Cindy and I got back last night from visiting my mom in Arizona, where for some crazy reason my allergies decided to go nuts. But Mom's doing well, Cindy and I got to watch the Greyhound races and I got to go to Half-Price Books (where I picked up a nice hardcover of Charles de Lint's Tapping the Dream Tree and a not-so-nice (but good enough for reading) copy of Robert R. McCammon's They Thirst.
On the plane, I finished Glen Hirshberg's excellent collection The Two Sams and got about 75 pages into Cormac McCarthy's Blood Meridian. Man, what a tale that is.
When I got home to check my mail, I finally got something from Writers of the Future. I guess it's good news – I've made the quarter-finals a number of times, but this time I reached the semi-finals. Progress, I suppose.
Saturday, April 22, 2006
Monday, April 17, 2006
Veronica Mars, The Beatles and Cranium
Just finished watching Veronica Mars Season One on DVD. I didn't really have very high expectations for the show early on, but I was surprised. I definitely recommend the show's first season, mainly for the strong characters. (And the actors aren't bad.) The writing is pretty good overall, although a careful watcher can frequently figure out what's going to happen by the end of most episodes. (Hey, if I can, most of you can.) Still, the show held several genuine surprises and was quite entertaining.
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With the release of the Beatles' The Capitol Albums Vol. 2 this past week, I decided to buy Vol. 1 first. For those of you old enough to remember, the Capitol recordings from 1964 were different in several ways from their British counterparts. This set includes the first four Beatle albums released in America: (Not counting A Hard Day's Night and The Beatles Story) Meet the Beatles, The Beatles' Second Album, Something New and Beatles 65. Now I'm not enough of an audiophile to know what makes Capitol's "fake stereo" fake; all I know is the discs sound great to me. (They're presented on the discs in both stereo and mono.) I haven't heard some of these versions in fifteen or twenty years and it really takes me back. I've been playing these suckers non-stop.
I'm glad they added the American version of Help! (with the full version of the title song) to Vol. 2. Help! also includes some of the actual orchestral soundtrack, which the British version does not. I wonder if Capitol will do the same with the Yellow Submarine album.
Part of this return to Beatlemania is the result of a party Cindy and I went to yesterday. One of the guys there is a huge Beatles' fan, but he's quite a bit younger than me. I was able to give him some "I was there when it happened" perspective on British version vs. American versions, the "death" of Paul and the pros/cons of Wings.
At this very same party, a group of about twelve of us played Cranium. I was on the guy team, which got smoked by one of the girl teams. You know, one girl can draw a curved line on a pad and the rest of their team correctly guesses The Leaning Tower of Pisa. Either that or they can name tunes in one note. And then I have to hum all the verses and choruses to "Hotel California" (including the drum parts on my knees) and they still don't get it. Guys just can't win.
And my wife won the game on a question about rap music!
That's messed up.
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With the release of the Beatles' The Capitol Albums Vol. 2 this past week, I decided to buy Vol. 1 first. For those of you old enough to remember, the Capitol recordings from 1964 were different in several ways from their British counterparts. This set includes the first four Beatle albums released in America: (Not counting A Hard Day's Night and The Beatles Story) Meet the Beatles, The Beatles' Second Album, Something New and Beatles 65. Now I'm not enough of an audiophile to know what makes Capitol's "fake stereo" fake; all I know is the discs sound great to me. (They're presented on the discs in both stereo and mono.) I haven't heard some of these versions in fifteen or twenty years and it really takes me back. I've been playing these suckers non-stop.
I'm glad they added the American version of Help! (with the full version of the title song) to Vol. 2. Help! also includes some of the actual orchestral soundtrack, which the British version does not. I wonder if Capitol will do the same with the Yellow Submarine album.
Part of this return to Beatlemania is the result of a party Cindy and I went to yesterday. One of the guys there is a huge Beatles' fan, but he's quite a bit younger than me. I was able to give him some "I was there when it happened" perspective on British version vs. American versions, the "death" of Paul and the pros/cons of Wings.
At this very same party, a group of about twelve of us played Cranium. I was on the guy team, which got smoked by one of the girl teams. You know, one girl can draw a curved line on a pad and the rest of their team correctly guesses The Leaning Tower of Pisa. Either that or they can name tunes in one note. And then I have to hum all the verses and choruses to "Hotel California" (including the drum parts on my knees) and they still don't get it. Guys just can't win.
And my wife won the game on a question about rap music!
That's messed up.
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Nationals Home Opener...Wake Me When It's Over
I just knew from Dick Cheney's lousy throwing out of the first ball (It didn't even make it to the plate...and he was standing WAY out in front of the mound.) that the Nationals' home opener was going to be a bust. They lost 7-1 to the Mets in a real snoozer. Things got interesting in the final inning with the bases loaded. Ryan Zimmerman came up to bat for the Nationals, but there were already two outs. He added another and the game was over. At least Placido Domingo sounded pretty good on the National Anthem. And the weather was great.
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It's nice to get back to writing some short fiction. I've got a story that needs another three or four days before it's ready to send out.
Now Playing = The Original Master Tapes - Buddy Holly
Just Finished Reading = Midnighters 2: Touching Darkness - Scott Westerfeld
DVD Player = awaiting Veronica Mars Season One disc five from Netflix
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It's nice to get back to writing some short fiction. I've got a story that needs another three or four days before it's ready to send out.
Now Playing = The Original Master Tapes - Buddy Holly
Just Finished Reading = Midnighters 2: Touching Darkness - Scott Westerfeld
DVD Player = awaiting Veronica Mars Season One disc five from Netflix
Monday, April 10, 2006
Opening Day
Cindy and I are going to the home opener for the Washington Nationals tomorrow. I listened to part of the Nationals/Astros game on the radio this afternoon. The broadcasters said to come to tomorrow's game early because of heightened security. Seems that Dick Cheney's going to throw out the first pitch. I guess it'll take awhile for security to check the Vice-President's shotgun.
Friday, April 07, 2006
Weekend at Last
Looking forward to a great weekend, the first Cindy and I have spent together in four weeks (thanks to Navy Band tour). Maybe a little walk along the B&A Trail will be in our future if it's not raining. (Bullet could use a little encounter with nature.) Might even have time to read a little this weekend.
Speaking of reading, the DC Writer's Way reading was well-attended last night. (I'll probably have some pictures up later.) Three of the members of my workshop read and all did a great job. I read a portion of "Results May Vary," which is an expanision of Jeff Ford's 900-word exercise at Clarion.
Now Playing = Heart Shaped World - Chris Issak
Now Reading = Midnighters 2 - Scott Westerfeld
In the DVD player = Veronica Mars Season One disc four
Speaking of reading, the DC Writer's Way reading was well-attended last night. (I'll probably have some pictures up later.) Three of the members of my workshop read and all did a great job. I read a portion of "Results May Vary," which is an expanision of Jeff Ford's 900-word exercise at Clarion.
Now Playing = Heart Shaped World - Chris Issak
Now Reading = Midnighters 2 - Scott Westerfeld
In the DVD player = Veronica Mars Season One disc four
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Reading
It's hard to believe another DC Writer's Way workshop has finished and it's time for a reading. Anyone who has been to any workshop (or just anyone) can come and read tomorrow at 6:30 PM in the Langston Room at Busboys and Poets, at 2021 14th Street NW Washington DC. Looks like a very cool place.
For some of the members of my workshop, this will be the first time they've ever read their work in front of an audience, but I think they're all ready. (Of course I have no idea what I'm going to read.)
Now Playing = Blow by Blow - Jeff Beck
Now Reading = Midnighters 2: Touching Darkness - Scott Westerfeld
Watching on DVD = Firefly Disc Two
Listening to in the Car = Don Quixote - Cervantes (on 35 CDs!)
For some of the members of my workshop, this will be the first time they've ever read their work in front of an audience, but I think they're all ready. (Of course I have no idea what I'm going to read.)
Now Playing = Blow by Blow - Jeff Beck
Now Reading = Midnighters 2: Touching Darkness - Scott Westerfeld
Watching on DVD = Firefly Disc Two
Listening to in the Car = Don Quixote - Cervantes (on 35 CDs!)
Friday, March 31, 2006
Whew...
This was probably the dumbest thing I've done yet as a writer. (And yes, there's plenty of dumb stuff I could choose from.) I found out about a contest for YA fantasy novels in January. I'd been knocking around an idea or two for a YA novel, so I thought, why not? The deadline is...uh...90 days away....
But I did it. Finished it and put it in the mail yesterday, postmarked one day before the deadline.
While I'm very pleased with a lot of the novel, I obviously would have liked a few more weeks (or months) to tweek it a bit. I really wanted to see if I could meet a deadline, even a tight three-month deadline and still write something I felt good about. Am I glad I did it? Sure. Even if it doesn't win or place, I'll still have a novel that I can go back and take my time revising before sending it out again.
But I sure am tired.
But I did it. Finished it and put it in the mail yesterday, postmarked one day before the deadline.
While I'm very pleased with a lot of the novel, I obviously would have liked a few more weeks (or months) to tweek it a bit. I really wanted to see if I could meet a deadline, even a tight three-month deadline and still write something I felt good about. Am I glad I did it? Sure. Even if it doesn't win or place, I'll still have a novel that I can go back and take my time revising before sending it out again.
But I sure am tired.
Monday, March 27, 2006
Help Wolverton Pick a New Team
I knew I made the right decision dumping the Cowboys. Now they've signed former Colts kicker Mike Vanderjagt, who not only stabs his teammates in the back on camera (although he's not as practiced at it as T.O.), but also provided one of the biggest playoff chokes of the last several years a few months back. He'll fit right in with T.O. (Totally Offensive). Way to go, Jerry. Integrity does count for something. Maybe one day you'll figure that out, then again maybe not. As Dylan said, "Something is happening, but you don't know what it is, do you, Mr. Jones?" I never thought Bob was talking about this Mr. Jones, but it appears the Jokerman is prophetic once again.
So...who should be my new team?
After 30 years of rooting against them, it sure would be hard to pull for any of the other NFC East teams. I just can't see it happening, especially not with the Redskins. I guess the closest I could come to pulling for anybody in that division would be the Eagles. At least they had the integrity to tell T.O. where to go.
Let's look at the rest of the league, AFC first:
The Ravens are probably the most obvious choice: they're in my own back yard. (Although front yard would probably be more accurate.)
There's really nobody offensive in the AFC, other than Jacksonville's coach. I could probably be persuaded to consider any other AFC team.
The NFC? I hate the Carolina Panther's colors and especially their 80's end-zone design. Yuck.
Sorry, won't ever like the 49ers. Too much baggage from "The Catch," I guess.
Arizona Cardinals? That organization is a mess. It's not Dennis Green's fault, it's higher up.
Atlanta? Too much black in the uniform. Although how cool is it to have a guy named Alge Crumpler on the team?
Chicago? Maybe. One of my favorite cities, that's for sure. (As long as I'm not walking down Michigan Avenue in January.)
Detroit? Always wanted them to win, but it never happened much.
Green Bay? Fun to watch, even with an aging Favre.
Saints? Watched them too much growing up in Mississippi, although I don't have the paper bags to prove it.
Seattle? Still can't get used to them being in the NFC now. Plus you never get to see their games unless you're on the West Coast.
St. Louis? Too many weird and wacky things going on there. It must be like a David Lynch movie in that locker room.
Tampa Bay? They just don't do it for me. Can't explain why. At least they don't have the goofy buccaneer that looked like Slim Whitman on their helmets anymore.
Okay, I've got a few months to decide. Let's hear your suggestions.
So...who should be my new team?
After 30 years of rooting against them, it sure would be hard to pull for any of the other NFC East teams. I just can't see it happening, especially not with the Redskins. I guess the closest I could come to pulling for anybody in that division would be the Eagles. At least they had the integrity to tell T.O. where to go.
Let's look at the rest of the league, AFC first:
The Ravens are probably the most obvious choice: they're in my own back yard. (Although front yard would probably be more accurate.)
There's really nobody offensive in the AFC, other than Jacksonville's coach. I could probably be persuaded to consider any other AFC team.
The NFC? I hate the Carolina Panther's colors and especially their 80's end-zone design. Yuck.
Sorry, won't ever like the 49ers. Too much baggage from "The Catch," I guess.
Arizona Cardinals? That organization is a mess. It's not Dennis Green's fault, it's higher up.
Atlanta? Too much black in the uniform. Although how cool is it to have a guy named Alge Crumpler on the team?
Chicago? Maybe. One of my favorite cities, that's for sure. (As long as I'm not walking down Michigan Avenue in January.)
Detroit? Always wanted them to win, but it never happened much.
Green Bay? Fun to watch, even with an aging Favre.
Saints? Watched them too much growing up in Mississippi, although I don't have the paper bags to prove it.
Seattle? Still can't get used to them being in the NFC now. Plus you never get to see their games unless you're on the West Coast.
St. Louis? Too many weird and wacky things going on there. It must be like a David Lynch movie in that locker room.
Tampa Bay? They just don't do it for me. Can't explain why. At least they don't have the goofy buccaneer that looked like Slim Whitman on their helmets anymore.
Okay, I've got a few months to decide. Let's hear your suggestions.
Friday, March 24, 2006
How Did They Do That?
One of the greatest pleasures I get from reading is trying to figure out how the author did what he/she did. I read two wonderful stories yesterday, both from The Year's Best Fantasy and Horror Eighteenth Annual Collection – "Mr. Aickman's Air Rifle" by Peter Straub and "Wonderwall" by Elizabeth Hand.
Both of these stories do a great job of working on the fundamental level of great storytelling. They're entertaining and pull you in; that's what you want from short (or long) fiction. But there's much more there.
Straub's story concerns four men in the cardiac ward of a New York hospital. They're all connected by the publishing industry, but that's not the only connection. The first page or so describes the hospital (and does so much more), but soon the characters take over. It's at least another two pages before any of the characters speak, but Straub ties the lives of these men together without bogging the reader down in backstory. How does he do it? Don't know. That's one of the reasons I'm going to read it again.
Straub has chosen third-person for a reason: it's the most effective way to tell this tale. Hand's first-person narrative is perfect for the tale of a female drama student in the 70s and her friend David. You couldn't change either and have as satisfying a tale. But I digress....
One of the great strengths of "Mr. Aickman's Air Rifle" is its use of revealing character through dialogue. It's really masterful how Straub's dialogue advances the story, reveals character, foreshadows what's to come, and just sounds right. "Wonderwall," on the other hand, uses less dialogue and more internal searching of the narrator (understandable, since we're in first person) to show the reader what's going on.
Anyway, I'm just scratching the surface. Both of these are home-run stories in my opinion. Can't wait to read them again.
Now Playing = Exile on Main Street - Rolling Stones
Now Reading = Air - Geoff Ryman (in between various short stories)
Listening to in the Car = Coldheart Canyon - Clive Barker
Watching on DVD = Veronica Mars Season One, Disc Two
Both of these stories do a great job of working on the fundamental level of great storytelling. They're entertaining and pull you in; that's what you want from short (or long) fiction. But there's much more there.
Straub's story concerns four men in the cardiac ward of a New York hospital. They're all connected by the publishing industry, but that's not the only connection. The first page or so describes the hospital (and does so much more), but soon the characters take over. It's at least another two pages before any of the characters speak, but Straub ties the lives of these men together without bogging the reader down in backstory. How does he do it? Don't know. That's one of the reasons I'm going to read it again.
Straub has chosen third-person for a reason: it's the most effective way to tell this tale. Hand's first-person narrative is perfect for the tale of a female drama student in the 70s and her friend David. You couldn't change either and have as satisfying a tale. But I digress....
One of the great strengths of "Mr. Aickman's Air Rifle" is its use of revealing character through dialogue. It's really masterful how Straub's dialogue advances the story, reveals character, foreshadows what's to come, and just sounds right. "Wonderwall," on the other hand, uses less dialogue and more internal searching of the narrator (understandable, since we're in first person) to show the reader what's going on.
Anyway, I'm just scratching the surface. Both of these are home-run stories in my opinion. Can't wait to read them again.
Now Playing = Exile on Main Street - Rolling Stones
Now Reading = Air - Geoff Ryman (in between various short stories)
Listening to in the Car = Coldheart Canyon - Clive Barker
Watching on DVD = Veronica Mars Season One, Disc Two
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Just a Mess or Stuff....or just a mess....
Right now I'm listening to Cindy and the rest of the U.S. Navy Band live via a great station, WICN Public Radio – New England's Jazz & Folk Station at www.wicn.org. I guess since I can't see Cindy on tour, this is the closest I'll get. The band sounds great, as always. One of the vocalists from the Cruisers (the U.S. Navy rock band) just sang a medley of Sinatra tunes. This guy really does a great Sinatra, especially pegging him in the upper register.
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Too busy yesterday, so Bullet didn't get a walk. He reminded me of this fact at 3:30 AM when he had to go to his "area." Hopefully I can redeem myself in his eyes by taking him to the dogpark this afternoon. As long as a little whippet named Chester isn't there, he'll have a great time.
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With roughly a week to go, I've got the end of my novel in sight. A few more nights on a few scenes and the rest of the time to do a whirlwind revision. Wish I had more time, but them's the breaks. I think, though, I might have to throw a little celebration in honor of finishing the thing.
As soon as this concert is over, I'm hitting the gym, hoping that neither Adam Sandler, Ben Afleck, Kevin Costner, nor George Clooney will be present on the big screen. Of course it could be much worse. They could be showing The Notebook.
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Too busy yesterday, so Bullet didn't get a walk. He reminded me of this fact at 3:30 AM when he had to go to his "area." Hopefully I can redeem myself in his eyes by taking him to the dogpark this afternoon. As long as a little whippet named Chester isn't there, he'll have a great time.
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With roughly a week to go, I've got the end of my novel in sight. A few more nights on a few scenes and the rest of the time to do a whirlwind revision. Wish I had more time, but them's the breaks. I think, though, I might have to throw a little celebration in honor of finishing the thing.
As soon as this concert is over, I'm hitting the gym, hoping that neither Adam Sandler, Ben Afleck, Kevin Costner, nor George Clooney will be present on the big screen. Of course it could be much worse. They could be showing The Notebook.
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
One Down, Nine to Go
Weighed in at Gold's Gym yesterday at 179.4 (down from 180.6 a mere five days ago, for those of you keeping score at home). Spent 40 minutes on the bike today reading Thomas Ligotti's The Shadow at the Bottom of the World. I'm tellin' ya – watching movies on the treadmill, reading books on the bike...what's not to like?
Monday, March 20, 2006
This Just In...
I really can't believe this....
First, understand that I've been a Dallas Cowboys fan for a loooooong time, nearly 30 years. That's right, thirty years: Tom Landry, Roger Staubach, Drew Pearson, The Hail-Mary Catch, the 70's Superbowls, "THE Catch" (Dwight Clark), the 1-15 season, Jimmy Johnson, Jerry Jones, the Triplets, the 90's Superbowls, Barry Switzer (my stomach turns), Chan Gailey, Dave Campo, The Big Tuna...I've seen it all and I've stood by them in glory and in shame.
No more.
As of the Dallas Cowboys' signing of Terrell Owens this past weekend, I hereby promise to boycott the 2006 Dallas Cowboys' season and beyond as long as "T.O." is a part of it.
This signing goes way beyond the boundaries of being a bad idea. I can't even begin to discuss how stupid a move this is. I'm sure I'll elaborate on it at some point. I'm still in a state of amazement right now.
First, understand that I've been a Dallas Cowboys fan for a loooooong time, nearly 30 years. That's right, thirty years: Tom Landry, Roger Staubach, Drew Pearson, The Hail-Mary Catch, the 70's Superbowls, "THE Catch" (Dwight Clark), the 1-15 season, Jimmy Johnson, Jerry Jones, the Triplets, the 90's Superbowls, Barry Switzer (my stomach turns), Chan Gailey, Dave Campo, The Big Tuna...I've seen it all and I've stood by them in glory and in shame.
No more.
As of the Dallas Cowboys' signing of Terrell Owens this past weekend, I hereby promise to boycott the 2006 Dallas Cowboys' season and beyond as long as "T.O." is a part of it.
This signing goes way beyond the boundaries of being a bad idea. I can't even begin to discuss how stupid a move this is. I'm sure I'll elaborate on it at some point. I'm still in a state of amazement right now.
Workshop/10-Pound Report/Veronica Mars
My writers' workshop really outdid themselves yesterday, producing some home-run caliber writing in response to the exercises. Hard to believe we've only got two sessions left. I'm really excited about the DC Writer's Way reading coming up in a few weeks. For most of them, it will be their first reading experience, but they appear far more excited than nervous.
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The 10-Pound Club is already having a positive effect – more energy, stamina, etc. As long as there's a decent movie on Cardio Theatre, it's a breeze. I'll weigh in on Wednesday (not required) to see how I've done this first week. (You can almost see Popeye's from the Gold's Gym parking lot. Cruel.)
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I have to say, the third and fourth episodes of Veronica Mars: The First Season were much better written than the first two. I should receive disc two today or tomorrow, keeping The Wolverton Tour of Television Shows continuing for awhile...or until Cindy gets home.
Now Playing = The Return of the Manticore – Emerson, Lake & Palmer
Still Reading = Air – Geoff Ryman
Listening to in the Car = Coldheart Canyon – Clive Barker
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The 10-Pound Club is already having a positive effect – more energy, stamina, etc. As long as there's a decent movie on Cardio Theatre, it's a breeze. I'll weigh in on Wednesday (not required) to see how I've done this first week. (You can almost see Popeye's from the Gold's Gym parking lot. Cruel.)
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I have to say, the third and fourth episodes of Veronica Mars: The First Season were much better written than the first two. I should receive disc two today or tomorrow, keeping The Wolverton Tour of Television Shows continuing for awhile...or until Cindy gets home.
Now Playing = The Return of the Manticore – Emerson, Lake & Palmer
Still Reading = Air – Geoff Ryman
Listening to in the Car = Coldheart Canyon – Clive Barker
Friday, March 17, 2006
The 10-Pound Challenge/Veronica Mars/Television to Wait in Line For
My membership in the Gold's Gym 10 Pound Club is going pretty well so far. I've been to the gym four times in as many days. I'm alternating days between the treadmill and the stationary bike. This afternoon I hit the treadmill for 27 minutes on "weight loss" at Level 7 while watching 50 First Dates (not recommended) on Cardio Theatre. But ah, the weekend is here.... We shall see if I can find those Popeye's coupons...
My morning wasn't even as enjoyable as a bad Adam Sandler movie. (Is there any other kind?) I went to Saturn to get my oil changed...and got a new water pump. But at least I produced eleven hand-written pages for the novel while I waited.
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Since Cindy's on tour, I've begun the Wolverton Tour of Television Shows on DVD via Netflix. I finished the first disc of Firefly, which I thought was overall quite good. I'll definitely queue up the next disc.
I also watched the first two episodes of Veronica Mars Season One. While not as enjoyable as (and also quite different from) Firefly, I'll probably keep watching beyond the first disc. Veronica's relationship with her father is fairly entertaining and the mystery of what really happened to her murdered best friend keeps the interest going, but the stereotypical teenage kids doing stereotypical teenage things at a stereotypical rich-kids' California high school is getting old after only two episodes. Plus I can't believe I've actually watched something with Paris Hilton in it. I guess I'm one of those people who just doesn't get it. (You know you're getting old when you think Lena Olin is much hotter than Paris Hilton.)
Other shows lined up for the Wolverton Tour of Television Shows:
Taken (a mini-series, actually)
Buffy Season Two (I own Season One, but have never seen anything beyond it.)
Lost
Kingdom Hospital
Battlestar Galactica Season One (Already saw the mini-series)
These are shows I enjoyed during my "formative years." I want to see if they still hold up:
Kolchak - The Night Stalker
Night Gallery
Rat Patrol (I never actually saw this show, but my brother used to be so jazzed about it, I figure it's worth a shot.)
With all these TV shows being resurrected from the dead for DVD, you'd think somebody would bring back The Man from U.N.C.L.E. and the original Mission: Impossible episodes. I know they would both probably look like a cheese-fest in 2006, but heck, they've got The Flying Nun and Gidget out on DVD for cryin' out loud.
Now Playing = Back at the Chicken Shack – The Incredible Jimmy Smith
Now Reading = Air – Geoff Ryman
Watching = Veronica Mars, Season One, Disc One
My morning wasn't even as enjoyable as a bad Adam Sandler movie. (Is there any other kind?) I went to Saturn to get my oil changed...and got a new water pump. But at least I produced eleven hand-written pages for the novel while I waited.
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Since Cindy's on tour, I've begun the Wolverton Tour of Television Shows on DVD via Netflix. I finished the first disc of Firefly, which I thought was overall quite good. I'll definitely queue up the next disc.
I also watched the first two episodes of Veronica Mars Season One. While not as enjoyable as (and also quite different from) Firefly, I'll probably keep watching beyond the first disc. Veronica's relationship with her father is fairly entertaining and the mystery of what really happened to her murdered best friend keeps the interest going, but the stereotypical teenage kids doing stereotypical teenage things at a stereotypical rich-kids' California high school is getting old after only two episodes. Plus I can't believe I've actually watched something with Paris Hilton in it. I guess I'm one of those people who just doesn't get it. (You know you're getting old when you think Lena Olin is much hotter than Paris Hilton.)
Other shows lined up for the Wolverton Tour of Television Shows:
Taken (a mini-series, actually)
Buffy Season Two (I own Season One, but have never seen anything beyond it.)
Lost
Kingdom Hospital
Battlestar Galactica Season One (Already saw the mini-series)
These are shows I enjoyed during my "formative years." I want to see if they still hold up:
Kolchak - The Night Stalker
Night Gallery
Rat Patrol (I never actually saw this show, but my brother used to be so jazzed about it, I figure it's worth a shot.)
With all these TV shows being resurrected from the dead for DVD, you'd think somebody would bring back The Man from U.N.C.L.E. and the original Mission: Impossible episodes. I know they would both probably look like a cheese-fest in 2006, but heck, they've got The Flying Nun and Gidget out on DVD for cryin' out loud.
Now Playing = Back at the Chicken Shack – The Incredible Jimmy Smith
Now Reading = Air – Geoff Ryman
Watching = Veronica Mars, Season One, Disc One
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