Joseph, how can we ever say...

all that we want to about your short skirt.

So for those of you who aren't coming to my show (and by that I mean anyone that doesn't live in the area, cause if you live in DC and you don't come, we're not speaking any more), here is a preview of my costume:

This is my slave outfit.

I'm thinking about the dreams. Sexy legs.

It's much better with the headdress.

ANARCHY. I was so tired at this point.

So, yes. That's that. Show opens on Friday, and I've only got one more run-through. I pity the people who come on opening night. For anyone who is reading this and thinking about coming, I am on Oct. 25, 26, Nov. 8, 9, 14, 20, and 21. Ask me about times!

I need to move out

This weekend I was in charge of watching my mom, cause my dad took a (deserved) weekend to go play golf. I love the woman, but watching her is so stressful, cause I never get a chance to really just sit and unwind because she always needs something, or she has her TV turned up way too high so it's just noisy. And it's sad because we used to be really close but now we're just not. That's partly due to her being stupid about her disease, and party due to her being bigoted in her opinion about gays.

I've also discovered I now look down on anyone that hasn't gone abroad for an extended period of time, or at the very least gone abroad in something other than a foreigner-centric package trip, but then start preaching about foreign policy. I don't mean to look down on them, it just happens. I find my patience wears thin with people a lot faster lately than it used to. At 25 I've already discovered life's too short to put up with crap I don't agree with. It's not that I really think I'm a great person (nor do I think I'm a bad person, just average) but I look around in America and I'm dumbfounded by how people act. Whether its my boss (who is a really nice guy otherwise) talking about sex NON-STOP, or my mother telling me Palin isn't a cluster-fuck of a candidate. I never thought my values were that strange until recently.

Anyway rant over, cause my heart isn't really in it. I do have a rant about the sucky Apple phone service, but no one needs to hear that. Other than that in my life is not much. The play opens on Friday, with my first show on Saturday night. The great part is how we have exactly ONE practice before the show. I have yet to have a fuck-up free practice, so that's great. We also have sold literaly zero tickets for our thursday night show. How awkward will that be? This TV season is killing me as well, cause there's just too much shit on. I don't have enough extra hours in my week to watch everything, and rather than trying to stay current on the new shows, I only watch shit that was on last season. I will watch new shows after we've trimmed the fat a little bit.

I'm going to go back to being on hold with Apple for an hour.

The real villian is the shitty writing

So, let me start by saying that I think Heroes season 3 blows hardcore. Here are a few of my issues: (Spoiler Alert if you're not up to date)

1. wtf is going on with Mohinder? He injects himself and turns into Manspider? And while we're on the topic, could we get some better fucking lighting in his laboratory? Did he learn nothing in high school chemistry? That dark, grey-ness is a one-way ticket to pouring acid on yourself. and more to the point, I can't figure out if he has a "rash" as he put it, or he's scaling over. Note to all you future genetic experiments: Be specific when describing side effects. And Maya, you stupid bitch, why did you stop poisoning him? Clearly he's off-kilter. You deserved to be sacked in a corner. Granted after last seasons suckitude, I'm not so broken up.
   
2. I will allow the "Nathan back from the dead" thing. Maybe he's being reanimated. maybe that's daddy's power. who knows. I do not like the "I'm on a mission from God" storyline. And sidenote: where the hell did his family go? Did they leave him after he got all melty-faced last season? His wife could walk again, and apparently that meant she walked away from his sorry ass.
3. WTF IS SYLAR'S POWER? Hunger? watch repair? Crazy? I had always thought Peter and Sylar had similar powers, just different ways of going about them. But apparently the crazy that goes with it is VERY IMPORTANT. And while we're on the topic of Peter, how about he get a little bit MORE emo? Would that work for everyone? That scene between scar-face peter and stupid-idealism peter was annoying melodramatic and cliche. And now he's all "I HUNGER". But still not getting why. And all he needed to do to absorb the power was fix a watch? Seriously? That's like a poorly designed RPG quest.
   
4. Speaking of not-getting, Mama Petrelli says "I am your mother" and everyone's like "WOW, I HAD NO IDEA". If that crazy bitch told me she was my mother, my first question would be "Could I get a DNA test?" It's like an episode of Maury Povitch in here. And why is everyone in this damned show related?
   
5. Hiro is being overly emo as well, and I don't like it. I love that he calls Daphne nemesis, and I loved how he kept putting Sark (David Anders, i can't remember his heroe's name. Adam?) in the coffin. but all of the "I don't trust ando" bullshit is an over-reaction that you KNOW is going to turn out to be completely misunderstood. I was mildly surprised when Hiro stabbed Ando, but I just don't care so much anymore.
   
6. Am I they only one that didn't understand the situation when they went into the future? In the first episode they make you believe that Claire is chasing after Peter because the "specials" are being hunted, but now you learn that he's like a terrorist of some sort. Is that how the future changed? He kept talking about "Stepping on Butterflies" Other confusion, how did her four shots kill future Peter? we've already proven the healers can withstand an atomic blast, but four bullets in the chest put him down?
7. While I appreciate that Claire is all damaged, and who wouldn't be after Sylar did that to her, she's not pulling it off well enough. She's still far too emotional for my tastes. I'd like to see her dead inside. That would be interesting. She's still too feisty. And her whole "Dad, what are you doing?!?" when Noah wanted to use black-hole-boy to suck him up was ridiculous. Suddenly you care about Sylar? The man is a monster.
   

I'm sure there are more issues I have with this season, but those are the biggest ones I have at the moment. I don't mind the Nikki and sisters were genetically engineered storyline. I thought it was interesting when we find out that Nikki was indeed dead and Tracy was different. If they pull this again, though, I will be unimpressed. I like how Mama Petrelli is crazy and clearly up to no good (minus the whole "Sylar, I am your Mother" shit mentioned above). I like seeing the villians too. I just wish that the darkside of the heroes we know wasn't quite as melodramatic or irrational. Thus ends my Heroes rant.

The Spice must flow.

This makes me so very, very, very happy. And I can't figure out if it's the cute cat or the bad grammar or the Dune reference, or all three.

Edit: It should work now.

GMail is Brilliant

This is hysterical, but it makes me a little sad for the human race.

And what do the poor schlubs who never learned basic math do if they're up late at night?

For those of you playing the drinking game...

MAVERICK!

This post really has nothing to do with politics, I just watched the SNL VP debate sketch this morning, and that one line cracked me up hard-core. I determined this morning I have a really hard time telling Palin and Tina Fey apart. But this election just seems to be ridiculous now. Not that it wasn't before now, but I'm just sort of done caring. I know who I'm voting for, and short of a kiddie porn scandal in the next two weeks I'm not going to change my mind. I just wish my bigoted mother would stop trying to convince me that McCain-Palin is the way to go. Maybe if she had ever done something with her life she would realize how ridiculous it is.

Meanwhile the economy is falling apart around us. And we're bringing the rest of the world with us! Ha! Take that, suckers! Don't support us in our unwarranted invasion of another country, we'll suicide bomb your economy. Seriously though, I hope everyone is studying their Chinese, Russian, and Arabic, because with increasing frequency I think that they're going to take over the world. I hope our historic tendencies continue and we elect the right person at the right time to get us out of this disaster. I haven't given up all hope yet, but I am beginning to seriously consider moving back to Japan to avoid America imploding. Or England, but shit isn't much cheaper there.

I have actually been wanting to move to England lately. Brian seems to be having so many new experiences there with so many interesting people, and I'm just not. I'm sure it's a 'grass-is-always-greener' situation, but nevertheless, I wish I could travel a bit more. I need to make a decision about where my life is headed. I've decided I want to focus more on international business than engineering, i think. Fucking Bruce Long ruined engineering for me. I remember when I used to look forward to Micro-controllers. Now I just think "oh god, i'll be stuck in a lab all day". But I want a PhD so i can go back to teaching. Who knows what I'll actually wind up doing. Maybe someone will discover my amazing acting abilities and pay me money to do that. That would be sweet.

This weekend I didn't do a damned thing, and it makes me so happy. I just sat and played Final Fantasy XI and caught up on TV. Well, sort of caught up, but I'm now up-to-date on Terminator! And House, and Grey's, and other stuff. Not Gossip Girl or Mad Men though. Saturday I got a haircut, manicure, and pedicure. It was one of the gayest things I've done in a long time. But it was a men's salon! With beer and action movies. So it kind of balances out. Except I don't think I like manicures because my hands are now kind of sensitive. I also worked out, and my abs are still sore, but it's a good kind of sore. Hopefully I can get back into the swing of working out regularly and lose some of the weight I feel like I've been gaining.

Tonight is Heroes and Chuck and How I Met your Mother and Big Bang Theory and Gossip Girl and Sarah Connor Chronicles. Fucking Mondays. It's only a matter of time until the ratings for one of those shows really dies (I know it's already Terminator, but still), and then I will be sad. I'm off to fake-work for a bit longer.

This weekend I did not do a damned thing

So not working

I watched lots of TV, but this blog should be more about just what I watched. I've enjoyed all the premieres I've seen so far, though. Brothers and Sisters is getting a little tedious, but not horrible yet. I like Scotty and Kevin at least.

Perhaps the biggest news of the week is Brian leaving. He left America again last night for Oxford, and arrived at like 4:30 AM our time. I'm such a big mix of feelings. Of course I miss him, and the long distance thing is tiring. Worth it because I love him, but tiring (It would be funny if someone from work read this as I'm not out there). At the same time though, it feels different than Japan cause England is only a 6 hour plane ride and a 5 hour time difference from us, so it's not so far. And I'm so busy and so tired lately that it hasn't really sunk in that he's gone for a bit. He'll be back around Christmas, which is good. And I think Oxford is good for him. The academics and the diversity and the pub crawls will be great fun. On some levels I'm actually jealous that I don't get to do any of that stuff, but then I think of all the stress required to move to another country and I get a little overwhelmed. I just need things to stop for a bit, I reckon.

In other news, I posted an ad on Craigslist looking for friends. It makes me kind of embarrassed for myself, but I'll wait to see how it turns out. I need a bigger social circle so that I don't keep bothering Michelle or Dan. After this play, I should get involved in something with more people my age I reckon.

Being 25 is very surreal for me. It's not that I mind getting old, because I accept that it's a part of life. More that I watch all these people around me who seem to have some sort of direction. Everyone's in Graduate school or they've been working at jobs they at least appear to enjoy, and I'm neither of those. I think this bout of melancholy is probably due in large part to the four hours of sleep I got last night. I love this play and I love Brian, but the combination was killing me. I'm so looking forward to doing nothing this weekend but locking myself in my room and playing ffxi while catching up on TV. Of course after that I'll feel guilty. Thanks Dad!

Ok. I should go back to faking it at work.