Posts Tagged ‘TV Is AWESOME’

So, things that are awesome:

Big Time Rush. I LOVE THESE GUYS. No, really, I watch every episode and have downloaded and PAID FOR their songs. LOVE THEM.

Flashpoint, Haven and Warehouse 13: If you aren’t watching these shows, then I have no idea what you are doing with your free time. Seriously.

Cupcakes. Like very small versions of awesome. You know, foreigners sometimes call them fairy cakes. Silly foreigners.

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In other news, I had to defer my annual boob squishing in order to have my tri monthly migraine.

I feel better now.

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Hex Bug Nano. My worst nightmare, turned into a child’s toy.

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OK, I’m gonna go stare at the oven, in the hopes of a baked goods miracle.

So, it’s Shark Week, and I keep running into people who are like What’s the big deal? What’s so great about sharks?

This is brain freezingly annoying.

Sharks ARE AWESOME. They are an apex predator, the top of the ocean food chain, and yet, unlike other top predators, we know almost nothing about them.

Like lions. They have been studied and researched, and so we know tons about them. But great white sharks? Not only do we not know much about them, they have never been able to keep one alive in captivity for more than a matter of days. That is fucking fascinating.

I have been fascinated by sharks since I was seven, which is when I saw Jaws for the first time. Yeah, I was scared out of my wits, but I was also seriously interested.

And so I started to read everything I could about sharks, and was amazed. They have barely changed in the millions of years they have been here. There are sharks that can swim in fresh, brackish water, and have been seen some 400 miles up river. There are so many different kinds of sharks, it could make your head spin.

They are beautiful, and amazing and seriously endangered, because of the fear generated about them, because they are a delicacy in some parts of the world, and because they are casualties of commercial fishing. And since they reproduce slowly and infrequently, there have been serious inroads made into the populations.

So the fact that great whites have been seen off the New England coast and elsewhere off the US is excellent news, because the presence of apex predators is an indicator of a healthy ocean ecosystem.

So yeah, I love the Shark Week. And yeah, I love the sharks. And no, I do not swim. I mean, I know how, I just choose not to. Small price to pay, I think.

I had burritos for breakfast. Not breakfast burritos, just burritos.

I am not locked in to your bourgeoisie ideas of appropriate meals, dude.

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Yesterday, the Unbearable Hotness of Robert said on the Twitter that I have all the programming savvy of a Luddite. I was going to be offended, but then I realized that he was absolutely correct. I can’t even do my WordPress updates without breaking my blog.

Very lowering, but totally correct, I’m afraid. And why I’m not allowed to do anything to the blog except post to it.

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Not sure what los Gatos would do if I died. Well, first of all they would have to find somewhere else to sit.

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I’ve been watching that new show Haven on the SciFy channel. It’s quite good. Also Rizzoli and Isles on TNT and Leverage. See, I DO watch more than cartoons. I also watch shows about murder.

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I’m not sure I like your tone.

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And now I’m gonna go live my life. And by that, I mean watch some TV.

I am not sure if I have mentioned this previously, but I am seriously obsessed with the made for TV boy band Big Time Rush.

Perhaps it is because as a child I watched the Monkees on the afternoon show  The Banana Splits. I LOVED THAT SHOW. And I loved the Monkees on that show.That was back in the day, when a remote was a square thing with one button on it, and when you pushed that button the dial on the TV turned, click click click. Mostly you had to get up and walk across the room to change the channel. No, it’s TOTALLY TRUE.  And there were only four channels, NBC, CBS, ABC and PBS and they all went off the air at, like, eleven every night. FOR SERIOUS.

Anyway, I am seriously considering downloading a bunch of BTR music and I routinely tape the show. They wear hats with shrubs on them and have wacky plans/adventures. What? I like it.  SHUT UP.

OK, filing under What The Fuck? :

My cable box broke. AGAIN. And then I got on the phone and insisted they give me a refund. And then they did.

I would rather have fucking cable. And also, the woman I dealt with the first time? TOTAL COCKNUCKLE. The woman who gave me the refund? Seriously awesome.

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Filing under SERIOUSLY AWESOME:

THE OLYMPICS, MOTHERFUCKERS!

I LOVE the Olympics. Winter more than summer, but still. LOVE! I am seriously excited that they are in my time zone this time, making it MUCH easier to watch EVERY. SINGLE. MINUTE. of the Olympics. I even watch curling with something akin to anticipation and joy.

I’m not sure if it’s the stories or the competition, both things I dearly love, but I swear that I would rather watch the Olympics than almost anything else.

So. I’m pretty psyched.

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Filing under My Friends Are Weird:

My pal Tim, of I’m Not Benny fame, got a cell phone a few months ago, and now sends me random text that sometimes make sense, but are generally funny.

This week he sent me a picture of his new desktop background, which was a large CRAZY ASS bee and the words I’M A BEE, MOTHERFUCKER!

This caused me to LOSE MY SHIT on a public throughway in Seattle. I nearly walked into a phone pole. Why did I think it was funny? Couldn’t tell you. All I know is that I proceeded to text it to a whole bunch of people, including Fathead, and I’m pretty sure that no one found it as funny as we did, because we’ve been texting it back and forth ever since.

We are goobers.

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Filing under, oh, hell I don’t know, CHEESE? I had this conversation with Sizzle:

me: Cave. Aged. Gouda.