When the hopeless romantic grows up…

Growing up, I was your typical hopeless romantic. If a story had a romance, I was there watching. Especially those geek/popular type story lines (Can’t Buy Me Love, 1987). And if a tv show had that romance plot with the “will they or won’t they” string along, I allowed myself to be strung along. Usually in frustration as I yelled at the tv screen, “Just get together already!” But it was like they couldn’t hear me or something because they wouldn’t. They just toyed with me. And sometimes they had the audacity to never get together! Since I no longer have live television and only do streaming, I have revisited some of those tv couples that led me along with their chemistry-filled teasing. I have to say, watching these with older eyes gives them a new perspective. Like red flags. So many red flags. Here’s a list of couples that made me watch and how I feel about them now.

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I Think I’ll Spend Some Time Outside Tomorrow. Away from the tv and computer.

photo courtesy google.comIn case you missed it, I’ve been sick since Monday.  I even had to stay home from work Tuesday and half-a-day Wednesday.  My evenings have been spent glued to my recliner.  It all comes down to this:  I watched A LOT of media this week.  Not just my normal nighttime stuff, but extra daytime and early evening viewing as well. 

I feel like the Intersect has been downloaded to my brain.  Don’t understand?  I feel like I’ve been hijacked with tracker-jacker venom and I’m trying to distinguish between what’s real and not.  If you are still clueless, let me try one more time.  I’ve watched a lot of mind-numbing television and surfed the internet for hours. In the process, I learned things I didn’t want to know.

Here’s a few gems from this week’s media overload.

As if once wasn’t enough, the 80mph wife and jerk-husband cycled again this week.  This time the viral video was “enhanced” with Erik Estrada.  You might notice I didn’t put a link to this video.  That’s because I hate it.  Your next question might be, “Well, why do you keep watching it and posting about it?”  First, I didn’t watch the whole thing (again), and second, I WAS SICK.  With a fevered brain I might add.  

This clip reminded me of a few things to be grateful for.  The husband again reminded me that there are worse things than being single.   As for Mr. Estrada?  I think it’s a sad, sad commentary on our society when even fake cops can’t retire.  Do you think he keeps a CHiPS suit hanging in his closet for just-in-case moments such as this?  If so, how often does he whip it out?   And the ever-increasing creepy question, when do you think he uses it? 

Okay, new subject.  Quick!

Alicia Silverstone made news this week.  You remember, the girl from Clueless.  Apparently, she chews her food for her 10 month old son and then feeds him mama bird style.  It never ends well for a kid when a mom learns parenting techniques by watching Animal Planet.  Personally, I still remember the horror of heading to church as a child and my mother looking at my face.  “You didn’t wash your face?”  She asked incredulously.  With one swift motion her two fingers went into her mouth and wiped off my face.  The technical term for it was cat-bath.  My personal name for it was, “Ick. Gross!”  The baby bird thing tops the cat bath.

It’s been awhile since I’ve watched Entertainment Tonight.  I have a couple of questions.  Where’s Mary Hart?  And who’s the guy with the Scottish accent?  I might have to start watching more often.  Anyway, the entertainment guru pointed out that Jennifer Lawrence, the star of the Hunger Games, apparently doesn’t wash her hands after using the facilities.  She called it “overrated” and claimed that the sink is full bacteria (as opposed to what’s on her hands after using the restroom?).  I had to investigate this further.  Apparently, it’s only public restrooms and the actress is already crying the “out of context” defense.  I hope it was taken out of context.  I really, really hope so.

Megan Fox.  Oh, Megan, Megan.  I don’t normally keep up with Megs since she has never done anything remotely interesting to me.  However, since I had time on my hand and a mouse bent on surfing, I did find this gem of a quote, “I would not trade my place with an unattractive girl.”  All I have to say is what a relief!  I can’t count how many nights I lied awake wondering what would happen if she came knocking and wanted all of this.  What would I be left with?  Brian Austin Green and her talent?  What? Too mean?  Don’t throw cake statements at us commoners and not expect the guillotine.    Someone in her inner-circle needs to pull her aside and whisper two words to her: Kelly Lebrock.  In response, Megan would reply, “Who?”  Exactly.

Maybe someone already has because I noticed her back-pedaling retraction came out hours ago.  Her statement was – you guessed it – taken out of context.  Maybe, and I’m just throwing it out there as a suggestion, maybe actors should use written scripts for their interviews.

Now for a little fun fact that made me laugh.  I actually heard this on NPR today at work.  Yes, when there are witnesses around I listen to NPR and save my ET viewing for when I’m at home alone.  Scientists are doing studies to discover why spiders don’t stick to their own webs.  I missed the whole purpose to this segment.  I’m sure it’s important.  Anyway, among one of the methods for studying is washing the spiders’ legs off.  Who gets that job?  And how hard is it to wash those little tiny legs without detaching them from the body?

And finally, what blog review of this week would be complete without mentioning the $640,000,000 lottery.  The optimists are snatching up tickets.  The rest of us are pointing out little stats the smarty-pants-stats men and women are figuring out for us.  Such as:  you are more likely to be struck by lightning than winning.  Or getting two holes-in-one during one game.  Or, my personal favorite, you’re 100 times more likely to die of a flesh eating bacteria.  But buena suerte to you!  Or, may the odds be ever in your favor.  

I think I better de-tech this weekend.

2011 Season Finale Chat

Let’s talk season finales.  Warning:  this is huge spoiler alert for those who haven’t had time to watch your Tivo’d shows or for those who watch a whole season at once via Netflix. 

Chuck (NBC, Mondays).  I’m always a little disappointed that this show keeps being renewed because I feel compelled to watch it.  The premise would have made an okay two hour movie.  But it has now been picked up for a fifth season.  The spy plot lines are fun and Zach Levi’s overacting balances Yvonne Strahovski’s underacting.  But the forced random plot lines involving the Buy More and especially any storylines with creepers Lester and Jeff just make me cringe.  This season’s twist at the end was just plain irritating.  I don’t like the fact that Chuck is sans the Intercept and Morgan now has it.  I’m not sure if I’ll stick around for another season.

Castle (ABC, Mondays).  I came late to this series and I have the first season queued.  For weeks I read reviews building excitement for the season finale.  It was promised to be a “three-hankie” episode and someone was going to die.  I guessed and gossiped about which cast member was expendable with fellow Castle watchers.  The week before the final episode, a dead giveaway (sorry, couldn’t help the pun) pointed to the Captain. The night of the finale, I popped popcorn and sat in my chair ready to be entertained.  The episode was okay and I didn’t need one single tissue.  Castle’s admission to Beckett that he loved her wasn’t that big of a surprise.  And so what if Beckett got shot?  I’m betting she’s going to live otherwise the series would be ending or Stana Katic is pulling a CharlieSheen, which I really doubt.  The only true cliffhanger is, will she remember he said it?  My prediction:  she will remember but she will lie about it.  No cliffhanger to ponder over summer break.

Big Bang Theory (CBS, Thursdays).  I watch this show to laugh.  It helps that I relate to the social awkwardness of the characters (unfortunately, not to the genius side).  It just plugs along having fun not really taking itself too seriously.  I’m happy that Jim Parsons won his awards for best actor because I don’t think he’s going to be able to play anything else after this.  He has sunk so deep into Sheldon he is not going to be able to get out.  So, good for him for winning his awards and getting his money now.  This had the biggest twist in the season finales but, like Chuck, the twist bothered me.

Bones (Fox, Thursdays).  Ah, Bones.  It has kind of flat-lined a little bit this last season.  It’s the nature of the beast when the premise is built around sexual tension.  If the tension is relieved too soon, it becomes Moonlit and yet, there is a danger in losing interest when stringing it out too long.  It’s a delicate situation.  Speaking of delicate situations, Emily Deschanel’s pregnancy has forced a plot line that could be the demise of the show.  If handled properly, the show could thrive a couple more seasons (a la Friends after Ross and Rachel had a baby).  But no plot twists or cliffhangers here either.  This show set the bar high during the third season finale.  It’s kind of hard to outdo itself when series regular, Zach, was an accomplice to a serial killer.  As for this year, it was the episode before the finale that invoked real emotion.  I’ll admit I got a little teary when Mr. Nigel Murray was killed off.  After all, he was my favorite intern.  Why couldn’t it be the doom and gloom guy?  He’s doing pretty good in the movies, why not get rid of him?

The Mentalist (CBS, Thursdays).  Okay, I’m not an avid follower of this show.  Patrick Jane is a bit much for me to handle on a regular basis.  But I know enough of the premise that I know the main antagonist is the evil Red John.  I watched the last hour of the finale because it promised Jane would come face to face with Red John.  I yelled at the TV set for Cho and Rigsby to wait before barging in to the hotel room and stopping the assassin because even I could tell she was in the wrong room.  But they didn’t listen to me.  I watched a handful of episodes this season and I knew from day one Van Pelt’s fiancé was a bad guy.  As for the finale, I doubt Jane killed Red John.  The whole impetus for the show is Jane’s quest to get revenge on the man who killed his wife and child.  So no, I don’t think Bradley Whitford was the real Red John.  My prediction for next season is a drawn out trial for Jane and we’ll find out Red John is still alive around next year’s season finale.

 The Office (NBC, Thursdays).  I actually don’t watch The Office on Thursdays anymore (as you can see, my plate is full this night).  When I do watch it, I usually catch it on Hulu.  Bravo to Steve Carell for jumping from a stale ship.  The Office hasn’t delivered for quite a while and Michael Scott’s shtick was getting annoying.  We have to tune in next September to see who is replacing Carell as boss.  It’s the closest thing to a cliffhanger in all my shows.  The trouble is, I don’t really care.

In the end, there were a couple of plot twists but no Who-Shot-JR-cliffhangers this year.  All of the finales finished and left nothing to think about during summer.  What will I do with my time?