Withdrawl
I've gotten way too addicted to TV of late. I was already hooked on Gilmore Girls, Veronica Mars, Grey's Anatomy, CSI and Lost. Now, thanks to the boy, I've also started watching The Wire, Prison Break, Heroes, My Name Is Earl and The Office. I've also got a serious Ugly Betty habit, but I really can't blame that one on him. I can probably also blame some of it on getting a DVR.
But now all of my programs* are on extended breaks. What am I supposed to do without Veronica Mars until late January or Lost until February? It's not like I'm going to start watching Taye Diggs in the action-adventure version of Groundhog's Day. Sigh.
*Yes, I am approximately 85.
Just when I thought New York City was out of surprises
Last weekend, I saw an amazing bluegrass show in the basement of a Chinese restaurant in Williamsburg. Seriously. It was the best bluegrass I've seen since I lived the mountains of eastern Kentucky. Not that I've seen too many since then, but that's still saying something.
I guess clowns have to commute, too
Today on my way to the train station, I passed a man* dressed as clown and carrying a breif case. And he wasn't doing things half way either. He had a crazy blue wig, big clown shoes and face paint, the whole nine yards.
*I think. It was a bit hard to tell with the costume and such.
I've gotten way too addicted to TV of late. I was already hooked on Gilmore Girls, Veronica Mars, Grey's Anatomy, CSI and Lost. Now, thanks to the boy, I've also started watching The Wire, Prison Break, Heroes, My Name Is Earl and The Office. I've also got a serious Ugly Betty habit, but I really can't blame that one on him. I can probably also blame some of it on getting a DVR.
But now all of my programs* are on extended breaks. What am I supposed to do without Veronica Mars until late January or Lost until February? It's not like I'm going to start watching Taye Diggs in the action-adventure version of Groundhog's Day. Sigh.
*Yes, I am approximately 85.
Just when I thought New York City was out of surprises
Last weekend, I saw an amazing bluegrass show in the basement of a Chinese restaurant in Williamsburg. Seriously. It was the best bluegrass I've seen since I lived the mountains of eastern Kentucky. Not that I've seen too many since then, but that's still saying something.
I guess clowns have to commute, too
Today on my way to the train station, I passed a man* dressed as clown and carrying a breif case. And he wasn't doing things half way either. He had a crazy blue wig, big clown shoes and face paint, the whole nine yards.
*I think. It was a bit hard to tell with the costume and such.
