| Sunday, November 11, 2007 |
| Trying not to obsess |
I'm trying very hard not to obsess about the writer's strike going on and how it will affect my favorite shows. See, it's all about me and my pleasure, right?
I came across this site today that lists just about any show you can think of and either how many episodes they've produced or how many episodes there are left, or both.
I am particularly sad that Grey's only has 4 original episodes left and that there will be no more How I Met Your Mother after November. Production of The Office has shut down and this coming week just may be it for the season. Of course at this point, it doesn't much matter about Lost since what episodes they do have done, won't be airing until well after the first of the year. There are several other shows that I love which only have 3 to 6 episodes remaining.
Of course, and you should know this, the ONE show I am the most upset about ceasing production is Friday Night Lights. What the heck will I do without my weekly dose of Coach Taylor and his family, creepy and sweaty Buddy Garrity, Lyra (also known as Landry and Tyra), or the train wreck that is Tim Riggins and his trusty side-kick, Jason Street?? (which, by the way, WHEN did Tim start calling Jason, "Six?" Last season, I didn't hear that even once. Whatever.)
I guess once the new episodes stop, I'll be able to get caught up with what I've got on the DVR. :)Labels: friday night lights, nablopomo07, tv, writer's strike |
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| Sunday, October 07, 2007 |
| Stuff I watched this week |
As I sit here watching the Colts on their way to a win (YAY!) I thought I should do my weekly TV post.
I must say, if you didn't watch Pushing Daisies, you really missed out. It is definitely one of the best new shows in a long time. For a good review of the show, visit my friend, Scooter. I actually agree with his assessment and that is saying something because we don't always see eye to eye on matters of TV and music.
If you didn't already know, I love me some Friday Night Lights. Intense love. Passionate love. I mention it often enough, so if you ever come around, you know this. I've been worried that the 2nd season would not live up to first season standards. If the season opener is any indication, I was wrong to worry. It is the FNL I love.
The scene at the pool was pretty funny with the slow-mo walk-in of Tyra eating a popsicle with Landry ogling and lusting over her and then the next person we see walk in is the very pregnant Mrs Coach Taylor. I had totally missed all these characters since last season.
Landry and his Landry-isms are just a hoot. However, as Scoot said in his review, the unfortunate events of Landry and Tyra's visit to the grocery store will forever change Landry and I don't think he'll be the Landry we know and love. (What will happen to Crucifictorious??)
While I LOVE that the new coach who took Coach Hottie Taylor's place, kicked creepy Buddy Garrity out of practice, I am not going to like this coach. Neither are the townspeople. Or the players. Or Jason Street. Eric Taylor, please come back! Speaking of the hotness that is Coach Taylor, I hate that he works out of town, but I was happy that the episode was quite Taylor-ful. I always like the Coach and daughter interactions.
I'll stop now, because if you don't watch, well, you have no idea what the H I'm talking about. Suffice it to say, I highly recommend watching the first season which is out on DVD and then catch up with this season. You'll be glad you did.
Survivor...all I can say is they were stupid to get rid of Leslie over Courtney.
I haven't watched Grey's yet, so don't tell me.
My girl, Jes, "won" Rock Of Love! Woo hoo! Not that I think Brett Michaels is a prize or anything.
And, that is about all I feel like talking about. Oh, watch Chuck and Journeyman. They're pretty good, too. And I can't wait for The Office this week!
The end.Labels: chuck, friday night lights, pushing daisies, rock of love, survivor, tv |
| posted by Angie @ 6:21 PM |
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| Sunday, January 28, 2007 |
| 800! |
 As I signed onto my blogger dashboard today, (because, yeah, it's time I posted a little something) I realized that this is my 800th post! Yay me! Had I been a consistant blogger, I would probably have many many more than that, but really, who's counting? Apparently not me because I can't even remember the last time I looked at that number.
 Jaw update. Still stuck. Any volunteers to yank my bottom jaw down as hard as you can to see if that works?? (shut up, pikkel, I wasn't asking YOU) I'm sure I would scream as if being murdered, but if it meant I could fully yawn, brush ALL of my teeth and also eat foods that are larger than a flat pea, then, hey, bring it on!!
It's winter guard season again and yesterday was the first competition. Brianna's guard got third place in their class. Their show is way cool AND incorporates HOOCHIE boots at one point. NOT for Brianna, but for one girl in the show. It's pretty awesome since they are high school students. High school girls and any kind of hoochie-wear is just awesome on a stick!
All of my cameras, film and digital, need batteries so I was not able to take one photo which is just against my religion. I can't go to any event and not take at least 30 pictures! I did, however, have my video camera. No photos, but video. That will do. In a pinch.
It's 12 degrees outside right now. I'm pretty sure it is 11 degrees in my house. I'm fixin to turn the heat up to about 78 or so...gas bill be damned!!
I haven't seen Bubba since 8am on Friday. He won't be home for another 5 or so hours. The kids are losing their minds wondering "WHEN WILL DADDY BE HOME???" You can see who the favorite is around here, huh? Oh, you wonder where Bubba has been? (oh, you KNOW you were) He's been in Missouri for the annual umpire..thing. (so informative, I am)
Armed & Famous has been...cancelled..or pulled..or whatever..and now I am sad. No more hometown shenanigans for the world to see. *sigh* Oh yeah, my official Ponch sightings for the duration they were in town. ZERO. That sucked.
Did anyone else see Friday Night Lights this past week? Is it just me, or is Coach Taylor getting even more beautiful every week? (along with Riggins, but he is a minor and that makes me dirty, so I try to ignore that bad boy and his long messy hair...ahem..)
It's all about the eyes. Or the tongue. Whatever.
Seriously, aren't the Taylors just as cute as they can be? Also, I am praying for the day that little Mattie Saracen will somehow grow a back bone and speak his mind without stammering. Bless his little heart. Also? I am pretty much convinced that Lyla Garrity, one-did not come from parents who look like that, and two-has a condition which makes her head stay tilted to the right at all times.
Man, I love that show!!
Now, how was THAT for an 800th post?? Could I have rambled all over the place any more? I think not.
Toodles.
PS No word from The Biggest Loser, yet. As if.Labels: 800, Armed and Famous, biggest loser, bubba, friday night lights, jaw, ramble on, winter guard |
| posted by Angie @ 10:52 AM |
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