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So Talulah told me that I should write more about myself on here...I've always made it a point to keep my personal life outta this thing but I suppose I could be a little more candid without pissing off too many people. I don't think "too many people" read this anyway or at least anyone I know. So it's 8am and I am watching "Amy Fisher: My Story". What's shocking about this is not that I am watching a made for TV movie about Amy Fisher, that's par for the course with me. It's that I'm up at 8am. Actually I'm not up because I never went to sleep. There's been a lot of that lately for me. Anyway the acting in this is really good....these unknown actors really have the Long Island dialect down to a tee..."It's O-vah wit Jo-E, I sware!" Labels: TV Dear OC Kids Stop going to the mall. Nothing good can come of it. Besides a show with such indie rock cred should be promoting mom and pop shops in Chino not the Newport Mall. Everytime you go there Marissa shoplifts or Ryan's brother gets profiled or you just get locked in there overnight! And on that note, Ryan was it really a good idea to have Marissa along for that last outting considering she was the one who stole a watch last time, if memory serves me? And you were even thinking about bringing your bro to the pier for dinner, which is a favorite spot for you to exercise your "you wanna piece of me?" glare and that right hook of yours. Somehow I think bringing your ex con bro to the offical lunch spot of the water polo team is not using good judgement. Also when is anyone ever going to realize that your secret is NOT safe with Seth. Well I guess in this case that was the point but whatever. On that note, carry on. If things get any worse I'll comfort myself with the fact that Survivor is only three channels away. LH Labels: TV Not much going on here so I am forced to comment on the state of the O.C. Somehow someway I was seduced by those crazy kids and made the switch from Survivor to the O.C.....now I'm reconsidering how I spend my precious prime time viewing on Thursday nights. We all know how it goes on these teen dramas...Brenda dates Dylan who dates Kelly who dates Brandon whose sister is Brenda who dated Dylan who dated Kelly who dated Steve whose friend Brandon winds up with Kelly whose best friend Brenda winds up with Dylan whose buddy Brandon winds up with Kelly after a series of merry go round like relationships with everyone on the show. What I mean is that we start out with A and B and Y and Z...in between the beginning of the series and the end there's CDEFGHIJKLMNOPQRSTUVW and X. If the formula is executed correctly we shouldn't get to A and B and Y and Z together forever save the occasional flirting and meaningful gazes until the end of the series....however I am fearful that the O.C. is attempting to go against the rules of prime time teen drama physics by once again slapping together the same old Ryan and Marrisa leftovers with a side of Summer and Seth...reheated. Boring. And we've already exhausted the lesbian storyline? No, it looks like Marissa doesn't need to deal with her homosexuality...once again these new laws of teen drama physics state that at any time two hot girls can join together in haste and break apart just as quickly...coming out, homophoboa and lesbian drama are left for real dykes like me...living in C.G. not the O.C.  Labels: TV 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 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 oh my god...oh my god...I completely forgot about him until like 5 mins ago when I was looking at old commericals from the 80s you can download off the web. Of course I am talking about the blonde kid in those encyclopedia Britanica commericals. I think they did some spoof on the commercial somewhere because I remember thinking I wasn't the only one who thought this kid was annoying...but once again somehow attractive?? Ok I was very confused and I had a thing for boys with blonde mulletish hair (see: Alex Lifeson, Kiefer Sutherland). He looked like he would be into Rush and I thought to myself "I'd be pretty psyched to date a boy like that" and eventually I did...and I wasn't. Labels: TV TV: The O.C.
Why do I think that guy on the O.C. is so hot? Not Adam Brody but the blonde guy...he's like 30 and he isn't really that good looking...maybe he has that Dylan McKay thing going on I dunno...speaking of 90201 I think I misspoke when I said Chris Carbba is the Tom Cruise of heartbreak...upon further observation of his side burns he's definately the Brandon Walsh of heartbreak. Labels: TV TV:Surreal Life
After what? like ten years of the real world can we please get past the "N" word??!! Didn't we cover this in like the first season. Frankie is the Tanya of this season...the producers had to know she had a boat phobia it's just too much of a coincidence...then again I never did think the Hot Topic crowd was big on sailing. And the boss of the boats: "these boats are serious boats!" HA! Labels: TV |
