Sunday, January 07, 2018

Hey, hey you guys! I remember I have a blog!

Cool!  Cool!  What's more retro?  Going back to blogging or trying to bring back My Space?  I'm asking for a friend.

So, I'm totally bored and texting everyone I know and annoying them on their social media feeds and creating group texts within texting groups.  I mean.  I am BORED. 

And then, like the memory of this adorable baby panda that Adam Jones posted once upon a time, I remember I have THIS BLOG.  Ahhhh...  Remember this blog?  Where I told you awkward stories about my life and tried to make you pay attention to me.

And you did!!  You loved me.  You told me so yourselves.  So, here we go again.  Let's give it a try.

Trying to start blogging again is like trying to start exercising again, but if you want to re-live THAT show it's on a blog we call Inside Heather's Fat  (If this link doesn't work, let me know so I can update privacy settings.)

So... we've been snowed in since I can't remember when.  Finally binged in separate directions yesterday.  I've been itching to work on the room over the garage anyway, and it's much warmer up there.  So, started watching Chance on Hulu while poking around in the room over the garage (the room formerly known as, in no particular order: the lab and Gracie's room and the second den and the air bnb apartment).  This is seriously it's own blog topic, so suffice to say I'm sorting out the junk that's up there.  Mostly so I can more concisely store the same junk but at least with more purpose than before. (See also:  I just can't bring myself to throw this stuff out, but at least I can look at it from time to time and TRY to get rid of it or reduce it.)

So...  Chance!  Those of you who remember how much we loved House will find it of no surprise that the main reason I landed on this show is because it stars Hugh Laurie.  But, also chewing up the scenery (in DELIGHTFUL fashion) are Ethan Suplee, Gretchen Mol, and Paul Adelstein in this delicious send up to film noir.

I hadn't read anything about it or even heard about it and I have NO idea why since there are apparently two seasons out there.  Shame on whoever is in charge of marketing for this show.  It is great stuff.  Ethan Suplee's character "D" is just this divine Marvelescent superhero/vigilante dude who spews philosophy and punches at the same speed.  He loves riddles and has rules on how to tail your target.  He is DIVINE.  Is he nominated for anything?

I should write like a normal reviewer and build up to Hugh Laurie as the big finish on this awesome cast, but really - I just can't wait that long to gush.  He's just divine. So House and yet NOT House at the same time.  That's the Hugh Laurie je ne sais quo that he brings to his pieces.  To me, he's as good as Clooney -- if not better.  Because while you can see Hugh Laurie in the role, you still can't see anyone else playing the parts he chooses.  Dr Eldon Chance is so clearly the befuddled typical private eye from Raymond Chandler films that he even uses the phrase to mock himself.  (You can hear the writers in that, for sure.  But then again, apparently the novel on which the series is written is written in part with the author, so that's an EXCELLENT touch.  Let's give him some love on Amazon, eh?)

Baddy bad Paul Adelstein tries to shake his good guy image from previous roles once and for all.  I think beating up a chick is a pretty good decision if you want to be considered for bad guy roles in this day and age in Hollywood.  And he does a great job at being a nasty, crooked cop.  I'm up to episode 6 and still he's a caricature of the kind of guy who would be like this.  And what kind of monster could beat up on poor, sweet, uh multiple personality, somewhat manipulative... uh...  Hmmm...

Yeah.  Gretchen Mol.  She is THE quintessential damsel in distress from an old film noir.  I can't almost hear the narrator, "She was the kind of dame that trouble didn't have to go looking far to find, if you know what I mean?"  And as previously stated, I'm about halfway through episode 6 (The Unflinching Spark -- and they ALL have great titles like this!) and I just do NOT trust this chick. Mostly because years of watching film noir teaches you that the dames are NOT to be trusted.  There IS in fact a reason that trouble follows them around -- Trouble is a pet that they carry around on a velvet pillow and feed bon bons too.  So, I'm not going to say much, because the jury is still out on Jaclyn Blackstone.  But, I'll tell you one thing - I can't imagine that Hugh Laurie would go quite this nutty for an UGLY girl.  I know that's wrong, but I'm just saying.

Back to the popcorn, bingeing and the long cold first wintry weekend of 2018.

Wednesday, February 08, 2017

Politics, as usual

Just to be clear, the Senate invoked a seldom used rule to silence a female Democrat in an objection to her objection to a pending nominee for Secratary of State. I think it's a little too early to have to wake up to this mess. But this seems to be the case daily. It's always too early to deal with a misogynistic response to someone pointing out racism. 

Here's another article, which also contains the  letter. 

Monday, February 06, 2017

The Not-so-amazing after all story generator

Because of the positive results I received regarding my writing aptitude, I have really been pushed towards exercising this muscle more again.  It prompted me to purchase a book called "The Amazing Story Generator," an example of one is pictured.   I thought that I could periodically flip to one, share the photo, and then write the very first steam of consciousness story that, well, gets generated.   I'm all set to do this starting immediately, and even came up with a formula to generate the randomness.  (Is it random if there's a formula?)
But this is the first story that generated and I'm already feeling like a failure.  In case there's an issue with the photo, the story idea is "After a bitter custody battle, a gold prospector meets the ghost of Ernest Hemingway."
I don't know anything about custody battles -- my parents made the mistake of staying together and I've never remembered to have children.  (Yes, I know that's okay - thanks,)  But I did see Kramer vs Kramer a long time ago and read "It's Not the End of The World" by Judy Blume, so maybe I can understand some custody battle stuff.  Like, I certainly get that it would be bitter.  I also don't know much about gold prospecting, nor do I care.  I've never understood how one could look at hills and decide if those are the "them thar hills" which house the gold.  And what does water have to do with gold?  If it's just floating in the river, then why can't anyone get it?  And then there's Ernest Hemingway.  Oh, Papa.  I read The Sun Also Rises in high school, though I didn't retain much of it.  Most of what I know about Papa is that his nickname was Papa, he was a big old drunk, had a lot of cats and didn't treat his first wife terribly well.  That last bit only surmised from having read The Paris Wife, which was loosely based on the true story of his first wife.

So, I might have to not be so rigid with only writing about the very first one that pops up, but perhaps one that may speak to me a scosh more.  And clearly, this may not be the very best blog topic since I didn't even get a story for your reading pleasure.  Plus, any story generated is probably going to be much longer than your attention span will allow.  But, perhaps I am misjudging your attention span, dear reader.

Tonight, I head to a local Democratic National Convention chapter meeting and sign up.  I assume I'll have something political to write about after that.  Or at the very least, something about awkward social encounters.  We'll see how it goes!



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