I always win

There was a StevieNicks -off on tonight's episode (season premiere) of NBC's Up All Night . Reagan is packing up her office, playing " Edge of Seventeen ". Suddenly, she hears the same song coming from Ava 's office. They're in the middle of a spat. She stares at Ava. Ava shoots her a dirty look, cranks the volume, and throws down: Not to be outdone, Reagan turns her volume up even louder, and holds up the speakers: I love it so much.

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My friends and I have all freaked out about how young Taylor Lautner is (born in 1992). But as Ellen danced to C+C Music Factory's "Gonna Make You Sweat (Everybody Dance Now)" today, I realized that Lautner was born after that song came out. It charted a full year before he was born. Oh, and Madonna's "Vogue" ? Released almost two years before Lautner's birth. I decided to re-write the lyrics to "Vogue". It's how I feel this morning. what are you looking at? old, old break a hip break a hip look around, everywhere you turn it's walkers they're everywhere that you go you try everything you can to stand up and not die in the bathtub when your health fails and you long to be someone younger than you are today I know a place where you can get away it's called dementia and you get it when you're old, old feel your body break to the music hey hey hey fuckin' old let your body go with the flow you know you have De...

Stephen (the guy I was seeing; the one I so foolishly thought I was going to marry ) ended things this morning. Over the phone. While he was driving to his eighth straight day at work. I've been robbed of the dignity I would've had by ending things first. We've had many problems in our very short time together. From early on, I found it difficult to adjust to his unpredictable and erratic behaviour. On our second date, he said "I already know how I'm going to propose to you." On our third date, he (jokingly) said "I know it's early, but will you marry me?" I laughed it off, but later that evening, I did tell him that I loved him. He responded with "I think I love you too." He had a business trip to the UK after our third date. He called me daily. One evening (while drunk), he said "I do love you, you know that... right?" He was honest from the beginning about his shortcomings: he smoked too much pot, he was terrible...

The guy I'm seeing lent me the first season of Battlestar Galactica (including the four-hour introductory miniseries) on DVD. Last night, I watched the "Six Degrees of Separation" episode, which (according to the DVD) originally aired on February 18, 2005. I'm four years late for the party, but fervently enjoying it. One reason I didn't pay much attention to BSG initially: snobbery. When I surf-landed on it years ago, I picked up on some cheesy Canadian production traits that led me to dismiss it. The series screamed "low budget" to me at the time, due to the prevalence of pegboard in the set construction. Even now that I'm hooked (pardon the pun), the pegboard still makes me cringe. Another minor annoyance: the accents. XO Tigh speaking with an immediately recognizable Canadian accent gives me cognitive dissonance.* No disrespect to Michael Hogan intended; I think he's a fine actor and a total DILF. The same goes for James Callis ...

The Canadian Radio-television and Telecommunications Commission , in an 'effort' to help Canadians avoid unwanted telephone calls from telemarketers, created the National Do Not Call List last year. I am so glad I didn't sign up. Global News is reporting a major flaw with the list: it is ridiculously easy to pretend to be a compliant telemarketer, pay $50, obtain the list, and start bombarding people on the list with calls. What a fucking joke. I've been pissed at the CRTC ever since the early 1980s, when my isolated northwestern Ontario town finally received two extra tv channels from a private company. Granted, the service was outside the law, but when you're a kid and you only get one tv station , you don't care about legality. You're forever scarred because all the cool shows you were watching on WGN Chicago and a major movie network are yanked away from you... and you're back to Three's Company reruns on CBC . Seriously, are monkeys...

In the Family Guy episode "Peter's Daughter" (originally aired November 25 2007), Meg is thrilled to receive a Maroon 5 CD from Michael, the med student she's dating. Says Michael: "I remember how you told me you like terrible music, so I thought you might appreciate it." LOVE IT There were many other moments where I howled with laughter... Peter's "Officer Nasty" striptease... the Sanka commercial... ...and this: I LOVE IT SO MUCH! _________________________________________________________ update - November 29 2007, 12:30 a.m. Well, the clip is already yanked from YouTube . Wow, that didn't take Twentieth Century Fox Film Corporation long. The clip (all 20 seconds of it) was a spoof of Aliens , with Mike Henry doing his campy best. I understand and respect copyright, and if I headed a major entertainment corporation, I would probably have my staff chase down full-length episodes from sites like YouTube. But a 20-second clip? Th...

I'm still laughing after the season premiere of Family Guy . eventually got over my inner nerd's problem with the "casting" of Herbert as Obi-Wan* loved the Airplane references the scene with Lois/Leia and Cleveland/R2-D2 trying to shoot an mpeg is absolutely brilliant kept wondering when Meg was going to show up. When she appeared as the monster in the Death Star's trash compactor, I totally lost it. * Obi-Wan is such a reverent character... there is almost something disrespectful about Herbert the Pervert in the role. But I realize the show spares no one, and skewers all. That's why I love it.

Outside my building last night, I noticed one of the clematis vines making a break for it -- creeping onto the branch of a nearby Japanese Maple . I made a note to go back in better light and get a picture for I always win . I went to bed, but couldn't unwind. As 2 A.M. approached, I panicked and took a 'pam . I managed about four hours of sleep, and woke up before my alarm went off. I had some orange juice, and went outside with my digital camera to shoot the clematis. But the plant was in shadow. I took a series of flash and naturally-lit pictures, headed back up to my apartment, put on some coffee, and started to download the images. I had some technical problems, and before I knew it, it was after 7:30. I still had to shower, dress, drive to Sunnybrook for a blood test , then go to work. At the opposite end of the city. On four hours of sleep. The day was full of frustrations like that. I don't normally drive to work, but on my blood test days, public trans...

omg lastnight! Lost . I am freaking out. FutureJack is crazed -- kind of like Malcolm McDowell desperate to get back to the Nexus in Star Trek: Generations . omg tonight! Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip returns! Six new episodes. I knew it would come back... I just knew it!

Sorry... I don't have very much time... I'm voting for Joey Fatone after seeing him in Dancing With the Stars . I'm allowed 11 calls from my telephone line. [giggles] This is so unlike me! He's so loveable. Smack that! AW YEAH! 6'1" of pure WOOF . Plus... a great sense of humour, killer smile, gorgeous hair, self-effacing... It's high time I go public with my crush on Joey. He's number nine on my Top Ten List . (I'm in need of a cuddle.)

...because I'm crushin' on Tory Belleci from Mythbusters and Mike Rowe from Dirty Jobs . Tory is smart and funny. His smile kills me. Mike Rowe... manly, strappin', and one helluva sexy voice. Yeah, I watched me some television on Saturday. And lastnight, I watched Super Size Me on CBC . I had always wanted to see it, but knowing that Morgan Spurlock spews in it made me want to make sure I had control of the volume. (I always mute barf scenes, and usually look away from the television.) It's funny: despite having seen Spurlock and Rowe projectile vomit on the small screen, I still find them eminently attractive.

Meat Meet the eighth entry in my Top Ten List. APPRECIATE HIM! Here's Josh Stamberg as "Sarge," the paintballer who had a threeway with Keith and David in the third season of Six Feet Under . He played a no-nonsense, no-drama gay guy who oozed sex and a comfortable, natural masculinity that had me, um, standing at attention . On Monday's episode of Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip , he guest starred as a movie producer who offers Harriet a major role--and states that he wants to date her. I hope this is a long story arc, because I can't get enough of this man. Josh... you're hot! Please, update your IMDB page with some photos and your role on S60 ! (While you're at it, joshstamberg.com needs work.) previous entries Eric Bana Chris Evans Colton Ford Troy Garity Christopher Meloni Adrian Pasdar Paul Rudd

Lastnight's episode of Family Guy was a repeat, but it was a classic. There's a lot of gratuitous violence in Patriot Games , and a brilliant scene where Lois drills a hole through the wall so she can spy on Tom Brady having a shower. Best of all is this musical number that Peter breaks into during a New England Patriots game: I laughed until I cried.

(The title of this post is an inside joke that I share with Peter . At least, I think it is...) In August 2001, I had a relationship end suddenly. Luckily, the cable provider for my apartment complex was running a free trial of a movie network (read: low-budget HBO equivalent), so I didn't have to find all of my comfort in ice cream and anonymous sex. That's when I started watching Six Feet Under . From the outset, I was hooked. The show took me away to Los Angeles, and I got swept up in the lives of the Fisher family. Eventually, the series was picked up on the Showcase channel in Canada, but it was always very far behind HBO's broadcast. I was content to wait--the show was worth it. So that's why I'm just now watching the final season. I've resisted the urge to go on a renting spree at the video store, limiting myself to any episodes I missed from Showcase . Even after five seasons, and even if I'm watching the show on tape or DVD, I still watch t...

Let me put on my hack blogger hat for a moment. There was a major continuity problem in lastnight's episode of Studio 60 . In "Nevada Day Part I" several members of the show and the network fly on the company jet to Nevada. The exterior shot is (I think) a Falcon business jet... a beautiful small plane. The interior shots don't match--the width of the cabin suggests a much larger commercial passenger airliner. Poor set choice, people. Awesome episode otherwise! __________________________________________________________ On yesterday's post about my AWOL weekend date, St. Dickeybird commented, " How can you be fending for yourself on a Saturday?" and listed some popular avenues of hook-up, including the Internet. I think the Internet is part of the problem. When I look back at my experience, the most common result of meeting someone on the Internet is a quick fuck. I don't usually find fault with that, but when someone comes along with ...

Yay! Free ride to work. Except that I can't be sure it didn't come from the pockets of the clothes I was laundering. Is my glass half full, half empty, or destined to be the glass at a Jewish wedding ceremony? I dunno... I got stood up for a second time by The Beautiful Boy . We were supposed to see a movie on Saturday. I think he must have wound up in an emergency room somewhere, without access to a telephone. Perhaps he was abducted by aliens. All I know is that I was left to fend for myself on Saturday, which meant that I channelled all of my waiting-by-the-phone angst into cleaning. (He called me out of the blue a week ago, apologizing for bailing on our second date. He offered up a pretty good explanation, and said he'd really like to see me again. He wanted us to get to know each other better, and I agreed to that. He suggested a movie.) Invertebrates learn faster than I do. Seriously. __________________________________________________________ I literally...

Hello? NBC? Yes, thank you. I am a crank. I once wrote a letter to ABC asking them not to cancel Twin Peaks . I like quirky, intelligent television, and I thank you for doing an Internet search and finding this blog post. Since The West Wing ended, I have been in a Severe Sorkin Shortage . And yes, I also loved Sports Night . __________________________________________________________ There are so many reasons to love Studio 60 . Amanda Peet's smart-as-hell character, Jordan McDeere. Sarah Paulson, who played the lovely lipstick lesbian in The Other Sister . The way the show gives me hope that America's current religious tensions won't end up mushrooming into, well, a mushroom cloud. I love it the most, though, for its skewering of bloggers in the second episode: [a blogger has written about the firing of Tom's boss] Tom Jeter : The New York Times is going to quote [that blogger] so that the people can be heard, and the Times can demonstrate they're not...

I just finished watching Ugly Betty and I think I'm hooked. America Fererra impressed me in a tv movie two years ago (contrary to what Peter might be inclined to believe, I've never seen The Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants ) and she is beyond lovable as Betty Suarez. This could fill the void left in my life after The Devil Wears Prada ! Consequently, I am screwed on Thursday evenings. I am going to be watching tv for three hours straight: Ugly Betty, Grey's Anatomy, ER .

All hail Mary-Louise Parker . Weeds wouldn't be the show it is without you. Note to the Showtime network: what's your damage, Heather? Why can't I look at your goddamned website up here in Canada? I'd love to know more about Weeds ... things like music credits. Heck, I might even download wallpaper or an IM icon. But no, I'm stuck with the ghetto site from the Canadian broadcaster . Get with the, um, program. During the run of HBO's Six Feet Under , I was able to explore deep into a show that I adored. Showtime, take a lesson from your rival and unclench, for fuck's sake.