Showing posts with label Television...It's the New Novel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Television...It's the New Novel. Show all posts

Saturday, May 31, 2008

Time Traveling Bunnies

Quote of the Week:
John Locke: "Was he talking about what I think he was talking about?"
Benjamin Linus: "If you mean time traveling bunnies, then yes."

Gotta love good dialogue - thank goodness the writer's strike is over!

Have you ever been so into a TV show that season finales just drive you CRAZY?!?!?! I want to know what is going to happen to my friends on the island! I can't wait until next season! I need to know now!

My biggest concern, however: Who is feeding Claire's baby, Aaron? And why is a "five-week" old baby so freakin' big?

Anyway, I am all about instant gratification. If Lost were a novel, I would have stayed up all day and night reading it until I was done. And if there were a series of Lost books - oh, would I be in trouble. Actually, it would be my family that suffers. The real victims of Oceanic Flight 815. There would be no clean socks. Or underwear. Or dishes. Or dinner on the table. Or anyone to break up squabbaling children. It would be a little bit like living on the island without any kind-hearted survivors. Just savages.

Really. Savages. And if you have never placed a meticulous, overly scrupulous five-year-old in the same room as a free-spirited, rather intense three-and-a-half-year-old, and left them loosely supervised, and just let the rivers flow where they may, you would agree. Savages.

It is really an experiment of sorts. One that every now and then I subject myself to. Just to see what will happen. It's not pretty. Not at all. It involves a lot of shrieking (making dogs cower at such high decibels). And a lot of wailing. And whining. Some physical aggression. And lots and lots of incomprehensible language. And a mom who just wants to shut her eyes and cover her ears. And count to 623. Good times. Stop by and I'll show you this marvel sometime.

So, all that being said, I guess I should be very thankful that Lost is just a television show that doles out the plot one week at a time, two seasons per year so that my family does not self destruct. Or disappear. Like the island in the finale.

Wednesday, May 28, 2008

But Who's Really Counting?

Only 31 hours, 19 minutes, and 55 seconds till the season finale of Lost...but who's really counting?

Thursday, March 20, 2008

Skunkhair Skunkpants

Is she Spongebob Squarepants hot new girlfriend? No, but she could be!

Skunkhair Skunkpants (aka: Amanda Overmeyer on American Idol) was one of TJ's favorites and he was so disappointed to see her go: "I like Skunkhair. She's awesome." But, alas, another one bites the dust.

Which is o.k. with Brynn. She didn't particularly care for the un-princesslike "skunkiness" that was Amanda's hair. "Hey, girls don't have hair like skunks!" Oh, but some girls do.

Anyways, so long, Skunkhair Skunkpants...maybe the folks in Bikini Bottom would love for you to come do a show at the local sandbar!