2 posts tagged “television”
I turned 28 yesterday. You'll all be happy to learn that I received enough birthday greetings and presents to delay my inevitable village-destroying wrath. The gods of Katy Mountain are appeased (for now). Among the birthday loot was a DVD set of Dark Shadows: the Revival, which was great. Remember that show? Here's a brief summary if you're like me and weren't allowed to watch it when it was on the air:
VICTORIA WINTERS: My name is Victoria Winters, and someone in this house is a vampire...
BARNABAS COLLINS: Raaaaaaaaa! I'm a vampire! I've been a vampire for TWO HUNDRED YEARS!
WILLIE LOOMIS: Wull, gee, Barnabas. I'll be your servant. You don't have to go killing people and stuff.
DOCTOR JULIA HOFFMAN: Barnabas, I couldn't sleep last night, so I whipped up a cure for cancer. Oh, and your anti-vampire serum is ready so that you can stop killing people (and maybe love me).
BARNABAS: I haven't eaten a McRib sandwich in TWO HUNDRED YEARS! I love someone for this!
DOCTOR HOFFMAN: It's me!
BARNABAS: Victoria Winters is my long lost love reincarnated... from TWO HUNDRED YEARS ago!
DOCTOR HOFFMAN: Hold the phone. What?
BARNABAS: TWO! HUNDRED! YEARS!
VICTORIA: My name is Victoria Winters, and somehow I've been transported back in time...
And then suddenly the series becomes amazing (I'm serious; it does), after which the season ends, and then THERE'S NO MORE. That's it! Aaaaaa!!
I also acquired Criterion versions of some of my favorite Kurosawa films, ensuring that I am more awesome than everyone else who watches movies. All of the above plus the Moroccan dinner at Marrakesh made for a lovely birthday indeed. The end.
P.S. - I said there'd be more about Thanksgiving, didn't I? Here you go:
Why haven't I posted in a while? I'm glad you asked, Bobby. I've been reserving my writing energy for NaNoWriMo. I'm 35,000 words of torture in! 15,000 to go! I've never written that much in my life! And no! You can't read it! Not when it includes lines like:
Which reminded me of my utilities. Were those paid as well? Surely not, I thought, but when I logged into my various accounts, I saw that all had been paid in full. I shook my head as if to wake myself from a dream. How had this happened? The obvious answer was that someone had been paying my expenses for me, but who?
WHO! HAS! BEEN! PAYING! HER! UTILITIES?? Find out when I've burned this manuscript in a bonfire!
Believe it or not, there's something worse than my writing. That's right. It's a Tab commercial.
You know, keeping your shape in shape has its rewards...
