Tonight's theme: feminist annoyance! Not all the way to rage. In fact, I feel like pulling a Danny and taking a day off from having values. Manana, manana.

( Bones )

( Supernatural )

Luckily, I have some shiny new shows to distract me, like Castle (fun and fannish-friendly), and junebug_waltz just got me hooked on Greek (adoooorable), and I'm having an Avatar: The Last Airbender renaissance after getting my mom hooked. More on that later.

This show is RIDICULOUS. It is LIKE FANFIC.

( which is why I love it [squee beyond this point] )

( but also why it is a poor TV show [no squee beyond this point] )

All of which, of course, only makes me want tons of fanfic. Because there is nothing we can do that is more ridiculous than the show itself. With this much free-floating slash and vague angsty backstory, it's practically our fannish imperative.

I held off on posting this until today because I didn't want to tempt inmyriadbits away from her paper, but OMG WHITE COLLAR. NEW FAVORITE.

Seriously, it's like someone took my favorite part of Catch Me If You Can and had a sweet, sweet orgy with Leverage, Burn Notice, and my favorite character types (clever conmen/thieves and competent law enforcement) to produce the beautiful snarky child that is White Collar.

( I have been watching my friends list explode, and I think it's warranted )

Also, the new conmen/tricksters/thieves comm thebigstore is just in time to catch the fannish wave, methinks. (ps, seekrit message to Lindsey - you should totally finish off your post on The Big Con and put it up there.)

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I was at Best Buy earlier, and took some time to drool over the boxsets I cannot afford, like Supernatural. I was amused that all the cover art is basically the same: the boys, large and shiny against a dark backdrop (usually involving headstones somehow), with the Impala lurking behind. EXCEPT for the S4 boxset, which has Castiel lurking in the background. LMAO. (don't worry, darling Impala, Dean fandom still loves you best)

Okay, what the hell? Were we even warned about LJ doing maintenance for two hours? I don't remember being notified, and there isn't anything in the news comm, but the little status thing said it was "scheduled". ARGH. I WANTED POST EP SQUEE. AND THE PEOPLE NEED THEIR DOWNLOADS.

ANYWAYS. Supernatural!

First off, the things I predict fandom in general will squee most about this week:
( Top Four )

The things the Dean/Cas shippers are going to pick out as slashy and squee about the most:
( Top Five )

( Random other thoughts: )

Uh, wow. ( spoilers for Free to Be You and Me )

Also: next week is going to hit about fifteen different story kinks of mine. Damn, I've missed being this excited about a TV show.

*happy sigh* I love premiere season.

( Bones 5x01: The Harbingers in the Fountain (I can't believe it's season 5 already, yikes) )

*****

( Supernatural 5x02: Good God, Y'all (why does no one spell ya'll the right way?) )

*waves* Some Wyoming RV parks apparently have wireless, who knew? Hurrah for modern technology!

In between stopping at beautiful places to let my jaw stretch out and exercise my picture-taking finger, and occasionally stopping at less beautiful places to buy candy and exercise my aunt and uncle's herd of dogs, I have been immersing myself in the new Star Trek fandom. (has there been a consensus on an acronym yet? I'm fond of AOS myself, but I always refer to it as "the reboot" in conversation. ST:XI is just awkward to type.)

It's a weird experience, this fandom. I've never felt so familiar and comfortable with a universe before, while simultaneously feeling like the biggest newbie EVER and having that new-canon thrill. I didn't even feel this ignorant in my *first* fandom. (Perhaps I have gained fannish wisdom, knowing that I do not know anything, or something.) Whatever is going on, I'm writing fic, so help me. It may even get finished!

In the meantime, watching TOS (series and movies) is providing interesting food for thought.
( wittering and fannishness )

One last note: William Shatner (and therefore TOS Kirk) has grey eyes. GREY. I realize the filter on the show makes it difficult to tell, but internet research and careful observation have led me to the truth: not brown, not hazel, not green, not hypnotic pools of green. Grey.

I should go to sleep now. I'm going whitewater rafting in the morning! (don't hate me Lindsey)

Oh GOD I love this show SO MUCH. Thank you, CW, for recognizing the awesome and giving us a chance at more.

( Spoilers for SPN 2x22 )

I am over the moon about Doctor Who's third season. I tried to love the Tenth Doctor last year, and I did love the way Tennant played him at odd moments, but he and Rose were driving me nuts with the smugness and the superiority and the way they were hardly ever serious, even when they should've been.

But this season has been totally awesome, I'm head over heels all over again. New New New Doctor, as it were. ( general spoilers for season three )

( spoilers for Gridlock )

So, just finished watching...

( Show FTW! Except for the whole hiatus thing, argh )

OMG! I just saw Supernatural, am writing from beyond the grave. Please send Winchesters.

Just a quick post before I collapse to sleep (again). I've been running around with Mom all day: we committed some aggregious acts of shopping with hefty hauls of cough medicine and dorm supplies, followed by Studio 60. I must say, I never expected to bond with Harriet at all, much less over random trivia geekery. Good job, Sorkin. More, please, with a side order of better ratings!

I had an amazing time at WinchesterCon, which I will post at length about very soon, and met many old fandom friends and made even more new new ones. My only regret is that I couldn't force my body to go to most of the evening parties. Stupid germs. Or virus, or whatever. Our hotel room was sooooo sick this weekend, yuck. We actually had to call down for more Kleenex at one point - an accomplishment that I am obscurely proud of performing.

Okay, time to sleep.

I finally watched the second episode of Studio 60, and I've been trying to come to terms with my disappointment. The show isn't bad, it's just not good enough. I was expecting better - maybe too much, but better.

I feel like I barely know the characters, and what I know so far I don't especially like. The only person I like so far is Cal, to be honest: he stood up for something he believed in, and took a risk out of loyalty, out of love. On the other hand, I don't know *why* Matt, Danny, and the others are fighting for the show. So far, all they seem to love is being a fountain of sarcasm about the world at large. With Sports Night and The West Wing, there was a deep passion that drove all the characters, and they may be cynical but it was all in the course of working on something they loved.

Matt and Danny are classic Sorkin buddy boys, and I can't *get* them. There's obvious affection and chemistry, but they barely talked in this one and I'm missing something. Maybe it's a lack of history; same thing with Matt and Harry. I don't know what happened - I believed in Dan and Casey from the beginning, in Sam and Josh, in Leo and Bartlet. Am I jaded? Seeing the past pairs instead of these guys?

The timing of the humor is driving me nuts, too. That idiotic laugh track on SN S1 was so bad because the humor didn't expect a laugh - it was conversation, it was flowing, it was continuous. The funny didn't show up in chunks - it wandered through the length of the show. Anyone remember Natalie and her water glasses and poor Dan's writer's block? Or Donna's crusades? Or anytime Toby really got a hair up his butt?

In Studio 60, the opposite is true. Half the jokes are so obvious that I chuckle, but don't laugh: the scene in the writing room, when Matt gives the speech about professionalism and Harry comes storming in; most of Jordan's lines (is she supposed to be this bad at jokes? because hers keep falling flat); the whole Matt's-on-drugs stuff in the pilot. I feel like they're so used to playing to an audience, all their humor is waiting for approval, instead of simply being witty. To paraphrase Matt himself, they're asking for the laugh when they should be asking for the butter.

For the love of God, Sorkin, start asking for the butter again. I'll be here, waiting.

I finally, finally caught up on Battlestar, and this is what they do to me?!?

I APPROVE. (in a traumatized, Stockholm Syndrome manner. I told Lindsey this finale was worse than all of the Alias S1 cliffhangers put together). Except for the whole S3 doesn't start until October thing. WTF Skiffy?

Oh, man, must sleep. Start job tomorrow. Have to be in at the time I normally start waking up. Very slowly.

In conclusion: Battlestar has regained my faith. I thought it had jumped the shark for three episodes (Black Market through Sacrifice), but they totally unjumped. (Dude, what is the term for that? Has it ever been needed before?)

Okay, okay, sleep. If this post disappears and is replaced by a tidier version tomorrow, don't be alarmed. *channels Puck*

From The West Wing pilot:

Sam Seaborn: About a week ago I accidentally slept with a prostitute.
Toby Ziegler: Really?
Sam Seaborn: Yes.
Toby Ziegler: A prostitute?
Sam Seaborn: A call girl.
Toby Ziegler: Accidentally?
Sam Seaborn: Yes.
Toby Ziegler: I don't understand. Did you *trip* over something?

( So, I kinda... tripped and fell into watching Grey's Anatomy. *winces* )

So, I'm watching Veronica Mars episodes that I missed and ( guess what I noticed? )

While I prefer digital clocks to analog, they do not have the feeling of time that one gets from a grandfather clock or a ticking vintage alarm. There is something constant about the old types with three hands, which doesn't have to do with their age; I don't get the same feeling from sundials. Digital reports and pins down seconds, milliseconds, microseconds; they screech alarms and flick on lights to tell you if the sun is still out. Analog experiences the passage of hours, and the old ones wind down as they advance through the weeks.

(re: title) Of course you always dwell on what you do not have, eh?

*****

On a less philosophical note, I love Carson.

"And on the eight day, God made malls, and he told the people, 'Go forth and shop.'"

"We'll just mull it over. Speaking of 'mullet over'..."

Nicknaming the poor man 'Clarice'. "This is lamb, Clarice." [concerning a shirt]

*giggles*

Good Lord, that man looked 20 years younger without that awful mullet/handlebar combination. And vaguely Ben Browder-like, rowr.

Very interested in next week's QE, with the Fab Five runners-up. Plus, no Thom for being amazing? No Jai for "OMG I want to hug you" moments? No Kyan for teh Sexy? However did they manage?

Look! The FOX Firefly site is up, with all of its terribly nifty interviews and media. Newbies, go and make with the love.

I was watching the SV rerun of Red yesterday, and discovered the most wonderful Look of all time. Clark is under the influence, strides into Lex's office, and starts asking to borrow his Ferrari. Lex, without turning around, begins to answer. He finally looks at Clark, stops mid-sentence, and checks him out for like 10 seconds. So wonderfully slashy.

Oh, god. Same show, commercial break. I saw a trailer for Ella Enchanted. Or, I saw a trailer for something that *claimed* to be EE, but couldn't have been, since Ella did *not* "team up with ogres, giants, and fairies to stop a plot against the king." I was...revolted. Was going to reread my copy of the book until the bad images went away, but we lost it, and all the copies at Barnes & Noble had ugly, movie-based covers. Need a hug :(

( Not-So-Secret message for Karen )

( Well, I've finally caught up on Smallville. )

Okay, enough babble. I'm off to read my archives of SV fics&recs from my flist, a very long and not-so-arduous task ;)