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So I settled in for a fine evening of back recovery last night. (After 45 minutes of kittykat waste removal, which you don't want to hear about...) I took the muscle relaxants the doc gave me and prepared to be stuporous. Since the drugs pretty much voided my chances of being able to concentrate on Victorian lit, I turned to the tv. First up: America's Biggest Losers. I won't even bother to link to it; let's just say it's the show where the teams lose weight and people get voted off the island blahblah. There are also 2 team leaders in the form of perky aerobics instructor types. (The blue team gets a boy and the red team gets a girl, don't ya know!) The show is about 2% compelling examination of the human psyche and 98% horrifying, cringe inducing fatsploitation. I kept having to turn the channel away like I was watching a horror movie. Unfortunately everything on every other channel was ridiculous drivel as well. Finally 9pm came, and I was able to switch to the real meat of the evening, House. I was all, what? A prime time show with Hugh Laurie? Sign me up!!! And then I watched it. Well, most of it, by the end I was flipping around a little bit. It's not Hugh's fault at all; he does a great job, even if listening to him speaking in an U.S. english accent is jarring like nails on a chalkboard. The script is just weak. It has potential, but unless my back is hurt again, I won't be going out of my way to watch it. If I need a Laurie fix I'll just get some Jeeves & Wooster. Finally before I gave up and went for the Victorian Lit anyways, I tried to watch a new episode of NYPD Blue. I didn't even realize this show was still on. Once I realized they were abusing Medavoy and that Sipowicz and Clark are still having the exact same stilted dialogue they were 4 years ago, I just turned the beast off and went to bed.

Oh, and Iron Jawed Angels was, despite being Sex&theCity-fied, still able to reduce me to blubbering. It also reminded me how ignorant I am about certain historical facts.

I feel as though my skull is full of cottonballs and my back still hurts. When this is better, I am going back to Curves; it should not be this easy to injure my back.

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snidegrrl
Nov. 17th, 2004 03:00 pm (UTC)
I must have snoozed through parts of it or something! I was just going to make a likewise comment on your post, hehe. I am perhaps not giving it a fair shake, because fitting so much character development is not easy in a one hour opener. But something like, say, Lost, did it so much better and for so many more characters. I guess I just didn't see anything new here.

And why couldn't House have just been British? The accent drove me batshit!
rackletang
Nov. 17th, 2004 03:11 pm (UTC)
Seconded on the accent thing. Why can't the man have his accent???
examorata
Nov. 17th, 2004 03:13 pm (UTC)
Yeah, that was all weird. When he started talking I was like, "Buh?"
examorata
Nov. 17th, 2004 03:15 pm (UTC)
ANOTHER thing I missed was: when did you guys actually get TV? I don't remember hearing about that one!
snidegrrl
Nov. 17th, 2004 03:24 pm (UTC)
Oh, we've always had a tv. I have one that Telf is using and Jack had one that was in storage. We just don't have cable, so everything we watch is networks or public access, as well as a little fuzzy. :)
examorata
Nov. 17th, 2004 03:58 pm (UTC)
Ah, yes. Foolish me for no longer being able to distinguish between broadcast and cable channels. Duh.
snidegrrl
Nov. 17th, 2004 04:17 pm (UTC)
Foolish me for misreading "tv" as "a tv". Dur. Of course you knew we had a tv - you visited! I am still groggy I think. :)
examorata
Nov. 17th, 2004 05:51 pm (UTC)
Hee, yes, I knew you had a TV. I have in fact been to your house a number of times by this point. But heck, I can't blame you - it's almost 1 p.m. and *I'm* still groggy. =)