More on my Addiction; More TV Wrap Ups
Okay, you may want to sit down for this one-- I am actually thinking about getting rid of my digital cable box. You may ask, how will the mother of all television addicts survive without 400 channels?! Well, that's what I've been thinking about. All of the shows I really like can be watched without a box! I actually watch quite a bit of network television. There's access to CNN, Bravo, TLC, TNT (all the sudden bustin' out with good programming-- are y'all going to watch Season 2 of The Closer?I highly recommend it!) on basic cable, and I wouldn't get rid of HBO and Showtime (dude, I'm counting down the days til the return of Weeds . . . if you haven't seen this hilarious comedy, you ain't watchin' TV!). I would lose, however, the anger and rage I feel every month when I write my check to Comcast. They are the originators of the LONG CON! My vendetta that began with District Cablevision continues to rage. So, I'll let you know how the wrestling in my conscience turns out . . . The main thing they have going for them is the DVR feature on it; Jilll tells me I'm missing out without the real thing-- TiVo is supposedly ten times better.
Due to a malfunction of said DVR, I had to buy Part II of the Season Finale of Lost from iTunes. You have no idea how angry I was when the damn thing cut off in the middle of Mr. Eko's pilfering of the old-ass dynamite from what I think is slave ship wreck on that forsaken island. Anyway, having finally seen the whole thing, my mind is still in overdrive.
I did watch the Alias finale, and it was good to have some closure, but I still don't think it delivered on the Rambaldi promise. I am still unclear on the whole prophecy, and unsatisfied with the ending. There is a really good essay on Salon about how in the end it's just some stupid sort of sexist mishegas-- Sydney retires to bland paradise with her bland husband (I was always a Will Tippin fan-- he was way more adventuresome than Vaughn, and actually had facial expressions) and mini-me, Isabell, and only occasionally tips out in her pink wig and stilletoes. It's a far cry from the original kick-ass, take no prisoners brilliant girl who opened the series, you know?
Also, the Top Chef Finale totally delivered. I can't stand Tiffani, but I will give her props for that ambitious menu, and I will be trying to make both of the artichoke dishes she presented. They looked so yummy. She did twice the work, presenting a tasting menu of 10 dishes rather than the requested 5 and fell short despite Dave's dazzling dessert duo (Mrs. Razza taught me allllll about aliteration in sixth grade, folks). Harold won fair and square; Jill and I plan to visit whatever restaurant he ultimately opens. I still don't understand Tiffani's "my back just ran into your knife" comment-- how is Harold a backstabber because all four of their peers (including the two who worked with her) voted for him as Top Chef? I don't undertsand her logic! Also, who knew Lorraine Bracco was such a foodie? The last time I saw her in a non Dr. Melfi role on TV was her drunkenly slurred appearance on the Tonight Show . . .
I nominate my cousin Lisa for Top Chef . . . she brings the yummy and the funny everytime she cooks. We're all still talking about the simple chicken and mushrooms in a white wine reduction that she made when last visiting, AND the hilariousness of her attendant commentary.
SO . . . even though the digital box may be leaving my household, I will still keep you all up to speed over the summer, I promise. There is so much coming up!
Due to a malfunction of said DVR, I had to buy Part II of the Season Finale of Lost from iTunes. You have no idea how angry I was when the damn thing cut off in the middle of Mr. Eko's pilfering of the old-ass dynamite from what I think is slave ship wreck on that forsaken island. Anyway, having finally seen the whole thing, my mind is still in overdrive.
- Why are the observations from the Pearl station just lying around? What's the point of having those people monitor the Swan and see readouts of the computer activity if their observations go nowhere? What's the fail safe, people?!
- What's the significance of the magnetic anomaly? Is it really responsible for all of the "healing" on the island? What really happened when the button wasn't pushed?
- Is it Widmore that connects everyone to Hanso?
- Who the hell are the Others? What's this "we're the good guys" business? Ms. Klugh/Clue? Mr. Friendly? They were actually kind of sheepishly funny . . .
I did watch the Alias finale, and it was good to have some closure, but I still don't think it delivered on the Rambaldi promise. I am still unclear on the whole prophecy, and unsatisfied with the ending. There is a really good essay on Salon about how in the end it's just some stupid sort of sexist mishegas-- Sydney retires to bland paradise with her bland husband (I was always a Will Tippin fan-- he was way more adventuresome than Vaughn, and actually had facial expressions) and mini-me, Isabell, and only occasionally tips out in her pink wig and stilletoes. It's a far cry from the original kick-ass, take no prisoners brilliant girl who opened the series, you know?
Also, the Top Chef Finale totally delivered. I can't stand Tiffani, but I will give her props for that ambitious menu, and I will be trying to make both of the artichoke dishes she presented. They looked so yummy. She did twice the work, presenting a tasting menu of 10 dishes rather than the requested 5 and fell short despite Dave's dazzling dessert duo (Mrs. Razza taught me allllll about aliteration in sixth grade, folks). Harold won fair and square; Jill and I plan to visit whatever restaurant he ultimately opens. I still don't understand Tiffani's "my back just ran into your knife" comment-- how is Harold a backstabber because all four of their peers (including the two who worked with her) voted for him as Top Chef? I don't undertsand her logic! Also, who knew Lorraine Bracco was such a foodie? The last time I saw her in a non Dr. Melfi role on TV was her drunkenly slurred appearance on the Tonight Show . . .
I nominate my cousin Lisa for Top Chef . . . she brings the yummy and the funny everytime she cooks. We're all still talking about the simple chicken and mushrooms in a white wine reduction that she made when last visiting, AND the hilariousness of her attendant commentary.
SO . . . even though the digital box may be leaving my household, I will still keep you all up to speed over the summer, I promise. There is so much coming up!
- Big Brother All-Star Edition (my cousin Scotty is rolling his eyes, I know)
- The Closer
- Weeds
- Kathy Griffin in My Life on the D-List (HI-larious)
- Lots, and lots of TLC DIY (now that I'm a homeowner, I have a blank canvas!)
- Project Runway Season 3?
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