evilhippo: hippo (14 [determination])
2011-04-06 10:42 pm

My Porch is not a Cold Dead Place

1) The lemon balm and mint I had last year are sprouting leaves in my back porch planter. I wasn't expecting anything to come back, since I was pretty sure my back porch was deadly for plants. Hooray for being lazy and not pulling things up when they died back last year! (I also have a giant mango seed I want to try to germinate, but I kind of doubt that's going to work out at all.)
2) I have this idea that involves zombies and lately it's been like each brain cell that's thinking of zombies is infecting the nearest cells as well. Within a few days I think my brain will be producing nothing but thoughts about zombies. Oh well.
3) I keep thinking it's Friday because of catastrophic failure at work. My brain has just decided that this week is over, whether the inexorable march of time agrees or not.
4) It seems like another migration to Dreamwidth is underway. I'm probably not going to give up until LJ dies completely (or at least until something other than [community profile] scans_daily shows up on my reading page). But, should we all disappear here, I'm still [personal profile] evilhippo over there. (And I have two invite codes, should anyone need them.)
5) I keep wanting to rewrite my entry from last night so I can compare my 1am style to my 10pm style but... I think I probably have enough writing to do. (There's so much stuff that's missing! But I'm pretty sure you'll all live just fine without extra information about what John Darnielle was wearing and exactly how many people were playing the piano during the encore.)
evilhippo: hippo (105 [random])
2011-03-29 11:55 pm
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Also Spam

And a few things that have nothing to do with Portland:

So, did you hear what the Gaiman episode of Doctor Who is called? )

Also, I wish I wasn't overcommitted for writing right now, because there are some awesome prompts over at [livejournal.com profile] sharp_teeth's current round of prompting. Maybe one of you is bored and wants to write a Toy Story/"Blink" crossover. Or, better yet, Sesame Street/House of Leaves. (Me, I'm seriously considering the This American Life prompt, because apparently I am fixated on fictionalized NPR... and podfic, though that doesn't seem to technically be a category I will make it so.)
evilhippo: hippo (49 [truth])
2011-03-29 07:09 pm

Giant unedited Portland recap just in case you had absolutely nothing else to read, ever.

Word of the week: Topography. )

tl;dr Staple remover architecture. Topograhy! Food cart anarchy. How to kill a golf ball. Real seafood comes from the sea. Topography! I got a crew too (and we did a drive-by on Timbaland). Are you tired of the lj-user links yet? Water falls from the sky and off of topography. Water lurks on the shore. I get tired of the blow-by-blow and the language gets a bit out of hand. Squishy adorable sea things. Apocalypse dunes. Stalker rainbows. Where you can sea lions. (Also: topography!)

I've had "Pete Wentz is the Only Reason We're Famous" in my head for like, four days WHAT HAVE YOU DONE, [livejournal.com profile] look_alive?!
evilhippo: hippo (114 [in transit])
2011-03-26 08:48 pm

The West Coast Air

Well, I seem to have made it back from Portland in one piece, despite the best efforts of deer and fog last night, and Minnesota and Wisconsin and their snow this morning (never, ever am I moving north of here). I have a giant-long, tl;dr recap entry I'm working on, but it's going to take me forever to finish, so in the meantime, have some pretty pictures, mostly of Cape Kiwanda.

Ah, Oregon. So lovely (though I'm not the biggest fan of the almost omni-present damp). I'm definitely going to have to go back, though when I do I'm going to miss my native guides a lot. They were, after all, the entire point of me visiting in the first place, and without them I probably would've found a way to get myself washed out to sea, or fallen off some topography or accidentally been indentured to a food cart or something. [livejournal.com profile] zolac_no_miko, [livejournal.com profile] look_alive, and [livejournal.com profile] shichahn: you guys are awesome and I love you. So here is a picture of everyone looking appropriately epic. ♥s and also HNUUUURGH BORK BORK BORK.
evilhippo: hippo (41 [indescribable])
2011-03-23 01:25 am

It was all going well until the elephant...

There may come a time when you ask yourself "What does [livejournal.com profile] evilhippo make of Portland?" At that time, this may not be the best place to look, since I'm writing this on about 4 hours of sleep, most of which was on trains and planes. But! So far Portland has been about sandwiches and food carts and things that are not flat and sushi on conveyor belts and buildings that look like (and are) from the old west. Also my complete failure at having seen or read anything useful, the habit of forgetting what I'm looking for anytime I am within 15 feet of a bookstore, a poor misguided hipster cat that apparently harbors an affection for my bag (and shredding my hand), and people I've never heard of being the equivalent of 9 small dogs and a pretzel. Oh, and donuts shaped like people and full of delicious jelly.

So, to summarize: Portland is about food, weird things, and food. Only time will tell if I'm correct in this. We'll see tomorrow, I suppose.
evilhippo: hippo (36 [lies])
2011-03-22 12:24 am

All-Nighters

It's past midnight and I have to be out of here at 4:33 in order to catch my train. At this point, sleep is pretty much out of the question. So, instead, I'm wasting time online. And... and... someone please remind me that never in a million years would I need this set of drawers. Or the doctor's instrument cabinet. No matter how awesome they'd be in my imaginary east-facing loft with the fireman's pole and floor-to-ceiling windows and rooftop access with a garden.

(Still pretty cool, though.)

Also... I'm going to be in Portland in about 14 hours, woo! (And yet I know I won't be able to relax and be properly happy about it until I've actually caught my bus and made it to my train and to the airport and onto my first flight and made my connection to my second flight and then landed in Portland. Then I will be doing dances outside the airport until I locate [livejournal.com profile] zolac_no_miko.)

Edit: Nope, the two-hour nap was definitely a good idea.
evilhippo: hippo (23 [cautious])
2011-03-19 07:01 pm

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Somewhere, there is a shark. And after Bombshells (Hulu linkage), I'm not sure which side of that shark House is on. In as few non-spoilery words as possible: I have never seen regression look more like Glee. The entire episode is a collage of different genres, and while that is one of my favorite things to do, ever... it's a freaking weird way to cover something that is such a serious part of the show's mythos. And by the time we got to the musical number... Actually, the best explanation for the weird dissonance that produces is to have you watch it, but the only place it exists is on iTunes (here) and though it's free, if anyone else's computer hates HD video in iTunes as much as mine does that isn't going to do you much good. That number is just so weird that my immediate reaction was to put my hands over my face and watch it from between my fingers (which is how I always watch Glee, so maybe it has more to do with musical television in general, but...). But the thing I really couldn't shake? How much the whole visual style seemed to have been very thoroughly influenced by Panic! At the Disco or something. (Maybe it's the eye makeup, I just don't know.) Now that I've watched the video a couple of times outside the context of the episode, though, it's... still weird, but not nearly as much so. It stands up a little better as a kind of diversion than something in the middle of an episode (at a turning point, even). But now I want to tear into it as metaphor for what was really going on in that scene, because I know it's more than slightly awkward caduceus-themed steamgoth pastiche.

I also love that Hulu sometimes has the habit of posting little interviews with the writers of episodes, because I'm getting ready to level the literary scalpel again this episode (it's begging for it; 3/4 of it is in metaphor anyway), and I like to know exactly what I'm supposed to be looking for with "authorial intention." (I always find it kind of weird when writers speak with utter certainty about the nature of their characters. Then again, I don't have any characters of my own, so I have to take an uncertain stance toward what I write.) Between this and Bones, I think there is some meta coming up about TV Relationships and Audience Expectations vs Authorial Obligation to the Story.
evilhippo: hippo (111 [danger])
2011-03-09 09:27 pm
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evilhippo: hippo (62 [full])
2011-03-04 11:12 pm

And further off in the future

Because I am also occasionally capable of planning ahead... it turns out I'm going to Pitchfork Music Festival again this year. I missed last year because 1) 3-day passes sold out quickly and 2) I didn't much care for the initial line-up. But so far this year we have Animal Collective, Cut Copy, TV on the Radio, Fleet Foxes, Woods, Destroyer... and that alone checks off a good number of Bands I've Been Meaning To See. Then there are the rumor lists, which host a few other Usual Suspects that I'd be more than happy to see. (I love the rumors that Arcade Fire will show up, but do I think it'll actually happen? Not really. Would my summer be that much more awesome if I could check them off of my list? Of course. Would I be surprised if, if they were actually playing, Pitchfork kept them a secret until after tickets were sold out just to be completely ridiculously obnoxious? No... no I would not. And so, if I was going to entertain a conspiracy theory... that would be the one I'd pick.)

So! Anyone going to be in Chicago in mid-July that wants to come along? We'll wear skinny jeans and flannel shirts and I'll give you a ride on the back of my bike (we'll be so two years ago, it'll be awesome).

I've bought... a lot of concert tickets in the last few weeks. It kind of makes up for last year being particularly barren in that regard.

Spam spam spammity spam, sorry. Anyone else notice how I occasionally have these phases where I'm all "doom, gloom! everything is useless I am useless blah!" and then a few days later "screw all of this, I am going to do ALL OF THE THINGS until I feel better"? Because I am definitely noticing a pattern.
evilhippo: hippo (6 [yay])
2011-03-04 08:10 pm

Land of Port, Here I Come!

Hey guys, guess who plans vacations on like, two weeks notice? (I can dissect my motivations for this, but you probably don't want me to. The ones that aren't versions of insanity are: "I have been telling [livejournal.com profile] look_alive and [livejournal.com profile] zolac_no_miko that I was going to come visit for about two years and now they're going to scatter and if I don't come visit soon I will have been a liar." Which may, in a certain light, also be a version of insanity.) So yeah...

I AM GOING TO PORTLAND AT THE END OF THE MONTH!* Where I will get kidnapped by gangs of kids on fixies and visit the ocean and grow an epic beard and attempt to instigate fisticuffs between restaurant owners over whose foods are more hyper-local and make everyone's week as awkward as possible by not actually being there on any weekend days. Plus or minus a few of those, (except the last, which is a certainty). I dunno guys, anything is possible! Actually, since it looks like I'll be poking my nose around the city in the afternoons, anyone have any suggestions?

* You may have used a larger font and the blink tag, but you are not more excited than me, Ms No_Miko!
evilhippo: hippo (29 [omgwtfwasthat])
2011-02-27 05:29 pm

We're all doomed

I was semi-reliably informed today that Chicago is "finally hip". We've pulled up alongside New York City, apparently because in the last ten years or so we've become shinier (in reality, we are shinier because we wanted the Olympics, I think, and it hasn't worn off yet. But that doesn't stop me from enjoying it! I also think Rahm will have to maintain the shine for a little while, at least, or risk looking like a bad mayor). Also we're located on a pretty lake, we've run the midwest out of trees (and parks out of names--we've been numbering them lately), and we finally found a solution to the "no street vendors" issue*.

Aside from my hipster worries about people coming and upsetting the delicate balance of "not terrible" the city has achieved in a the last couple of years... it's kind of right. Since about 2008 we've gone from an odd grey little city with a mob history that suddenly found itself politically relevant to one that suddenly had free concerts nearly every night of the week**, that was courting designers and start-ups, that suddenly has movies and tv shows filmed in it, that was home to recent juggernaut Groupon***... etc etc.****

* Okay, this is seriously the most amusing thing in Chicago right now. We are currently plagued by cupcake trucks. Sometime around August or so, last summer, the city officially approved the sale of "prepackaged" food from trucks on the streets (still no food prep on the go). There'd been one food truck already in the city, that managed to get itself licensed as a restaurant due to a bit of a fluke (really, the best sort), but other than a few illicit outfits that was it for street food in Chicago (and said food truck, All Fired Up, pretty much hit bars after midnight). Now, however, I cannot leave work for lunch without tripping over lines for Flirty Cupcakes or Sprinkles or any number of other recent additions to the cupcake van business. There's also a truck that sells nothing but macaroni and cheese, and one that sells nothing but meatballs. I mean, I know of people that are stunned that we manage to sustain a business that serves nothing but popcorn, but this is a whole new level of food single-mindedness. (And I love it. A part of me wants very, very badly to open a food truck. And, now that I've heard that Kitchen Chicago is how some people do it... I'm very tempted (now that we're equal with NYC) to get up early, make a giant batch of bagels, find someone to make some artisanal cream cheese, package them together, and then sell them off the back of my bike. I mean, really, what is a city without a bagel vendor in the morning? And I'd probably get points for being crazy. (And if I do this soon, people are more likely to notice, since there's only the plague of cupcake vans and a handful of actual food vans in the city right now. This summer, I imagine, will be a different story.) Oh! And one other perk to the food van thing! It's also been picked up by farmers. This morning, I stopped by C & D Farms' van to get some bacon and fresh eggs. It was parked not more than three blocks up the street from me. On one hand: I'm pretty sure you don't get much more ridiculous yuppie-hipster-locavore than that and everyone within 50 yards is probably shaking their heads and rolling their eyes. On the other: The inevitable two dollar surcharge for letting animals roam free goes directly to someone who knows the animals personally (and, also, who remembers her customers and teases me for being able to balance my bike while using both hands to load eggs and bacon into my already-overfull bag. There's something quite nice about that. It reminds me of the farmstands at home, even if it is on four wheels and was driven over from Indiana).******

** Number one reason I am looking forward to it being warm again. There have been rumblings that New Music Mondays and the other free concerts at Millennium Park might be ending this year, and if they do... I am going to be so sad. I'm sure it's not cheap for the city, but it really makes every single thing about the city at least 70% more tolerable. Even if things like the She & Him show last year sometimes make it entirely impossible to find a place to lock your bike up in the loop.

*** Still haven't hired me and are doubtlessly luring more helpless writers into the city, further saturating the market for strange jokes, puns, and general surreal copy. Why must you ruin everything, Groupon?!

**** There's actually a part of me that wonders if I've just figured out how to use the city properly, but that article does seem to present some evidence that it's not just me, and the city was suckier when I first came here back in 2003... I worry when I see articles like this, though, because I'm used to reading them after the fun part is over, and it makes me feel like Chicago is already done being "hip" and by summer we'll be overrun by people who also want to be "hip" (who will then encounter next winter and go home, provided they're not from NYC or something, since at least we're better at dealing with snow). Plus there are still things like this and I mean... Minneapolis, Madison, Cleveland (Heights), but no theatre in Chicago can bother? Psh.

****** Yes, actually, all I really wanted to write about were the food trucks, but I kind of got distracted.
evilhippo: hippo (18 [brilliant])
2011-02-18 09:40 pm
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Just me and my pale legs, moving through the world

Hoooooh-boy guys. It's been a long, long time since I've gone off to a concert and really, powerfully wanted to bring the band home with me and keep them forever. I think the last time I wanted to kidnap someone was Andrew Bird the first time I saw him, many many moons ago.

I've had an entire day to think about it now, and I'm still convinced that Josh Ritter is magic and I wasn't just starving for entertainment. The first thing I mention is always the crowd though, so let's just get this out of the way: those that were standing still with their arms crossed were doing so out of shyness, not pretension. We all sung harmonies, we slow-danced with our neighbors, and no one pushed. So, points already in favor of the crowd.

Then there was the opening act: Scott Hutchison, of Frightened Rabbit fame. I've never been a big fan of Frightened Rabbit, but I remember seeing a bit of their set at Pitchfork a few years ago, and found them more endearing in person (I think it's the Scottish accents). And Scott, Scott... how to describe this. He came out on stage wielding a bottle of beer, which he waved at us in greeting. He then proceeded to play through "Modern Lepper," though he flubbed some of the words. I think at this point most of us were expecting it to be because he was drunk (he was), but he then launched into a story about how last time he was in Chicago (playing at the dreaded Double Door) during that song he'd become acutely aware that he had a hair stuck in his throat and that it was "pubic in nature." He'd suddenly remembered this during the song, throwing him off his train of thought, and now, yes, Chicago shows are associated with him having a pube in the back of his throat. (The reason for said pube was not elaborated upon, beyond "And I hadn't been anywhere near that... region... in a long time!") He waved the beer at us once again, took a sip, apologized for the story, and then announced that he had no set list and would just take requests.

It was pretty much awesome.

And then there was Josh. He bounced out onto the stage with his guitar and immediately started into a lovely acoustic song. I actually don't remember the name of it, because this is also the first concert I've been to in a long, long time where I knew no more than a third of the songs that were played (and what a way to be introduced to the rest of his catalog).

But here's the thing: all through the song and, in fact, all through the entire show, he was just unabashedly happy. He was bouncing up and down, he was grinning uncontrollably (I paused to wonder if he was maybe high), but it just seemed so unselfconsciously sincere I was pretty much immediately smitten. He waved his arms, he held his heart, he mimed hanging himself, he waltzed all by his lonesome across the stage to "The Curse". It's like he was so caught up in the music he couldn't help it. I've tried to figure out a good way to explain the complete inability I have to objectively look at this concert, because I spent an inordinate amount of time staring up at him thinking "Omg, if I could just keep you life would be so much better." It was kind of like the instinctive reaction you get when you look at one of these*. Kind of... contagious cheerfulness brought on by copious amounts of very large smiling.

His unbridled enthusiasm for playing music for us aside, he and his band are also freaking awesome. Even the slow stuff, which I normally zone out for at a show, was wonderful, and there were always lines that just made me, well... jealous, as a writer. Why can't I write "Because the keys to the kingdom got locked inside the kingdom / And the angels fly around in there, but we can't see them". Why can't I sing "What five letters spell "apocalypse" she asked me / I won her over singing "W.W.I.I.I." I mean, ugh, it's a love song but it's about the Cold War and ending the world and it's full of metaphors about nuclear power and... and... it turns WWIII into a bridge, darnit. (Also note the grin that keeps sneaking onto his face in the second link. It was like that all night. How can you not grin back?) Not to mention the questionably intentional degeneration of a monologue about the mayoral debates and midwestern weather into a cover of the Talking Heads' "Once in a Lifetime."

Anyway, point being: Josh Ritter--fantastic showman. Very charming. Wonderful music. Likely future subject for illegal cloning experiments.

* May not be true for [livejournal.com profile] apple_pathways, as I am not sure of her stance on sea creatures that are impossible not to personify. Should anyone have an adverse reaction to the above picture, do not assume any direct correlation to how you would react to seeing Josh Ritter perform.
evilhippo: hippo (60 [frolick])
2011-02-16 08:16 pm

Literary Mayoral Nonsense

It's after 8, I just got home, I'm tired... but sometimes very random things cheer me up. For example, the last 24 hours of tweets from @MayorEmanuel. It's a touching, surreal story of a vulgar man getting in touch with the city he's trying to win over. (It's a story about hide-and-seek, fermented baby food, a tower of dibs chairs, and the disembodied heart of Studs Turkel.)

Really, it's a good thing most of the other candidates have been kind of unconvincing because the Cult of Rahm produces some very entertaining stuff, and I hope to see it continue. And the best part is that Rahm actually sort of endorses it (and I mean, what else do you do with a reputation like his?) In fact, he offered to donate to the writer's charity of choice if they revealed themselves (most people think it's someone within his campaign, though, so he might just be looking to show them some stabs for making people think he hangs out with a duck).

Definitely the most entertaining local election I've ever been witness to, though. Did I mention one of our candidates calling someone a crackhead? Oh Illinois politics. I ♥ you so.
evilhippo: hippo (6 [yay])
2011-02-13 10:29 pm
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Pah!

Psh, I knew the Arcade Fire sold out this year. What else does an Album of the Year Grammy mean, right?

A moment of silence while I re-contemplate my taste in music. Also, to decide which of my hats looks tastiest (mercifully when I made that bet I excluded the hat on my head, which happened to be my favorite). Frak, they won over Lady Gaga, I mean... what? I figured my hats were entirely safe!

I'm going to pretend that this has some bearing on my life and go to bed happy. (But man, I wasn't even watching the Grammys and it was tedious.)

P.S.: This photo was mostly for the benefit of the winner of the bet, but... the brown one looked tastiest, and I haven't worn it in a while (plus it's not fuzzy, nor is it my Sherlock Holmes hat).
evilhippo: hippo (134 [morbid])
2011-02-07 08:52 pm
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Lies and/or other lies

I don't have the attention span for anything substantive tonight, so instead I'm nabbing a meme from [livejournal.com profile] zolac_no_miko and [livejournal.com profile] look_alive because... well... it's kind of awesome.

I would like all my LJ friends to comment about how you got to know me. But I want you to LIE. That's right. Just make it up. If you'd like, copy this to your journal so I can do the same.
evilhippo: hippo (67 [icicles])
2011-02-01 08:15 pm
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Snomg '11

As a lifelong midwesterner, I'm naturally a skeptic about big snow storms. Everyone is always "Oh! Lots of snow tonight!" "Oh, it's going to be a blizzard." And then in the morning there are three inches or less and it's just mildly inconvenient.

But! Finally, it looks like we have one that's going to live up to the hype. Part of Wrigley Field blew off, there are already two-foot snow drifts in my backyard, you couldn't see three feet out the bus window on the way home... it's pretty awesome.

However, my skeptic's instinct remained in effect in regards to the forecast for "15-20 foot waves"... until recently, when I came across this: "A lakefront flood warning went into effect at 6 p.m. because of the possibility of 25-foot wind-whipped waves crashing through the ice along the shore and washing over Lake Shore Drive."

I already walked almost a mile in this. Someone please remind me that it's a bad idea to walk out to the lake and see. No matter how much I want to. (But seriously, when else am I going to get to see 25-foot waves on Lake Michigan?? I have boots! And a down coat! I can make it, right?)

I also need to stop treating tonight like tomorrow's a snow day. Even though the courts are closed and the Chicago Public Schools are closed and every business in the area is closed, the CTA is still running and it was made clear to me that, if there's a way for me to get to work tomorrow, I'm expected to be there. Sigh. Maybe my doors will freeze closed (and then I'll climb out the window and play--the last blizzard I remember was like, 1993, and it was so much fun. I mean, I was 8, but whatever. It's not like snow is any different now. Even if I'm technically expected to work. If Lake Shore freezes solid because of those waves it's fair to say I can't make it to work, right? Even though it's entirely possible for me to get to work on the train...)

Edit (A few minutes later)... Just went outside and the door froze behind me. Maybe not trying that again. Maybe grabbing a can of lock de-icer and my boots...
evilhippo: hippo (101 [devious])
2011-01-27 10:18 pm
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In which I steal a meme from Reddit and go to bed early

I've actually had time to be bored tonight! It's awesome! I'd forgotten what bored feels like. I've read the NYT, watched the Chicago mayoral debates (Rahm really seems to have it in for limousines and private jets. Also no cursing. I am disappoint!), tried to catch up on the world... and then I puttered around Reddit for a bit and came across a question I would like to pose to all of you, because 1) bored! and 2) for some reason these kind of questions have been popping up all the time lately and I've realized that I never ask people nonsense secretly-about-life-philosophy questions.

Which (one) of these magical items would you choose, and why? (Assuming a no-trick-genie rule here, because I don't want to think about being crushed under a metric ton of moose jerky.)

1. A pot that can produce 1,000 kilograms of any food a day.
2. A bracelet that keeps weather perfect wherever you go and within a 250 kilometre radius.
3. A necklace that allows you to touch books and instantly absorb knowledge from them, without reading.
4. An unlimited bottle of perfume that will make you wildly attractive to the opposite sex (or same sex if you’re gay), which cannot be used on anyone you love.
5. A watch that allows you to reverse time by a minute or less per day.
6. A bell that when rang fixes any one object at a time, excluding living things, within a minute.
7. A chocolate bar, with twelve pieces, that makes anyone who eats a single piece invincible and youthful until the age of 160.
8. A no fuel required, maintenance free, eight person van that can take you anywhere on the planet within one second.
9. A remote control that allows you and another person to change, superficially, into anyone you want; the effect lasts until you decide to revert.
10. An immortal dog that poops out one gold coin every time it goes to the bathroom.

As for my answer... )
evilhippo: hippo (125 [herp derp])
2011-01-19 10:41 pm

Crap Telly!

Compare! Contrast! Two of my favorite things!

I should be cleaning my apartment but because of whatever vague neuroses actually dictate my day-to-day life, I've instead spent the evening watching The Cape and (the American version of) Being Human. (While you're all rolling your eyes, I would most definitely like to point out that I did stop watching Glee, so at least there's that.)

So, after devoting my evening to campy sci-fi and pseudo sci-fi shows, I am now consumed with the urge to snark about at least one of them figure out why one of them works and one doesn't!

Do any of you care about spoilers? I wouldn't, but... just in case. Spoiler: I come down in favor of the one with a British pedigree... )
evilhippo: hippo (116 [music])
2011-01-08 08:18 pm

New Year's Resolution: The Musical

So, as most of you are probably aware, [livejournal.com profile] apple_pathways and I have an ongoing musical battle going on, in which we challenge each other to come up with playlists for random things. She tripped me up pretty badly by asking for my favorite holiday songs, and I (apparently) caused just as much trouble with the current challenge: New Year's resolutions, the musical! At least three songs you yourself would be willing to sing in response to "What is your resolution this year?

A Prologue, Three Resolutions, and an Epilogue )
evilhippo: hippo (70 [hmph])
2011-01-05 08:35 pm

Dude, you guys!

To the three heathens that made me watch Luther:

... )

As for the rest of you... you should probably watch Luther if you haven't already (I was a bit behind with this). Just saying. Everyone's life needs more British crime drama.

For those of you who are interested in nothing of the sort: I also made 16 pieces of spaghetti tonight that were each at least four feet long. It was awesome. But not at all in the same way Luther is.