i am a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
i have a right to be here.
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so i got that going for me too.
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luckyoldleo@gmail.com
i just finished reading venus on the half shell and it's time to make some changes.
simon wagstaff, aka the space wanderer, had a faithful canine companion named anubis. anubis is/was a big shot egyptian god who was a mover and shaker in the afterlife. if it's good enough for the space wanderer, it's good enough for me.
anubis is/was sometimes thought of as the dog of the pharaohs. if ruby is now anubis, that could make me a pharaoh. i understand that pharaohs were real chick magnets. so i got that going for me now too!
back to venus on the half shell. when i first read it so many years ago, i like a lot of people, thought that it was written by mr vonnegut. not so, it was written by philip jose farmer. when i learned that it was written by mr farmer, i liked it even more. mr farmer is a cool dude. he wrote jesus on mars in which he very convincingly explained that martians are all orthodox jews. consider the ramifications. martians have technology beyond humans and are currently observing earth. they must be aware of iran's current intentions towards israel. if there's one thing i know about jews, it's this: jews never forget. i think iran is in a world of trouble. so it goes.
after all the battlestar galactica talk, i got to thinking, what's the best sci-fi show i've ever seen on tv? it took me about 2 minutes to come up with an answer.
it wasn't anything to do with battlestar galactica. battlestar was good but it wasn't anything special in my opinion. a lot of episodes bored the shit out of me.
the best ever: the sandkings from the outer limits.
i happened to be channel surfing years ago and got lucky. after 20 minutes or so i was glued to the tv. the best thing about the sandkings was the way it kept slowly building up to the excitement. it also was a wee bit plausible. i won't say anything more about it in case anyone decides to watch it.
as luck would have it the sandkings dvd was in the library and i have it reserved. i can't remember if i've ever seen it on dvd but i'm gonna watch it this weekend.
i love those sandking sons of bitches, you probably will too.
i was disappointed when i first watched the final episode of battlestar galactica. as i've mentioned before, expectations play a huge role in my appreciation of most things in life.
when i had very high expectations, the finale was less than stellar. i watched it again with lower expectations and thoroughly enjoyed myself. now i if could only lower my expectations where the lovely mrs myshkin is involved.
here's the best explanation i could find on the finale.
spring has sprung and jesus still won't go back in his box. i happened to stumble upon some daffodils in the park so i helped myself, which begs the following question.
if you steal a daffodil and give it to jesus, does it affect your entrance into heaven? i might have broken a commandment but i gave the loot to jesus.
battlestar galactica was a big snooze fest. it was a sappy, touchy feely sort of deal that spent too much time examining the frailties and humanity of the characters. not enough sci-fi and the battle at the end had some pretty cheesy special effects. i know money is tight but for the finale they should have spent a few more bucks on the special effects.
on the plus side, the blocks of commercials were 2.5 minutes long. substantially shorter than the commercials on kings.
i saw a commercial for kings and spotted al swearengen, happy times are here again. it was a 2 hour deal so i decided to record it for later viewing. i watched it last night and boy was i happy that i recorded it. the amount of commercials was astounding. with the dvd recorder i could time the length of commercials. most bundles of commercials were 4.5 minutes! the first segment lasted almost 20 minutes which was nice. after that the segments were as little as 6 minutes followed by 4.5 minutes of commercials. thank jesus for the commercial skip button. unfortunately the skip feature on my recorder is only 30 seconds so i had to push the button 9 times! they need to make the skip feature at least 60 seconds! i've been spoiled watching tv shows on dvd. god bless the library.
the show was decent. i thoroughly enjoyed it because al swearengen (ian mcshane) is the main character. if you're a deadwood fan, you'd probably like it. there seems to be a fair bit of skullduggery in the plot, nobody out skullduggles al swearengen!
i'm crossing my fingers that william sanderson appears in future episodes. (he's that distinguished fellow in my header)
if in doubt, stick to something you know will cheer you up.
i'm in need of cheering up at the present moment so i'm reading "god bless you, mr rosewater" for the umpteenth time.
"thus did a handful of rapacious citizens come to control all that was worth controlling in america. thus was the savage and stupid and entirely inappropriate and unnecessary and humorless american class system created. honest, industrious, peaceful citizens were classified as bloodsuckers, if they asked to be paid a living wage. and they saw that praise was reserved henceforth for those who had devised means of getting paid enormously for committing crimes against which no laws had been passed. thus the american dream turned belly up, turned green, bobbed to the scummy surface of cupidity unlimited, filled with gas, went bang in the noonday sun"
though written in 1965, i think this perfectly describes the current state of affairs where a group of asshole investment bankers and other crooks stole trillions of dollars and now are receiving trillions of free dollars to replace the money they stole. once the banks are filled with money again, i'm sure the pricks will steal it again.
i love you son's of bitches. (this comes from the glorious mr rosewater too!)
i'm so feckin bored, i went and bought some golf clubs.
in the past i've made fun of golf and i still think it's an overpriced boring game. so far i've been to the driving range a few times and that's where i'll do most of my golfing. you get 100 balls for $3 after 4:00. it's a no lose situation, you can whack the ball as hard as you can and not have to worry about looking for it in the woods or lake. and it's dirt cheap compared to actually golfing on a course. a round of golf is $50 and up these days depending on the course and most courses have a dress code. i once worked for a cracker factory where golf was part of the corporate culture so i played along. in those days there was more drinking and smoking than golfing. those were the days.
i bought these little beauties used for $200. the price of new clubs is as crazy as the price of a round of golf on a snooty course.
so much for fecking golf. i fell in love with this song from the "i'm not there" sound track.
those lousy feckin crows have had their way with my grass again. it happens every winter and every spring i have to patch the lawn where the crows have dined on some kind of asian grub. these wonderful little grubs eat the roots of the grass making it real easy for the crows to pull up the grass and eat the grubs. some lawns are totally destroyed by the crows. you can buy some stuff to spray on lawns that will get rid of the grubs. it's some sort of natural enemy of the grubs and it either kills them or stops them from reproducing. i prefer to battle the crows. this past winter i was remiss on my battles with the crows. i didn't kill one lousy crow. in past winters i've shot as many as 6 arsehole crows. it's against the law to shoot crows and if i got caught the lovely mrs myshkin would be thrilled. have i mentioned how much she loves me?? i don't mind fixing up the lawn, it's kind of fun watching the new stuff grow. .
a man should be able to fight a war, deliver a baby, cook a good meal, program a computer, change a diaper, die with dignity and grow a little grass.
i've finally outgrown rasslin. ever since i was a little ute i've watched rasslin. even when i figured out the outcome was predetermined, i stuck with it. i don't know if it's because i've finally matured or the product has become so shitty it's impossible to watch. i think it's because the product is so feckin shitty because i'm not sure i've matured yet.
what have i replaced it with? desperate housewives!
i've been a little sick the past week but i haven't wasted my time. i stumbled upon a bunch of desperate housewives dvd's at the library. i've fallen in love with bree van de camp/hodge. she is the embodiment of everything i look for in a woman. she's decent looking, tough as old rat shit and loves to play with guns. the other women are a pain in the arse most of the time but i've never been disappointed with bree.
now to cheer myself up. whilst listening to my $4.44 mp3 player this song came on and brightened up my day.
