Am I Caught in a Hit and Run?
- There’s something wonky about using bullets in this particular theme. Click on the subject above to view it without wanting to throw your head through the screen.
- Torontoist put together a catalogue of “best cover songs.” Go and watch the acoustic version of Paula Abdul’s “Straight Up.” It might just change your life.
- Watched ANTM: British Invasion tonight, which collapsed an entire cycle into a two-hour special. I was annoyed that it consumed a full 120 minutes of my life, especially because you can’t really get to know the girls when three months become two hours, so it’s almost not worthwhile. Tyra could stand to take a few fashion lessons from British judge Lisa Butcher (who apparently gets replaced after Cycle 1), who did not share Tyra’s vagina arms or her drag queen aspirations. Thank God. Also sparer were the girls’ digs, which consisted of plain bunk beds and… wait for it… wait for it… undecorated walls. That’s right: no monumental Tyras, no garish colors, no bling-themed rooms. Which… really didn’t give me much to make fun of, honestly. The girls, whom I found pretty mediocre (although I’m glad Lucy won!), mostly took themselves fairly seriously, the photo shoots were unimaginatively themed, the challenges unmemorable. No tranny runway divas, no little orange men, no Hair Wars or fake skydiving. All those excesses of stupidity we’ve come to love in ANTM. Or at least come to love to make fun of.
- If it’s Britain’s Next Top Model, and not UK’s Next Top Model, does that mean that they discriminate against Northern Irelanders, or was it just a matter of what sounded better?
- I was very sad to hear that Peter Boyle died. He was one of my favorite villains (Bill Church) in Lois & Clark.
- In other life news, I have yet to start making my Christmas cards, let alone mailing them, so if you’re on my Christmas card list, consider yourself lucky to receive something by New Year’s. But I’ve had A Very Important Project that had to be completed this week, and I couldn’t start with Christmas cards until it was done.
- When the hell did it become mid-December? I mean, I know I say this every year when the holidays roll around, but honestly. I’m going home for Christmas… next week?
- Off to bed so I can go for a 6am run tomorrow. When did it get so fucking dark in the mornings? I swear that crept up on me, too.
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current book: Oh, Moby-Dick, if only you weren’t so heavy! I can’t decide whether to move on or give it another go. But my work bag feels so much lighter without it.
current music: Been pretty quiet lately. Listened to Lucinda Williams’ Essence last night.
current socks: Tall, fuzzy, argyles in three shades of blue.
