Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Why House sucks

I watched my first and last episode of House the other night. Forgive me if I don't link to the show.

I got suckered in by the tease of an "extra terrestrial" implant found in a child's neck. In the show, they played the sentence after that, where they rubbished the notion and revealed that it was a titanium bit from a previous operation.

I don't have a problem with that - pretty typical soundbite stuff.

What I do have a problem with is House himself. Okay, he's a brilliant yet unorthodox doctor. Check. He's bitter about his hurt leg and everything - got it. Does EVERY line he delivers have to be a cocky, sharp one-liner?


I even like Hugh Laurie (okay, okay - he WAS in Spice World), and part of me wanted to like this show even though we don't watch TV. The dialog is just plain awful, but, really, what did I expect? Almost every show these days has to have impossibly snappy and witty David Mamet-inspired* conversations by people a la West Wing, as if to prove how smart they are. My eyes were rolling all over the place during that episode of House. I had to fast forward through some dialog just to muddle through the "extra terrestrial" parts. It's almost embarrassing to watch, and my wife and I exchanged many glances through the whole ridiculous thing.

I talk to a lot of really smart people every day, and nobody talks like this. If they did nobody would want to work with them.

*Full disclosure: I love some of Mamet's stuff (Spartan, Ronin), but not all.

Monday, September 25, 2006

Now that's a latch!

We visited my parents' house in East Texas a while back. Late one night we heard some scuffling around the front porch. My mom said it might be their returning visitor, so we ran out there.

This opossum comes up there at night and eats the cat food off of a planting bench. This time she showed up with all her babies in tow - take a look below her stomach. It's an udder miracle that the babies can stay on during travel.

I was able to get pretty close with the camera, but I could tell it was bothering her. She just froze while I walked up. They can't see very well, so I'm not sure what she thought of me getting that close. I also didn't want to provoke an attack of opportunity, since that day was not a fine day to get rabies.

One thing I immediately noticed - those tails are disgusting! It was a stiff, hairless fleshy stick that went off at odd angles. Was it broken or normally like this? It didn't look like it was as articulated as a rat tail. It looked like some sort of slim jim from Videodrome or Naked Lunch to break into semi-organic cars.

Remember me?

Dear Blog,

Hi! Remember me? It's been a long time since I've talked to you. How have you been?

A lot of stuff has happened since I've been away. Don't worry - I've been accumulating data and keeping it. I'll send it to you when I get some time.

Do you want to know something interesting? I've missed you! When I see something interesting or funny, or something happens to me, I want to tell you about it. I've missed our semi-confessional relationship. Am I showing symptoms of blogging withdrawal? Has information sharing become so pervasive that once I've started it, I need to keep it up? Maybe.

I'll try to do better - I promise. You'll be hearing more from me soon.