The television is on at the moment, and Carlos Mencia is on, doing his shtick. He promised to answer any woman’s question about guys honestly… he was asked “Why are guys dicks?” His response was: “Because you only f*ck dicks.” He goes on to explain that the nice guys, the ones who’ll stick by you forever and are devoted and loving, get dropped and ignored. I wouldn’t go so far as to say always, but I do agree that it happens that way a hell of a lot. I’m not really going anywhere with this, it was just on.
I meant to post yesterday, but I ended up finding myself thoroughly engrossed studying the fabricated mythos developed for the reimagined Battlestar Galactica. I’m a latecomer to the show (some have even said they’ve already jumped the shark), but I’ve been enjoying what I’ve caught so far. Sooner or later, I’d like to pick up the DVD sets, but I can’t quite justify it yet. That whole “spend money once you’ve got some rather than before” thing.
I’ve also caught a few episodes of Scrubs lately, pretty fun stuff. As a random sort of “six degrees”: the actress who plays Elliot in the show also played Becky in Roseanne. The other actress who played Becky on Roseanne went to school with my ex-wife. And thus, connections! Or something. Guess what that means? Absolutely nothing! Which is sort of the point. I’ve been watching a bit more television over the past few weeks, and my opinion of it hasn’t really changed: it’s largely meaningless cruft, but sometimes entertaining or engaging. My general rule of thumb is that if it’s on, I’ll watch, but I’m not really inclined to turn it on myself. If I want to watch something, I’ll grab a DVD, or (when I have broadband available) find what random niftiness is happening with YouTube, or Homestar Runner, or Red vs Blue, or Weebl.
I’m still on track for a launch on the 1st. Other than that, another non-day. I’m more than a little stircrazy… if someone invited me to come visit for New Years, I’d probably take them up on it… and I don’t mean around here. C’mon west coasters, southerners, mid-westers, give me an excuse to get the heck out of Dodge.