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Just killing time because I can't watch *Jake 2.0*...
Couldn't watch Enterprise either, but the few spoilers I heard didn't make it sound like that was a big loss for a Malcolm-lover like myself, so I won't cry. This time of year sure is frustrating, though. Of all the new shows I want to see, there's one I'll have the chance to see. Hmph. Thank god for video.
And I've decided I want to run a marathon. A little background- I'm very much not an athlete. I've always figured team sports and phys ed class were my punishment for being a torturer of puppies in a former life. I fenced some in college, and I hike a bit (as in "wander vaguely through the woods," not as in "follow a ten-mile-long trail over a mountain with a huge pack on my back"), but that's it. Lugging heavy books around is my main exercise.
So why a marathon? Well, it's not marathons themselves that appeal to me (after all, the original runner died. That's a sign, people), just this specific one: Le Marathon du Médoc, in Bordeaux, as described in October's Food & Wine. Bordeaux as in wine country, as in you run past some of the greatest vineyards in the world, and at the water stops, they feed you wine and local delicacies like cheeses and sausages. Can you imagine? Run, run, run through the French countryside, and just when you think you're gonna die, hey, there's Château Lafite Rothschild waiting for you with wine and nibblies. Incredible. I love France. So that's definitely getting added to my list of "Exhausting, Athletic-type Things To Do Before I Die" (along with "walk across Great Britain along Hadrian's Wall," "follow the Camino de Santiago from Le Puy to Santiago de Compostela," and so on).
So anyway, I hope Christopher Gorham was cute and interesting (and slashy), though I'm sure he couldn't be otherwise. His show, on the other hand... well, fingers crossed. (Incidentally, it's funny that I've posted about both Dead Poets Society and Swing Kids recently, because my mental shorthand for Christopher Gorham is "Robert Sean Leonard 2.0." Go figure.)
Oh, and is anyone else scared to do that "describe me in one word" meme?
And I've decided I want to run a marathon. A little background- I'm very much not an athlete. I've always figured team sports and phys ed class were my punishment for being a torturer of puppies in a former life. I fenced some in college, and I hike a bit (as in "wander vaguely through the woods," not as in "follow a ten-mile-long trail over a mountain with a huge pack on my back"), but that's it. Lugging heavy books around is my main exercise.
So why a marathon? Well, it's not marathons themselves that appeal to me (after all, the original runner died. That's a sign, people), just this specific one: Le Marathon du Médoc, in Bordeaux, as described in October's Food & Wine. Bordeaux as in wine country, as in you run past some of the greatest vineyards in the world, and at the water stops, they feed you wine and local delicacies like cheeses and sausages. Can you imagine? Run, run, run through the French countryside, and just when you think you're gonna die, hey, there's Château Lafite Rothschild waiting for you with wine and nibblies. Incredible. I love France. So that's definitely getting added to my list of "Exhausting, Athletic-type Things To Do Before I Die" (along with "walk across Great Britain along Hadrian's Wall," "follow the Camino de Santiago from Le Puy to Santiago de Compostela," and so on).
So anyway, I hope Christopher Gorham was cute and interesting (and slashy), though I'm sure he couldn't be otherwise. His show, on the other hand... well, fingers crossed. (Incidentally, it's funny that I've posted about both Dead Poets Society and Swing Kids recently, because my mental shorthand for Christopher Gorham is "Robert Sean Leonard 2.0." Go figure.)
Oh, and is anyone else scared to do that "describe me in one word" meme?