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Seeing Serenity today:

Talking to my wife before:

Me: Mind if I go to a movie?
Her: No, that’s fine.
Son: Can I go?
Me: You’ve already seen it.
Son: What is it?
Me: Serenity
Son: Fuck, yeah!
*okay, not those exact words, but that’s what he meant*
Wife: Graar!
Me and Son: *Leave before wife can find the cordless phone. Pretty sure divorce lawyer is on speed-dial*

Buying tickets:

Me: Two for Serenity, please.
Lady behind us: I heard that’s good.
Me: It is.
Lady behind us: *funny look*
Me: Saw it last week.
Son: This is our third time!
Lady behind us: Two for Wallace and Gromit, please.

During the movie

Me: Whedon, you bastard!
Son: *says lines three seconds before characters do*
Me: SHhhh.. there may be somebody here that hasn’t seen it yet!
Son: I can’t wait for Narnia to come out!

After the movie

Wife: Was it any different this time?
Son: No.
Wife: Are you glad you went?
Son: No.
Wife: Graar!
*finger twitching on speed-dial button*
Then maybe you should have stayed home…

Shiny!

I’m gonna load up on coffee this afternoon, since I’m thinking of going to the after-midnite showing of Serenity. It starts at 12:30, so after almost thirty minutes of new car and coca cola commercials, that means the movie itself will run to nearly three AM.

And that? Is past my bedtime. A little.

Plus we have soccer (9:30 and 10:15 AM games on opposite sides of town, naturally)

We’ll see how it goes…

Mosquito: the Big Damn Parody

This is pretty damn funny.

Mosquito: Behind The Scenes Preview I haven’t looked at the movie yet, but the still photos are priceless. Link found at browncoats message board. or Google. I don’t know.

Take my dog, take my cat
Western without cowboy hats
Look at me I’m on TV
You can’t take this show from me

Take our doctor, make him squeal
I’m told our whore is quite a deal
We say Zed instead of Zee
You can’t take this show from me

They’re airing baseball yet again
We might not break episode ten
But you can’t take this show from me

Serenity review

Pardon me for a second, but I gotta say it: Serenity, Fuck Yeah!

(clickity for the full review)

Edinburgh Festivals - Serenity : “Serenity is a science fiction adventure that riffs heavily on the Western and, inevitably, owes a few debts to the original Star Wars trilogy, Indiana Jones and the Alien movies. But rather than making you pine for those films, it makes you thankful that someone has learned the right lessons from them.

This is the type of filmmaking that knows how to keep us entertained from first frame to the last. It’s a fantastically layered film, with a dense structure, but it’s not overloaded with mythological significance, nor does it try to pound us into submission with an inflated sense of its own importance. The plot is tightly constructed, but there’s enough room for the actors to manoeuvre and let us get to know their characters. And the script is smart and funny, which keep the atmosphere light when it needs to be, but ensures that dramatic and emotional moments are pretty toothsome, too.

Serenity is based on the short-lived TV show Firefly that Whedon created in 2002. Running for only 13 episodes, it was cancelled mid-season by Rupert Murdoch’s Fox network, presumably because it wasn’t Buffy the Vampire Slayer in space. Nevertheless, the show’s fervent fanbase kept it alive online and with massive DVD sales. What’s great about this film version is that it doesn’t require you to be a fan to enjoy and understand it. I went in knowing nothing and was hooked almost immediately.”

Shiny

No, this isn’t a post about Firefly, although in my head I’m always hearing them say it (especially Kaylee. Yum.)

Oh wait, where was I?

Oh yeah. Something shiny. (I had to save this post to go to a meeting, brb.)

Otay. If you happen to follow the Flylady (no relation to Firefly, an awesome show if I do say so myself), you know that her number one instruction is to “Go shine your sink.” It’s a simple concept, really. If you focus on shining your sink, other things naturally fall into place. The dirty dishes from the sink go into the dishwasher. The clean dishes from the dishwasher’s last load get put away. Some dishes don’t go in the dishwasher, so you do them by hand - so first you have to clean the counter off so there is somewhre for the dishes to dry. And you can’t do all of that (and shine your sink, too!) and then leave drying dishes everywhere, so you put them away.

See? Logical.

So last night, (I was talking about last night. I think. Before I mentioned Kaylee saying “Shiny!”) I shined my sink. All the dishes were at home in the dishwasher, and the countertop was cleared off. Well, one of the countertops. Another Flylady concept is “Baby steps” and this baby is definitely not walking too far, yet.

So I think it’s time to reward myself for cleaning up. There is vanilla ice cream (thanks, Hon!) and I put some in a bowl. But it looks just a little plain, so I decide to add some chocolate syrup.

Do you see where this is going, yet?

I open the syrup (nifty plastic bottle, ya know). I turn it over the bowl. I squeeze. Hard, because apparently it’s stuck.

The chocolate squirts sideways. Not in the bowl. On the clean counter. Then, because I’m a dumbass, I step over to the sink and squeeze it again, to see if it will still shoot sideways or if it’s working correctly. This spurts more syrup all over the (formerly Shiny!) sink, on me, on the wall, and some on the floor, just for good measure.

You can laugh at me now.

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