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Yesterday's big city news is that there are plans in the works to make it possible for us to watch TV while on the subway...I guess you could say the "subway culture", a bit of an oxymoron I know, is one of my obsessions...I just don't know how I feel about TV on the train though...it's bad enough no one ever wants to actually get into the center of the car...it's like people don't want to accept or fully feel like they are riding the train..so they stand on top of the door so they can feel like they're just sort of on the train...like hitching a short ride...now we're gonna have people cramming up against TV monitors to catch Law and Order?? Second the whole thing seems like we're just inching one step closer to "1984"....just because you're watching ER doesn't mean Big Brother isn't watching you watch ER. I was disturbed by the taxi TV concept which seems to be flopping now since all the monitors are always busted...now the train...I dunno...I enjoy the subway for the very few perks it offers: reading time, B and C list celebrity sightings and the daily pedestrian fashion show it provides...but who is gonna have time to read Rolling Stone and notice Le Tigre at the end of the car when The Apprentice is on?? Labels: TV so I rode the F train with 2/3 of Le Tigre the other day..and I thought nothing could top my recent 2am F train sighting of the Bachelor from season 1!!..I spotted J.D first and then Kathleen next to him....some girl went up to them and asked if they are musicians...and they said YES! Just kidding Le Tigre gals (and guy??) you know I have mad mad love for Le Tigre...yes I bitch about their iffy political statements and the crowd they attract but I'm part of that crowd! Since I work in the entertainment industry I'm around big time celebs all day so I didn't feel compelled to chat it up with them...but I did feel very compelled to scream out "see you later!" when they got off the train. But I didn't.  Labels: Music because if you are a multinational celeb endoresed cult is looking to help bring calm into your life...yesterday was probably the fourth or fifth time I've seen the Scientology people on the street with those metal bars they make people hold to test their stress levels...truth be told if you live in NYC you probably are stressed..metal bars or no metal bars....I once saw Hubbard's henchmen in the subway where stressed out people running around are about as prominent as used metrocards on the ground...I've had conversations with them once or twice and got away quick....they're all smiles with their red coats on...truth be told I read Dianetics when I was about 13...the commericials promising the answer to all life's problems on page 452 were very compelling...what can I say...I was the kind of kid who wasn't going to be reached by Erma Bombeck....anyway it still fascinates me...but I ain't putting my hands on those metal bars! No way.
that Michael Bolton was Paula Abdul's babysitter? So I gave in and now I'm addicted to....the O.C....to the point where I finished the first season and can't start watching the current episodes in the middle of what I am sure is a very complex story line that I won't be able to figure out in the first five minutes, so I'm downloading episodes off the internet. The last time this happened I was buying bootleg episodes of OZ off ebay and didn't leave my apartment for six weeks...and it's a show about prison.  Labels: TV |
