not just tv anymore

as it has happened in the past, i have turned off the regularly broadcasted tv and switched to the video game world... i connected the xbox about six days ago and may have watched ten minutes of tv, briefly during parts of meals, since last tuesday evening when i connected the new toy... ncaa college footbal has absorbed my audio-video time (and most all my other free time as well... also sleep time as i did not sleep the first night, tuesday into wednesday, and slept only two hours last night (only cuz i had softball to play today and did not want to hurt myself more than i might on no sleep... this game so beats out tv for me, at least for a while... i may wane in my absorption sometime next month, maybe... time will tell... and when time tells me, i'll tell you, cuz you were just dying to know, right?...

nyuk nyuk narf :)

instant eh...

ok, so i took the day off and am relaxing and wrote most of the morning and decided it was time for lunch and since there was nothing on tv and tv keeps me company when i am eating alone, i decided to check out the in demand stuff and found once upon a time, a new show i wanted to see and so, on it went...

that was about five minutes ago...

and here i am already, the first scene turned me off enough to come here and put the tv where it usually resides, in the background... alas, leave it to tv writers to start out programmed and predictable and standard and unfortunately, formula...

. . .

scene two appeals a but more because i love the main character's face (a favorite from house... i never watched how i met your mother cuz i am not much into formula sit-coms and i didn't know she was associate producer on glee which surprised me) and while i don't like the over-done naivety of the teacher (i never watched the stuff she's been in, ed or big love, so she is brand new to me), i love her face too, so there may be some hope as faces are a primary attraction for me to continue watching something and there is the appropriately named mr. gold (rumplestilskin) who played a good love-hate character on star trek:universe and has been in a bunch of films, but they need much better writers to really become what i would have hoped this sort of idea could become and it is a wonderful idea...

it'll take more suspension of reality than it should (because of the poor writing and mediocre acting, especially of the male lead and evil witch - so far), but i will probably give this show a show if only in on-demand when i have time and in the background... would be more fun with a tv-watching partner of course...

i think i'll put the last four episides of fringe on in the background now...

red canyon

if you ever find a movie called red canyon on tv in the middle of the day or night or whenever, or in the video store or wherever, don't... it it is as badly written as it is badly acted with the most illogical and unbelievable cuts and continuity i've seen in any film in many years... fifteen minutes and it was gone, off the screen, never to be seen again... i hope...

just had to write this so i might remember if i ever see this again...

huh?

sci-fi channel fail

maybe the sci-fi channel is right, maybe the average or mass of sci-fi (or syfy) viewers have adhd, or very low iqs, or at the very least a very limited attention span and minimal standards... that may be why the sci-fi, or syfy channel programmers can get away with putting on so many b horror films and wrestling, as if some who is into science fiction is obviously into crappy horror films and the scripted macho homo-erotic wrestling soap opera... if they only knew that the horror and wrestling just turns off the real science fiction mind that craves intellectual (as in scientific) creativity... science fiction, get it?...

what's worse is a true horror film fan laughs at the stupidity of the syfy channel as they edit out most of the really horrible horror scenes that most blood and gore horror fans are horror fans for, to see (or dare themselves to watch)... so there are the two main segments of the syfy audience that the brilliant syfy marketers are trying to reach, turned off... and as for wrestling fans, well, divide the market even further...

what the true science fiction fan wants most is another science fiction channel that actually produces and shows science fiction... imagine bringing bradbury, asimov, and heinlein to life... imagine turning the classic stories of these guys into visual productions today... or these guys... there are so many more... even sprinkling in some fantasy if only to prove the true fans know the difference...

of course there is a fair measure, maybe a good measure of false harrah in the sci-fi literature... plenty of sappy soap opera drama and bad writing, i mean, just because an author has a genuine wish to explore the unknown and create a new world, a new idea, a science fiction story, does not mean the author can...

but at least we can stop pretending blatant horror (which sometimes has storylines so banal that they make porn writers seem creative) and wrestling stories (which is basically softcore porn for every sexual orientation and alternative lifestyle with even less storyline) are in any way appealing to the true science fiction fan...

then again, there is the star wars generation (oh, did i open up the can?)...

lol :)

mondays, tuesday, wedsssssss...

yes, the sci-fi mondays season appears to be coming to an end and that sucks since i am into using tv to keep me company and it helps to feel connected to the characters like they are imaginary friends or at least people to take a little seriously and whatever, ya know?... and a new season starts with ncis on tuesdays and i might consider the new show after them (the ncis shows) so at least i have that imaginary family... the rest of the week i haven't made any memorable enough connections to bring me to remember what is on when, but the mentalist just reminded me i kinda like that show and whatever, ya know?... i could maybe look at a tv guide and put up a poster or something to remind me of what i might like to watch on any given night, but who has time for that, ya know?... a bit of x-factor for distraction, gonna be a while before that moves me i think... and of course i'd trade the one or libido sex or a true friend or at least interesting conversation for the illusions, but with nothing to trade the illusions are what i've got, ya know?...

ncis, weird

ncis starts up again next week and nobody to watch it with me (so weird that i am so into those characters when the concept, military cop show, is so not me... but the characters are my friends even if they wouldn't like me and i wouldn't like them in the real world {i mean, if they were real, that is}... a weird sort of illusion, these tv relationships)...

i really miss sharing the illusions... the stories... tv series... the movies, epic emo... the books, whole new universes... even in the background, nobody shares them today... but (with a nod to richard bach, even), i really miss making them real with someone in a shared illusion :)

almost famous

so much passes through this head from the background tv that is on now more than ever since jackson moved away as the sound keeps me company and occasionally there is something on i actually want to watch and so the football and the repeats of ncis and all the sci-fi shows and so much more amuses me and keeps me company but tonight, i realized that i have forgotten (not anymore, cuz i just remembered, at least one part) how much some films move me, inspire me, and are a part of my favoritest experiences in this life (when shared with someone or even just a film powerful enough to move me and be something i very much want to share with someone) and this is one...

besides, it has four of my favorite faces in it and three of libbo's favorite fantasies (of course i don't love it just for that superficial reason, but oh, if i could have only been there with them in some alternate reality where we were all friends and meant something to eat other and comfort and care for each other and... ok, you get the picture, whatever that picture might be in your mind... wouldn't you love to know what is really in mine lol... just have to climb under the covers for long enough to figure out how to show me you really want to know :)

the trouble is, tv ruins film... tv edits to fit allotted time... tv edits for content... tv edits to fit the screen... tv changes the story, the meanings, the power of film... tv destroys film... but we won't get into that for this moment and attempt to maintain the magic...

what?... yes, i refer to almost famous and the kid who reminds me of what's his name from sliders, i think and frances mcdormand who chooses some of the most interesting films in her career, and kate hudson, anna paquin, zooey deschanel (libbo refers to the last three faces each appearing in the top ten of the all-time libbo faces at one time or another and perhaps the highest rated libbo face film in the history of filmaking, perhaps... you'll just have to get under the covers to find out how much i am laughing with you and how much i am laughing at myself and how much i am laughing at the world {you?... that's up to you} that will never understand me... anyway, what was this about?)...

we must remember this...

remembering the days people actually waited at the airport right by the gate for someone to actually leave on a jet plane as in watching the plane taxi away from the gate, waving at the person as they look back at you through the tiny window on the plane, and then watching the plane gather speed down the runway and take off into the air...

remembering when dreams were shared...

remembering always...

i turn on the tv

to pretend i am not alone

classless whores

jay leno
nancy grace
WKMG Orlando
CNN
and of course, everything FOX

jay just couldn't wait to stick it to casey anthony, using her to try to be clever, something he so rarely is even with the tonight show writers (though i think the best left not long after johnny retired)... and when the audience sat there silently he did not show any respect or find a clue, he asked if his mike was working, the oldest most pathetic bit of desperation a comic grasps at to bully an audience into applauding after he repeats it... so typical of an insensitive egomaniac... or a republican...

who the fuck is nancy grace?... she comes off as a clown faced know-it-all who epitomizes the adage if you can't do, you critique and represents the worst whoring of the legal profession... she will say anything to get an audience and panders to the lowest ignorance and fear-based hatred in insecure people... she is a master baiter, a masturbating her audience of melodrama junkies with finger-pointing and table turning arguments so typical of the religious right culture that has god to defend them so they don't have to be held accountable for their gross irresponsibility and hypocrisy... the only reason i even heard of her is as one more self-righteous angry nobody waging her tail chasing the casey anthony bandwagon...

my dog makes more sense...

and then we come to the right wing media, the fair and balanced news corporations, which, whether we acknowledge it or not, includes CNN cuz, well, have you ever seen what ted turner does to movies?... control freaks think they know what everybody else needs and their blatent patronization of the stupidity so many wear as a badge of honor... fat jobless irrational pathetic people with obviously no lives to live of their own chanting appeal outside of the courthouse and the news media soaks it up... irresponsible parents bringing their children to the spot the decaying skeleton corpse of a child was found, innocent children exposed to the news media wondering what the depressing emo-circus is about, the emotional abuse carved into their helpless mindless faces...

and everyone except the judge and jury so certain she is guilty... everyone except the unbiased people who actually saw the evidence that the state, in all it's arrogant cockiness, presented... everyone except those who actually know acts astonished that those who actually weighed the evidence without emotion of the lynch mob mentality americans so dearly love could possibly come to a fair verdict...

and now, the news media will milk the aftermath, the tragedy... the noble fourth estate will haunt the mother who lost her daughter and the parents and anyone who dares consider that the evidence proved beyond reasonable doubt that there was reasonable doubt that she did it... americans addicted to watching other people's pain and suffering, maybe that's why we kill so many women and children all over the world every day, we are junkies for the pain, the tragedy, the suffering victims... so addicted are we that we must create victims just to find villains to hate...

pathetic human waste...

the voice

ok, i am biased, but i have adored dia frampton since before she was legal when i saw her grinning like a kid in a candy store at warped tour after knocking out a set of rock and roll that had such a unique twist the crowds surrounded the myspace tent to try to see who was making those beautiful sounds... and now, as if i was clairvoyant (or just lucky to be in the right place at the right time), i am watching dia in the finals on the voice, a commercially packaged singing contest that has some great talent and i am torn...

leave meg and dia behind?...

a few years ago i told dia she needs to be ready to shoot the moon, to be touched by an angel, to skyrocket to fame (or shyrocket, to be dia and play with words) and i hoped she'd be ready, that she would not let fear or insecurity or self-doubt get in her way... and that she would find a way to stay in touch with her roots, to not let fame shake her from her core...

the moment is approaching fast...

there will be no losers on this show, but winning will be the zoom, the moment... will she be torn away from her family and friends and how will that affect her?... will she be sucked into the adoration and usery that has abused and destroyed so many?... please no... i wish with all my heart that she finds an anchor, a link to herself that cannot be broken... a way to not get hurt... it is not too late (i won't believe it, even after all the experiences)...

all this from background tv?...

lol, lam, laa...

go dia :)

never liked leno

not from the very beginning, his humor was patronizing and condescending and his insecure ego always spoiled his comedy for me, but then, that could just be my imagination... or my perception, being me and all... anyway, tonight he again showed me why i don't watch him even though i used to love the tonight show... it was so obvious that nbc forced the four finalists from the voice on him as he disregarded and dismissed their performances with a cursory calling of their name introduction and then leaving them unmentioned (and even cutting them off) when he went back to talking with his guests... he is such a turn off for me that i don't even watch when someone i like is on his show because he ruins it for me with his disrespect and phoniness... and he did it again tonight... he won't be on the tube again by my choice...

dia, meanwhile, was so nervous, stiff, and incongruous... they dress her up like a conservative little kid from the sixties and then she sings an alternative anthem from the nineties on a show for grandmothers, definitely not good marketing... she should have done a song from the audience's generation or at least a throw-back like time after time that javier did... oh well, another blown opportunity cuz she just isn't ready, but someday, hopefully, she will get it and her magic will burst out just right...

i can see it, which is why i watch her... even on leno :)

missing most of it

the tv that may be on, even when it is on, is sliding around my consciousness more than entering into it and even more is not even available to my consciousness and even the tv watched is missed here in this blog cuz i don't return in correlation with the tv... so anyway, later there was nba playoffs and nhl playoffs and the voice for dia and ncis cuz it's ncis and just as i wonder why don't i put more links in this blog i remember it's the same reason this blog is missing most of it, no time, no time, no time...

and you? :}

softball

yup, i play it and i watch it, especially the ncaa women's world series and that's been the background tv for the past week or two (with a bit of nba basketball tossed in)... watching arizona state (who i picked from the start, not that it is that big a surprise) get runs in every inning against florida (and this game almost all the runs with two outs) doing to florida what florida did to alabama yesterday and tomorrow is another day...

and what have you been watching lately? :)

the motion picture

remembering how slow moving and utterly stiffling much of the film star trek: the motion picture was and is... beyond the pitifully ancient special effects and the obnoxious over-dramatic characters, the dragging storyline makes the character reactions and meaningless fear-based dialogue at best annoying and ultimately a waste of time... so why continue watching?... for that glimmer of an idea that the authors may have slipped into the story that gave the tv series it's worth, the occasional brilliant concept the roddenberry presented in spite of the poor acting and ridiculous presentation...

perhaps it is the irony of calling this a motion picture that can produce a moment of worthwhile amusement that remains it's final place in film history...

the game sucked, mostly because the chicago coach doesn't seem to understand basketball is a eam sport and just because a player wins mvp does not mean he can do it all... and if the coach does understand that, well, he can't control his mvp or team, so they lose again because they are predictable... crunch time it is derek rose one on one and the rest of the team goes to sleep... way to lose...

meanwhile,

Sunday, May 22, 2011

commercial destruction

i would be profoundly emotionally devastated at the moment instead of just a blog of goo sniffling back the runny nose between the tear drenched cheeks if the commercial tv idiots did not destroy the heart and soul of the film and yet, it is such a powerfully personally meaningful story that i still had to leave it on and fill in the gaps with memories of seeing it on stage a few times and and in a couple of versions on film in theatres and of course a few dozen times on video...

i refer to rent... the dream, the tragedy, the fear, the hope...

commercial tv disgusts me... there is no art, no heart, no soul in commercial television... backgrond noise, but then, fuel for memories, emotions, and hope for more... and no, that is not you've got mail on next... blow me away if not for the commercials...

and where are you and what are you up to tonight?

four stars?

home early from softball and looking for something to watch on tv, finding nothing but a sci-fi movie called children of men that the tv gave four stars and maybe i missed something good in the first 20 minutes that would change my mind, but watching the second 20 minutes i am wondering how this film could get four stars, unless it's on a scale to ten stars...

so predictable, so cheesy (church music when the man cries after the girl dies, holy obvious trust the hero moment, really, i mean, rather than actually using dialogue, storyline, and actions, but then, that is the delusional blind faith culture we live in so why bother with imagination, logic, reasoning, rational thought, and intelligence, after all)... the british accents are so think the dialogue is wasted in many places, but then, that is the british way quite often... halfway through all i see is a sadly poorly put together film)... on to something else...

the voice perhaps... christina is not at her best, sounds out of shape... ceelo sounded surprisingly good... blake is country, nothing spectacular, but the formula is obvious try to attract a crossover audience, what else can be said... the issue for me is that the judges are singers, artists, talent that have professional coaches and trainers and managers and agents and engineers to make them sound even better, so really, are they the right people, the experts at developing talent?... the best music producers do not perform because their talent is building a team that creates the package that is the artist...

apparently the producers did their job (and the real work) cuz the singers are already screened and the judges have been coached to play their parts in yet another staged reality show... but there may be some excellent voices to listen to if the scripted drama and judges egos don't get in the way...

meanwhile, backgroun tv is doing it's job, at least minimally, giving me a distraction to clear my mind and focus my mind on meaningless banter so i can either relax and nod off or drift into my own world of rhymes and babble and the fun of being me...

what's that about the egos? :)

human fears

the fear of nudity and more, the fear of not being perfect, especially not being in a perfect body (whatever that is) by current human standards completely dominates almost every media presentation and human activity... i can sometimes, when sleepy and easily distracted (and that does tend to happen), appear fascinated by the ritualistic lambasting and criticism of the supposed imperfections and the narrow minded idolization of the supposed perfect bodies...

something called the 25 most memorable swimsuit moments bring this to mind... the odd thing is that most of the people these media whores call hot or perfect are usually not attractive to me at all... though ok (oh kate), kate hudson is an exception...

ironically or not, it is my natural aversion to fat cuz instinctively i knew fat was a sign of laziness, apathy, low self-love, and unhealthy habits that lead to the lack of appeal for fat boobs (and that is what boobs are, the bigger they are, the more fat they contain, like it as most are trained to do or not), while a few inches below (abs) the slightest bit of fat is repulsive to most, which is completely illogical and another sign of the sheep-like blindness that most humans follow...

and let's not even mention that the show glorifies nipples and yet blurs them because, omigosh, we can't show nipples to children (ummm, breast feeding?... to debate the arbitrary definitions of sexy and sleazy, naughty and slutty, or whatever ridiculously (actually) meaningless words humans create to avoid these fears of sexuality and nudity, well, to me it's just stupidity... yeah, the illogic is so hypocritical as most fear-based thoughts are)... so i toss between laughing and feeling sad about this human fear and confusion...

oh, but they finish with phoebe, redemption?... though it was always her face that came first and her butt that came second for me, pun (and bun) not necessarilly intended (oh did i just give in to the attempt at a clever quip based on double entendre that growns with failure?... nyuk nyuk, right)...

maybe it's time to wake up and do something healthy, aye? :)

lucky idol

there is nothing good on tv up against idol except re-runs and i've seen the ones on tonight so i flip over to idol without enthusiasm to see how they are going to try to salvage this season and they so recognize the trouble they are in because for the first time they brought the people voted off by idol back to start the show and sure enough, three of the best voices were there... that was the best part of the show...

american idol loses to the losers...

it's partly the judges fault as they were cheerleaders for everyone and not providing real critique or differentiating in their cheering in all the shows i've seen so far... simon must be amused in so many ways (and he can afford the lower profits)... it is time for the judges get real (grow a pair) and actually criticize the poor song choices and limited talent of the remaining contestants... the rocker who probably has the most talent of those remaining will probably be the next to go if adam from last year who was more talented is any measure of the idol audience... cuz the teenie bopper girls using text message tricks to send mass-text messages to vote their boys into the top spots finally show through in the voting... no wonder simon left when he did...

going back to reruns of ncis cuz ziva and the rest are more fun to watch than the bland safe second rate singers left on this years american idol...

ok, just had to come back after reading such sensible truth about the show (and yes, i came back to listen to the show too cuz i am my own devil's advocate and want to see if there is any talent worth kicking the girls who should be the top three off the show... and sure enough, a whole lot of actual critique by the judges, suddenly... much better than the safe re-caps provided by usa today...

all in all, a disappointing reflection on american pop culture, but then, that's pop culture, as andy warhol may have pointed out best, pop is what is popular...

idol sucks

it is not a show i want to watch anymore (actually did not watch it this week cuz softball season started up again) because it is not a show that picks the best voice (adam's loss last year should have proven that, but this year is the last straw for me) or singer or performer, it is a show rigged by young techie kids, mostly little girls who know little about music or singing, who can mass-text for their favorite momentary heart-throb...

bye idol, simon must be laughing now...

ncaa championship?

wow, i couldn't keep my eyes on the tv even when i tried and i thought i'd want to watch the ncaa men's chamionship game but i've never seen such a poorly played chamionship game in any sport... 18% shooting for the game and that was with a big spurt in the forth quarter... through most of the game they had no (zero) points in the paint and were shooting under 10%... they went 1 for 20 shots from 2 point range before they hit their second 2 point shot in the second half... and they were leading 22-19 at halftime on a last second prayer three pointer... i feel sad for the butler team... heck of a night to have your worst game of the season, maybe ever...

and conneticutt was hardly any better... 53-41 final in a national championship?... pathetic... maybe this is the most mediocre ncaa bastketball year ever, or at least in a very long time... embarrasing all around... a number 8 team and a number 3 team in the championship and neither played like they belonged there...

wish it was not so...

being what where?

meanwhile, being human and stargate: universe keep me company when i have time to catch up on episodes and thank goodness for sci-fi, even though there is so little time and there are other shows that interest me much more, it is goo to have the time to wander into the creative play of the sci-fi mind...

in spite of the forced drama and conflict humans demand...

cooking shows

ok, i;ve got to say it (or write it), even if it is not popular or even comes off as cynical... maybe the stupidest thing on television yet is the plethora of forced drama in the kitchen, i mean, come on people, it's just food and it's the eating that matters most... we cook thousands of meals a year, stress and curse and fight over each one and you won't last the year...

it is such forced fake drama it is nauseating...

cook yourself something that will bring pleasure to your taste buds and stomach and life and above all, leave the stress on the fake tv shows, aye? :)

yeah, friends

lol, yup, that's life in my head these days, or years, to be more precise... the past year or so, especially since jackson moved in (two years or so then?), the characters on ncis have become friends (cuz we share the show and it's always more fun to get into a show with a real world frield) in that sense of i care about them and want them to be real and stay in this life (even if they never become real offline)... they remind me of people i once knew, a little, even though there's not a pure libbo fantasy on the show...

it's also that the show is on several nights a week for most of the evening and i didn't watch it while it was on... so i relax when i get a few nights a week with my ncis friends play their parts in the show while cooking or cleaning or browsing the web or whatever... it's reached a point where i find an episode i've seen about every third episode, or maybe every fourth episode, but more and more, reruns... alas, it will come to an end eventually, but until it does, every new episode is getting to know my friends better...

some days are like that (life is illusion, after all :)

dead navy guy

anyone who watches a certain tv show knows exactly what i mean and for better or worse, the obviousness of the opening of almost every show ought to make this show boring as hell, but i love the characters so much, i tune in whenever i can anyway... even if ziva did put on a few pounds...

yeah, i mean ncis...

meanwhile, i've been skipping idol the last few weeks and don't really miss it, but would watch if i remembered and was home or awake or whatever, especially if it was a shared experience, but that's personal and not background tv, now isn't it?... i have watched the ncaa tournament when i've been home and awake and remembering... surprises there, even if nobody is sharing these days... what?... i miss caprica, and that's not just libido talking... in fact, not much libido at that...

yeah, i mean g'nite :)

so much better than tv

experienced Wicked on stage tonight from the fourth row center and in spite of seeing the seams and zippers, seeing the facial expressions and being right there in the live theatre was worth every penny - wish i could do that every night (and if i had a million dollars, as the song goes, i would see a show a few times a week... nothing compares to live musical theatre... and the two new stars, wow, seriously, wow... they rival and may even surpass the original cast... jackie burns and what's her name (schwartz) are amazing, but so especially jackie... see it with her in it and you'll see wicked in a whole new light...

it's on a lot, actually

as it usually is when i have a roommate, so i ought to be using this blog to record what's on the tube in the background cuz that is what this blog is for... coming home from softball and shopping and eating, i found star trek: first contact on and watched the second half of it while i ate and now i'm choosing (or switching) between ncis, which is a staple in the background tv diet around here these days, and total recall a favorite film for the familiarity and memory and other reasons, and several ncaa basketball tournament final games on several other channels... if i get bored there are hundreds of other channels to explore, but typically i choose only a handful for the background tv at any given moment...

i was not surprised by idol this week, except maybe that i actually found time to watch some of it... last night i wasn't home, so i don't know what was on the tv if it was on... and so, there's the btv report for today, whenever today may be...

another idol

i enjoyed the girl at the piano a lot more than diddy, but then, i love music and singers and melodies and songs... most hip hop and rap is too much like preaching, whether it's hard edged, violent, or soft like the song he did tonight... preaching with attitude all about me me me and how good or great i am... sing me a story (that's the key, sing, you know?) and please keep your ego in check and above all else, keep your religion out of it...

tonight a touch of star trek:next generation, some actual news, which is seriously rare, a couple of the simpsons, idol, bones, and the mentalist and by then, hopefully, sleep...

meanwhile, the bottom three is not too surprising after last night, though two of them were in my original top four or five and one remained in my top five after last night because her first week was just that strong, but the personality is slipping and she is showing that she neds grooming, confidence, and more edge... my number one remains...

i still don't remember all their names, so i'll be politically incorrect and identify the bottom three as the black girl, the white girl, and the hispanic girl cuz visually they are and i'll pick the black girl to go first (actually, she was my first night pick for bottom three)... it probably doesn't help her (or any of the girls) that the majority of the idol audience is young white girls, so the boys have the huge advantage...

right, ashton... kid, the others are just better... and the judges will not use their save for ashton... she could get into a broadway show, she's not bad, but the others in that group of three are just better... even if the voting audience was not very skewed to the pretty boys...

idol report out...

idol 13?

not season 13, but the jump from 24 to 13 was kind of sudden, especially since the judges are being like uber saccharin nice like nobody wants to be blunt or the bad guy… too much gooey cheerleader crap becomes fake after a while though… so i tune out the judges and listen to the voices and i like some of what i hear and the top three i picked last week changed a bit, but number one is still number one, big time… two and three slipped a bit, but i wasn’t paying enough attention (and i tuned in a bit late) to remember the names of the guys (and they were boys) who might have slipped into two or three… my three remain in the top five for now though… maybe i'll pay more attention next week...

idol season 10

i missed the boys yesterday and missed a coup-le of the girls tonight, but from what i heard here are my picks for top three, in order, for week one... the difference between one and two was appearance and style and choice of song (personal preference and originality), though two had an amazing voice, maybe even better than my first pick...

Pia Toscano "I'll Stand by You" (The Pretenders)
Karen Rodriguez "Hero" (Mariah Carey)
Thia Megia "Out Here on My Own" (Irene Cara)

weeks shall pass and we shall find out if my semi-attentive impulse picks shall hang in there or be eliminated... i may not have the patience to be around the tv every week, but i'll tune in now and then and i'll check out what's happening on wiki and if you do, let me know what you think of the voices you hear :)

little interest of late

house was in the background for the last few hours as i started unpacking the kitchen stuff, but since there's not enough room for even half of our stuff, we'll have to decide what goes into storage when jackson has time to sort through the non-food stuff with me...

and i flip through the channels as i sit down and look up and see a favorite face (nicole deboer) in a really bad movie (unfortunately, she's done a whole lot of really bad movies, which slides her down the list of libbo fantasies, but there is so little interest in tv in my head tonight that it's ok...

on the old movies station there is the wizard of oz followed by gone with the wind (and i wonder if casablanca will be on to make it a 1939 movie trilogy) and hundreds of other stations offer hundreds of other video fair, but interest is not there, so i'll just leave it on in the background while eating the sandwich jackson brought home for me and so it goes, ya know?...

she was never high on libbo's list, but heidi klum's on-camera personality is adorable in that show with kids... her on-camera personality reminds me a little of kelly ripa... they over-do it at times, but they both do cute really well... in the nackground, of course :)

harry's law

lol... yeah, lol... not that the show is funny, though it seems to have some decent quirk possibilities, but more cuz i was just (earlier tonight and a few times in the past week or so) thinking about how i've not really had much to say about the background tv lately and here i am inspired to write a few words (and smile a sappy smile a shed an emo tear) by a show i accidently tuned into as i was looking for something to disctract myself from an achy neck and body discomfort that was keeping me awake when i should be asleep but what really has me awake is wanting to write/share more cuz it's been a while, too long a while, since i gave myself some time to take care of myself and the truly personally importantly meaningful things in my heart and mind (not to mention babbling and creativity) and wouldn't you know, that is pretty much what harry's law seems to be trying to be all about (with the usual poetic license)...

also enjoyed fringe tonight...

and wow, dying changes everything episode of house, ever see it?...

remembering snl

a long long time ago (and i don't mean american pie or even a linda ronstadt song), i found myself semi-wasted after a tour in the us army where drugs were easier to get than sex, but just barely, and both were a lot easier to get than arrested for carrying a gun on a white house tour, but that’s beside the point… where was i?... ah yes, remembering snl… i started this entry an hour and a half ago… and with jim carrey as the guest host, i decided to watch… a bit earlier i was on my way out to play games with friends when the jets-colts game got interesting so i decided to continue watching and by the time it was over, i decided to cook some dinner here and watch snl…

it was a long long time ago (is this where we came in?) when i was sitting home, or perhaps i was in pompano beach visiting friends, memory is not perfect and location was not as important as the memory of the feeling, the gleefully awakening of the feeling of revelation when something new emerges from the ether (or everything outside the head) as i watched the first episode of saturday night light… that first show was followed by week after week of the most different comedy i had ever seen on television and for almost two years i was drawn to watch every almost saturday night…

tonight was, as has been the case every year since those first shows, disappointing, but in that it rekindled memories of the original gleeful feeling, it was well worth staying home for… and here i am now, remembering another fond memory, lays barbecue potato chips, while eating the baked version thinking how lays baked barbecue potato chips taste much like pringles, which is quite disappointing as well… with each passing year everything seems to be more and more processed, less and less fresh, and i wonder how long the human race can continue like this…

and when will the next gleeful awakening feeling of revelation come? :)

mostly sports

tv has been mostly sports with some re-runs of ncis tossed in and the occasional cartoon or sci-fi distraction... life has been too busy for much of anything else... i've even been choosing music and browsing/reading the web and enjoy exploring youtube more than commercial toob lately... so what's new on your set?...