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Always Something
Jul. 3rd, 2009 01:21 pmAfter a week of fairly good attendance at Surrey Place, Cal woke up this morning whey-faced and slack, then puked in the car. We took him home and laid him down on the couch, where he puked again (copiously, but mainly water), so I gave him a bath and put him to bed. Steve went to work, and I fell over. A couple of hours later we both woke up, Cal chirpy and hungry--no further accidents, as yet--while I continue exhausted and sweaty. I'm trying to make up for lost time while he watches The Jungle Book; it's going okay, I guess. But I'm certainly not where I hoped I'd be, by now.
Otherwise: Freakangels is on hiatus once more, which sucks. Everybody seems to have their panties in a bunch over Michael Mann daring to shoot a historical film on digital video. Last night's Harper's Island was a repeat of the pilot episode, probably as a vain attempt to jack interest in next week's two-hour finale. I wasted time by going through our ridiculously large collection of VHS tapes, separated out the ones I thought/knew I could replace on DVD, then organized the rest into vaguely thematically linked groups of ten or twelve for easy conversion; I now need to find out if that guy who did my first load takes dubs, because if he doesn't, that bodes ill for things like Daniel Yoon's Post Concussion, John Paiszs' [The Big] Crimewave, or The Sticky Fingers of Time. (Or, indeed, those two episodes of The Hunger I wrote the actual scripts for, which I still only have on video.)
Okay, so: Back on the horse. This morning's Supernatural newsletter brought a fresh new load of what one person considers Ruby-related songs, including Bjork's "Bachelorette", in which she claims to be "a fountain of blood in the shape of a girl"...that should be good for something.;)
Otherwise: Freakangels is on hiatus once more, which sucks. Everybody seems to have their panties in a bunch over Michael Mann daring to shoot a historical film on digital video. Last night's Harper's Island was a repeat of the pilot episode, probably as a vain attempt to jack interest in next week's two-hour finale. I wasted time by going through our ridiculously large collection of VHS tapes, separated out the ones I thought/knew I could replace on DVD, then organized the rest into vaguely thematically linked groups of ten or twelve for easy conversion; I now need to find out if that guy who did my first load takes dubs, because if he doesn't, that bodes ill for things like Daniel Yoon's Post Concussion, John Paiszs' [The Big] Crimewave, or The Sticky Fingers of Time. (Or, indeed, those two episodes of The Hunger I wrote the actual scripts for, which I still only have on video.)
Okay, so: Back on the horse. This morning's Supernatural newsletter brought a fresh new load of what one person considers Ruby-related songs, including Bjork's "Bachelorette", in which she claims to be "a fountain of blood in the shape of a girl"...that should be good for something.;)
