Saw this when I was at the Barnes and Noble at the Grove last Friday and I couldn’t resist snapping a picture with the CrapCam:
Guess they thought Snakes on a Plane would attract more than just a cult audience. Or at least a slightly larger cult.
You know, I was going to write a big post on how disappointed I was in this season of Rescue Me. After two stellar seasons, the show went completely off the rails this year.
However, Todd VanDerWerff, who’s guesting on Matt Soller Zeitz’s blog, has an excellent dissection of what went wrong, and why I’ll still probably end up watching it next year.
If you ever liked the show, it’s worth a read. And now I don’t have to write it.
And now, your moment Simpsons-related zen.
ROUND 1: ME vs APPLE
The pins on my ethernet port are all bent out of shape, so I head over to the Apple store to see if they could replace the port. They take one look at it and tell me I’ll have to mail it in.
So I go back to the office and call Apple to get a box, and they say, well, there’s basically no way other than physical damage that the pins could have gotten bent, so the repair isn’t covered.
All right, looking at the way things look, I can see where they’re coming from on that. So, I ask, how much will replacing the port cost me?
Turns out the port is soldered to the Logic board, so to replace the port, I’d have to replace the entire Logic board. How much does that cost? Only TWELVE HUNDRED DOLLARS.
I decided to say fuck that shit, I’m going to get an ethernet adapter. So I go over to MacMall, grab a CardBus ethernet adapter that the CSR assures me is Mac-compatible.
I get it home and start trying to test it, and no dice. I do some googling, and it turns out that there are only a very few adapters that work with Macs, the one I just purchased not being one of them.
Awesome. Proper Adapter is on its way from Amazon.
Round 1 Winner: Apple
ROUND 2: MY APARTMENT vs ROOMBA
I took the Roomba out for its first spin (and watching it spin in a growing spiral pattern over a stain is REALLY entertaining), and it was quite fun.
Chaplin seemed confused at first, scared shitless the first time it bore down on him and he realized it wasn’t going to stop, and then generally amused by it.
He was very entertained when it got stuck under my TV stand, and the motor whined pitifully as it tried to extricate itself. He stood over it, lord of all he surveyed.
And then, the ‘bot freed itself, and he ran for the hills.
The roomba did a decent job of vacuuming, though the fact that it got caught up on my shoelace, a belt, and a cat toy reminds me that I really need to clean my damn apartment.
Round 2 Winner: Draw
ROUND 3: MY STOMACH vs MY FREEZER
I went grocery shopping on my way home Monday night, and was reminded why I usually don’t.
Everyone knows that grocery shopping while hungry is a bad idea, but this was beyond ridiculous.
They were out of the little DiGiorno’s pizzas I usually get, but they had a “crispy crust” version that was bigger that I deemed sufficient.
What I didn’t realize until I got home was exactly how much bigger it is than the wee pizzas I usually get. You guessed it: The damn thing wouldn’t even fit in my freezer.
Luckily, I was REALLY hungry, so I just ate the damn thing for dinner.
Round 3 Winner: My Stomach, by Technical Knockout
OVERALL WINNER: Draw.
It is here. It has to charge for sixteen freakin’ hours before I can use it to entertain Chaplin, so the full report will have to wait until tomorrow night.
However: I am fucking giddy about trying this out. I own a robot! This is the coolest thing ever.
I really fuckin’ hate you, HBO.
The Emmy Quote of the Evening comes from Mariska Hargitay, who seems just as mystified at I am over her win in the backstage press gaggle:
It’s crazy! Who wins an Emmy on a cop procedural – I do! I guess I say “Where were you Tuesday night?” really well!
And now, I’m off to cry over the series finale of motherfuckin’ Deadwood. I hate you, HBO.
I had to create a spreadsheet, with the aid of the Futon Critic’s schedule, to figure out which TiVo to use to record which show for the upcoming fall season.
While doing that, I determined that, if I permanently add every show I’m trying out, I will be recording 25.5 hours of television a WEEK.
That figure is only in primetime and does not count the 4 hours a week of Daily Show and Colbert Report I always watch. Oddly, there is not one show I will be recording on either Friday or Saturday.
Thankfully, I will probably not watch entire seasons of at least some of the shows that I’m trying out, either because they get cancelled or I determine they suck.
For the curious, here’s the list of new shows I’m giving at least one shot to, in the rough order of day/time they’re airing:
- Heroes
- Vanished
- Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip
- Friday Night Lights
- Knights of Prosperity
- Standoff
- Smith
- 20 Good Years
- 30 Rock
- Justice
- The Nine
- Ugly Betty
- Six Degrees
- Brothers and Sisters
I’m also probably going to track down Shark, but I’ve already assigned both TiVos when it airs, so I might have to use slightly more nefarious methods.
Having mapped all this out, I now understand why, precisely, I have no life.
It comes, in a very NSFW fashion, from RyanAir’s page on New Airport Security Procedures.
Courtesy Consumerist.
Not that there was much danger of it to begin with, but I am not going anywhere NEAR Alabama anytime soon.