March 11th, 2007

girl

Marisol Moments

I've been reading the old entries on this site, because that's how cool I am; I spend my Saturday nights reading my journal.  Yeah!  No, because my episode reviews really do entertain me, and nobody else is posting much of anything.  [Edit: Or at least, they weren't until about 10:00 PM my time, and THEN suddenly everybody had big long posts up...by which point I had already put together half this post, so I didn't feel like throwing that all away.]

Anyway, since they only go back to the end of April and even then, the earlier ones are very short, I went combing through my personal blog on Xanga for TV related entries, and started to stick a few relevant ones into the LJ archives.  I was in short order distracted by some end-of-season CSI Miami posts, specifically as they pertained to Marisol.  As often happens on this show, my "deluxe transcripts" of scenes tend to reveal more about my reactions than my actual journal entries do.  And because I'm in a sharing mood...I've compiled several episodes' worth of Marisol scenes into one delightful post.  (delightful for me, anyway.  You probably won't care.  That's perfectly fine; causes me to lose less sleep worrying about what people think when they read it) They're serious, written in as much detail as possible since their purpose is for me to read them instead of having to cue up tapes all the time, but they also have a habit of ending up with commentary and/or snark mixed in.  I think they're an acquired taste.  Anyway.  These were all written at various points in 2006, mostly within a week of the episode's air date.
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Damn.  Now I remember why I could never, ever be convinced that these two were anything less than perfect. I'm feeling all warm and fuzzy, and so I'm going to stop there.  Otherwise I'll just end up at Rampage/One Of Our Own, like I do every single time I try to reminisce about the good ole' days of season 4, and it will completely defeat the purpose of wandering down the happy part of memory lane.
girl

Celtic Music and Crime

Today I learned about the "message" system on LJ, which is an enormous relief as it was getting tiresome trying to remember whose posts I had commented on that I wanted to check on new replies for.  Having my e-mail flooded with comment notifications was even worse, so I turned that off a long time ago.  But now I have this, and it's super cool!  This is something really basic I should have learned a long time ago, isn't it?

Tuesday on PBS, there's a Loreena McKennitt concert, which my dad has reminded me about 5 times so far in as many days and will probably continue to badger me about until I have it safely on tape for him.  Not that I blame him.  I generally don't keep up with music news, even for my favorite artists, but apparently she recently released her first CD in nearly ten years.  That combined with pledge drive time = performance!  YAY!  We can't wait to a) see said performance and b) obtain said CD.  She's kind of a revered name in this house, at least for me & Dad.

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The rest of this week is bare-bones on the TV front...Loreena will give me an excuse to skip American Idol this week - though without Antonella, I'm hard-pressed to find a reason to keep tuning in - and then it's just Bones & Lost on Wednesday, and a new Grey's Anatomy (!) on Thursday. 

Speaking of which, a lot of my shows are giving up on their supposed month-long hiatus plans, which is excellent news.  :)  Unfortunately, Standoff has been pushed back ANOTHER week.  $@(*&$(@%^@$!!!  They SWEAR it'll be back on April 6 - it better be.  They're running out of time to push it back.  To add to my irritation, the ability to watch the entire season's worth of episodes online has vanished.  Well, not so much "vanished" as "the link to the videos takes you to a blank MySpace page."  Dear FOX: if you're going to kill my show, could you at least just come right out and say it?  The hiatus, the lack of press, the Timeslot of Death...it's all rather agonizing and ominous.