rubykatewriting: (Peter: Working It Out)
I found Heroes to be all around awesome last night, but as per usual, [livejournal.com profile] latxcvi manages to sum up my thoughts far more eloquently and with far more articulation than I could even hope for. I was a pathetic, weeping mess by the end of it, and I am eagerly anticipating next season. Aside from a few random shallow comments which are very minor spoilers. )

Oh, and the planned spin-off Heroes: Origins, too.

Between Heroes, Sunday's Brothers & Sisters, and last Thursday's The Office, I am permanently in a state of verklempt. It isn't wholly unpleasing, as I've loved and enjoyed each and every finale. It's been a great season of TV.

This post, re: FanLib, by [livejournal.com profile] icarusancalion seems to be popping up in posts all over the flist. It's pretty fantastic. Plus there's some wank to be had over at Fandom Wank, too, with regards to the whole FanLib mess. (For the record, I'm in the camp that everything to do with that site is bad and no good can come of it.)

Finally, [livejournal.com profile] inlovewithnight, is this the wank in Buffy fandom you were referring to earlier?
rubykatewriting: (Milo & Hayden: Dorks)
HIMYM, how do you blend the funny and the sentimental so well in 21 little minutes? If you don't come back next season, I swear, HEADS WILL ROLL.

Oh, and re: the whole Funyuns thing from last week? Exactly how does one kick that habit? I've been trying for lo these last twenty years with no luck.

Heroes, well, yeah. Very minor spoiler for 'The Hard Part'. )
rubykatewriting: (Swarley: Swarls Barkley: Swarlos)
How I Met Your Mother )

The Class )

Heroes )

I recorded The Black Donnellys as I'm really not that big a fan of Paul Haggis (I'm of the mind he is rather over-rated), but I've heard from multiple people on the flist that it's pretty damn close to perfection. Plus it has a few actors I've liked elsewhere, so I guess I'll give it a whirl this weekend.

ETA: [livejournal.com profile] iridescentglow posted a link to Herc's review over at Aint It Cool News, which includes MANY MANY MANY excerpts from reviews from multiple papers/magazines and they all read pretty much the same. It appears the only two actors who escaped relatively unscathed are Wilde and Tucker, and even then, it's still rather stunning, the critical response.
rubykatewriting: (Peter: Working It Out)
I'm back. Got in Tuesday night. Las Vegas, February 2007: a rundown. )

Watched tons of TV since Tuesday night. (I took Wednesday off as a day of recovery.) Heroes managed to make my jaw drop as I was so NOT expecting that ending. Yay. It still manages to surprise me! How I Met Your Mother was also pretty awesome for that ending. Cut for spoilers. )

As for Thursday night TV, The Office – WHOA. Holy shit. Poor Jim. Seriously. He can't win for losing. But PAM! Pamela Beesley, you’re getting there and it is an amazing thing to see.

And then it was the end of The O.C., which I have been saving on the DVR for the last several weeks. I couldn't bring myself to watch all the episodes leading up to tonight, but I couldn't not watch the series finale live. It didn't quite hit the levels of Felicity or Dawson's Creek (oh holy God, DC just about killed me. Mom even cried and she hated DC.), but it made me a little weepy. Cut for spoilers )
rubykatewriting: (HIMYM: Lick the Liberty Bell)
How I Met Your Mother WINS AT EVERYTHING )

The Class )

Heroes: My Brain HURTS. HURTS. )
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Heroes: Hiros )
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Delaluce and her husband caught last night's mini-marathon of Heroes, and when I climbed into the car this morning, she said, laughing, "Okay, so we're hooked." I'd told them about it previously since he is an artist and a great lover of comic books, and D is down for just about anything on TV.

Needless to say I'm happy and just a teensy bit proud.

She also kindly filched a boxed lunch from her department for me. It's from Paulie's, and they do not skimp, not like Jason's Deli or French Corner. It contained not only the biggest sandwich I've seen in ages (double-decker club with bacon, thick-sliced turkey and ham that from the taste and the texture seemed to come from an actual turkey and pig, Swiss cheese, green leafy lettuce, tomatoes, and spicy brown mustard on the bottom slice of bread, mayo on the top), but a cup of Italian potato salad (big shell-shaped noodles, lots of fresh spinach, chopped black olives, artichokes, celery, and this AMAZING dressing), a cup of fruit salad (red grapes, chunks of orange, pineapple, cantaloupe, and watermelon), and a chocolate chip and pecan cookie.

Now THAT is what I call a boxed lunch.
rubykatewriting: (Heroes Mission)
My car is parked across the street in the Target parking lot under what I hope is a working light post. A fine thick sheen of rain glosses the windows until everything is blurry, flashes of color against the dark night.

This would be pretty except that it took me an hour to navigated all the flooded streets to get home. A five-minute drive turned into one long frustrating nightmare that ended with me trudging my way from the aforementioned Target parking lot through mid-calf high water to even get into my neighborhood, much less all the way to my house.

Such is life in Houston, Texas, and if I haven't mentioned how much the heat and humidity and mosquitoes the size of Buicks irritate the shit out of me about this city, these type of days are what really seal my non-love for all things Houston. The city planners, oh you, the biggest fucktards of all the fucktards in the land, probably never have to figure another route because Almeda-Genoa turns into a raging river when so much as two heavy raindrops fall simultaneously. And of course, that would have to be the main road to get to the street that leads to my neighborhood, wouldn't it?

Grrr...

I've included pictures for your viewing pleasure )

Now, on to much more pleasant things, like How I Met Your Mother, which continues its run of pure awesomeness. Cut for spoilers )

As for The Class, Jason Ritter and Lizzy Caplan remain the biggest draw for me, but I didn't really dig their storyline this week. Meh. The only thing that makes me sad at the prospect of cancellation is that those two will be out of a job, once again, and no longer cute-ing up my TV screen every week.

(RIP, Related. RIP.)

Now, as for Heroes. Holy shit with a dollop of what the fuck! )

With that, I'm off to bed. 'Night, folks.
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Allergy season has begun in earnest. I'm in a perpetual state of sneeze and/or almost sneeze with the lovely pre-sneeze itch. Blech.

Houston in the fall and spring HATES ME. Just sees me coming down the street and bumrushes me for a swift kicking of the ass. I'm like that girl in those ridiculous commercials a few years back, with the giant weed beating her about the head and neck.

Anyway, meme stolen from [livejournal.com profile] carrielh.

25 Random Lyrics Meme
Step 1: Put your MP3 player on random.
Step 2: Post the first lines of the first 25 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing the song.
Step 3: Post and let everyone you know guess what song and artist the lines come from.
Step 4: Strike out the songs when someone guesses correctly.
Step 5: NO CHEATING.


25 Lines )

I'm also in full-on, no holds barred, love with How I Met Your Mother. I love the relationships between everyone, and I adore the non-credits with the bum-bum-bahs and the candids. The cast is great and fun, and I love the history inherent in each episode, as if I'm catching a little snapshot of the lives of this group of friends each week. And I don't think I could even begin to pick my favorite character.

Now, I'm liking The Class okay, but it's mostly to do with Jason Ritter and Lizzy Caplan, and my great wish for them to make out randomly and often. Especially with that longer hair Jason was sporting tonight. So, PTB, see to that STAT.

With these two and Heroes every Monday night, I'm a very happy girl. Speaking of Heroes, HOLY SHIT! I just. No words. With Hiro and his teleporting and Claire with creepy Daddy. Spoilers ahead )

And now I'm off to bed.
rubykatewriting: (Like Crack - Only Legal)
Just finished watching the series premiere of Heroes. Loved it – even the creepy MirrorAli. If it’s possible, I like every one of the characters, but by far, my favorite is Hiro. His adorable voice and amazing exuberance just totally hooked me. The synopsis of the upcoming season looked extremely promising as well, as God knows, I love a good apocalyptic twist. LOVED. Favorite series premiere thus far.

Of course, when the "To be continued" came up on screen, Mom, who came in about halfway, said, "That is wrong on so many levels." Think she may be tuning in again too, which would be cool.

Another highlight of the evening is the margaritas, or rather, the Myaritas. These were taught to Mom and me by her co-worker, Mya, and we have, I think with very little humility, improved on the recipe. I am now on my second glass, and I’m talking twenty-something ounces here. As I’m sure everyone has heard by now, we do it big down here in Texas and that includes our alkyhall, too.

(Heh. Side note: it only takes one Myarita to get those Texan accents out and loud.)

I also just killed a mama spider. She'd just given birth or hatched or whatever her million babies, and they were crawling around in the doorway to the kitchen. As I walked by, the mama spider jumped at me, which I found incredibly rude since, you know, she decided to birth those babies in MY KITCHEN. And so I told her that she'd had her little Charlotte's Web moment and now it was time to take that final toilet flush into the sky. I dashed to the downstairs bathroom (thank you, God, I had the presence of mind to grab a package of toiler paper before coming back downstairs), grabbed a bunch of tissue and smacked her, then ran screaming toward the bathroom with her crammed into the wad of tissue paper.

All Mom provided, besides mocking me for my inability to just step on the damn thing, was laughter as she reclined on the sofa. I don't know what it is about stepping on them (I have my thick-ass soled shoes on, too), but I can't do it. CAN'T. I think it goes back to the time I stepped on a cockroach in my Justin's (those're boots, by the way) and I felt every little crunch of it's exoskeleton. *shudder*

Happy place, must find happy place.

Anyway, I managed to stomp out all the babies with a half-drunk, more than a little buzzed, dance. Between that and the melted limeade, I have finally accepted that it is, in fact, impossible for me to keep that fucking kitchen floor clean for longer than 24 hours. IMPOSSIBLE.

ARGH.

And finally, as I sign off to stumble my way towards the shower, everyone should buy John Mayer's new CD Continuum. Even if you didn't like his previous stuff, this disc just blows all of that away. It's bluesy and compulsively listenable. (I know of what I speak, as I listened to it on repeat all day Sunday.) His lyrics, the music, his guitar work (his talent there has never been in question), everything seems to have matured beyond even what I expected following Heavier Things.

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