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The fall TV season won't start for really real for another six weeks or so, but I'm trying to choose which new shows to try. So far I'm looking at:
Pushing Daisies -- I heard it was good. Seems like a good enough reason.
Reaper -- they had me at "co-starring Ray Wise as the Devil."
Gossip Girl -- I think it's okay for some shows not to feature monsters and spaceships.
Viva Loughlin -- I've heard it's bad, but Hugh Jackman might sing! I am shallow.
Bionic Woman -- I'm on the fence about this. I heart Katee Sackhoff and everything, but I wonder if she's going to get enough screentime to make this worthwhile. I've only seen like two clips from the show, so I have very little to go on here. Isaiah Washington's presence is not a plus. If the show had any other pedigree, there's no way I would be watching.
So what else is starting this fall? I'm not watching Cavemen, or any Sex & the City knockoffs. I didn't like the original, so I don't need a rehash. I'm not exactly hurting for stuff to watch. In addition to the existing series we already watch, our wall of DVDs, the Netflix subscription, and all the other shows and movies that we have stockpiled on the TiVo, I think we're set.
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Twice this week I've had the impulse to look up information on the internet that wasn't there. In one case, I realized immediately that no amount of Googling would provide the answer to my question ("Where did I store Jeremy's George Foreman grill when we moved in?"). In the other case, I just wasn't able to find the answer. Maybe it's out there, but I actually had to call the organization in question, and they had to go look it up because nobody in the office knew the answer.
To correct this lack of information on the internet, I offer these answers.
1. The Foreman grill is in the cabinet under the drawer where we keep the foil and plastic wrap. 2. The National Association of Retail Druggists (NARD) changed its name to the National Community Pharmacists Association (NCPA) in 1998. Possibly because no movie ever contained the line, "Wolfman's got NCPAs!"
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I really have no idea why I got this LJ account today. After all, it's not 2001 anymore. I hardly know how the damn thing works, and I have a low tolerance for squeeing fangirls/boys who don't care for punctuation. I blame my new anti-migraine medication. Mostly I figured it might be fun since I barely know anyone on LJ, so I can feel more free to write what I want to without being locked into my preconceived notions of what my friends' preconceived notions of me might me. I'm afraid to write in front of people I know, just like I've always been afraid to sing or act or otherwise perform in front of family and close friends. A thousand total strangers and I'm fine; five people who know me from somewhere else and I'm paralyzed. I plan to get over it, but I think it will help to ease into it, get comfortable.
I guess if one of my real-life people finds me here, it won't be a problem. But I'm not going to tell anyone about it for awhile.
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