SG-1 Finale, Pirate Redeux

Okay, I was...satisfied with the SG-1 finale. It's the ONE finale that hasn't screwed me over since NYPD Blue ended (the best of the finales thus far). And they left it WIDE open for a nice miniseries later. So I can live with it. And actually I found the scene between Daniel and Valla very sweet. So thumbs up.

Last night Rob and I went to see Pirates. Rob hadn't been so this was new to him. He liked it. And on second viewing, minue the emergency crash seats, it wasn't nearly as bad as I originaly thought, or maybe I was just more prepared. Still, I'd like 1 on DVD but the other two....not as much. Go back and watch the first one, you'll see what I mean. And the more I watched the ending it really is slanted toward a fourth installment.

So Paris is out of jail. I'm good with that too. I think she served enough time that she gets it. I hope. And I saw where Lindsay Lohan has decided to continue to stay in rehab a little longer, a decision I applaud. But you know who I'm disappointed in? DEEPLY disappointed in and have no faith in ever again? Brooke Shields. I know she seems an unlikely target but suddenly she's best friends with all the Cruise Weirdos. I mean I get that you get press that way but seriously attaching yourself to the man who you publicly feuded with and feuded with on behalf of women every where who have PPD? Shame on you. SHAME! What the hell? Next she's going to be all "I was so wrong". No you weren't. And now you're just a big cheap sell out. You suck. Women suffer from PPD. It's a fact. Women who are left untreated can and do awful things. Vitamins won't help that. You know what will? Proper care under a doctor's supervision. And the message you send while hanging out with King Weird and his Consort just says that maybe you're thinking you were wrong. I mean is Tom Cruise not living proof that you will and can go nuts without proper treatment? YES. It makes me sad and Brooke Shields whould be ashamed of herself.

What's with the Beckhams? For Heaven's sake don;t feel you need to envade American soil for better popularity. Really, feel free to stay in Europe and be...European. We really won't miss you. Or your 'reality' show. Or your popping up anywhere there's a camera. I mean seriously, I feel like they'd show up at my child's ballet lesson if they thought someone had a video camera. Please leave and take your soccer balls with you.

I hear Nancy Grace is pregnant with twins. And apparently no one even knew she was married. Or pregnant. Is that weird or what? I'm not opposed to it since you have the right to your privacy absolutely but I just think it was very Un-Nancyish.

And finally, we saw Nancy Drew. Yeah, shut up. It was actually quite cute. And if you're a nancy fan it was just well worth it. I loved those books, read them all. I think they did a decent job of putting it one the screen without killing us with back story and making it non-gore for the little audiene members. I say...I like it. So if you have an eight year old, read her the books and go to the movie. She'll enjoy it.

So yes, this was a waste of space post but I'm procrasitnating laundry so and it's my blog.

A ten year relationship coming to a close

A little Haiku (or maybe not, I could never write the damn things):

We're done.

We're sad.

We think Brian Glassner

and eveyone at Sci-Fi sucks.

Well, let's all be honest. I'm a sci-fi nerd. Always have been, always will be. I've been really hating the 'new direction' sci-fi channel has taken over the last two years but at least it brought me BSG and for that, I can partially forgive them. But wrestling? What the hell? Check your demographics.

Anyway, tonight, it's over. After ten vested years in countless relationships, missions and fretting over the state of the Jack/Samantha relationship, Stargate SG-1 is taking it's swan song. I'm loosing friends here, long and faithful friends. Before I was married do you have any idea how many of these episodes, Cheetos and Diet Cokes got me through the dateless nights. Anyway, it just pains me. Remember the time O'Neil got all of the Ancients technology downloaded in his brain? Or the other time O'Neil got all the Ancients technology loaded into his brain? Or when the gang traveled back in time? Or forward? Or just generally around screwing up things, blowing up things and shooting things? Even the addition of Ben Browder with Claudia Black to off-set him worked for me. I hate you Sci-Fi, hate you (sobbing into a dish towel). I will come for you Grassner, and I will be bringing all of hell with me and the sets will run red with blood....okay, maybe that's a little creepy. I do like Atlantis as much as I like a cheap knock-off. It's like a Prado bag if you know what I mean.

And what about our lovely Sam? Wasn't the idea of the brilliant, tech scientist being a woman a thrill? She took names, she kicked ass and she did it all while fixing the most bizarre technology and shouting 'I just need another minute". She could fix it, fly it, rewire, be the voice of reason and do it all with pretty good hair. But she never seemed Barbie like, never wore inappropriate clothing, never got new boobs, never word too much make-up. She was the every women. If the every woman was a rocket scientist. I loved you Sam. And I know I'll see you on Atlantis next year, but really it's just not the same.

I loved you Jack. I know you bowed out for family reasons but you were good. I know your bought the production company and that was good. You were weird and snarky and for some reason enjoyed lots of fishing. Ben is good, but he's not you. You set the standard for all those tough, snarky, military types to come (Jack Bower, anything Keanu Reeves) . And it is a high standard, my friend. Remember the time they froze you? It wasn't a happy time for us. Remember Moebius part two? The best of times. It's been a long road. And will us Jack/Sam shippers ever be satisfied? Probably not.

Daniel, or as I like to call you, our little nerd delight in glasses. Oh, Daniel what can we say? You left us. Then when you discovered you weren't all that employable elsewhere, you were back. I can forgive that. I've been with you when you were just a science nerd to now when you've become..not so much a science nerd. You got over the whole wife thing and I was glad since, who cared? You were our hero in a do rag who spouted off stuff that confused us. Our super geek. The guy we'd take home to mom, even if mom would have no idea what you were talking about. And what was in all those journals you carried around everywhere? And Valla? She's good for you. Stop fighting it.

Christopher Judge? How many times were you tortured in a gratuitous way to get your shirt off? Thank you for that. You must have been hitting the gym three times a day for your fans and we admire you for it. While the hair has been weird, the 'indeed' was a constant. I'll miss you and your Spock like qualities, if Spock had less pointy ears and had showed up at the Vagina Monologues. It's been fun. It's been exciting. It was terribly cool when you had that the thing that flipped up and made a bird head.

So fav episodes? Mine? Moebius, parts one and two, season eight. Runner up: 200, season 9. All time fav fan episode according to the pool at Sci-fi.com? Window of Opportunity, Season Four. I suspect this was due to this particular scene. Let's face it, we needed it by then. We all need a little reminder of the romantic angle. We could have used more but it wasn't really about that, just seething below the surface with the occasional reminder was okay.

So good-bye, my darlings. Gate off somewhere wonderful. We'll be right here hanging out at http://www.gateworld.com or some fan-fic board waiting for our mini-series when you all find out you don't really have anything else to do. I have to go cry some more now. Hate you Sci-Fi...

And...still unemployed

Well, as it turns out no one in the Atlanta area seems to have any need for an award winning event planner. Maybe my new career will be barrista.

But all this has not been in vain totally. I have begun work on a synopsis for the book I completed targeted at Silhouette. Synopsis are of the devil, people! OF THE DEVIL. Also, I gave up coffee so it's not like that's helping. Oh, actually I just went whole hog vegan so I think my brain might be inpaired by lack of processed sugar, caffeine, white wheat, dairy and soda. Giving up meat, no biggie since, did it. Although the egg thing is annoying. Drinking all my water, fine, been doing it for years. But no coffee? It's the writer's blood. Thank goodness Paul Newman makes a tasty vegan Oreo or I'd probably be huddled in the fetal position in my closet. Although last night we had a very tasty veggie burger with homemade (via my husband) guacamole on it and a vegan bun along with organic mashed postatoes. Incidentally, I used the cute little round ones that are all different colors and they came out PURPLE. Awesome. Also slapped some vegan butter in them and you'd never know the diff. Other than the purple thing, although my three year old was quite intrigued by them. I just squeezed myself a big batch of fresh orange juice out of organic oranges. Although what the heck is with the bread costing $4 a loaf? What are they doing to this bread?

But back to writing. Oh yes, Synopsis=Satan. I write like one sentence and I feel completely drained (or maybe it's the lack of Splenda and cheese).

Unemployment or Guilty Pleasure?

For the first time in many years I find myself unemployed. Or rather underemployed since I do have a small child. The bailbonding company and I are splitsville after five years since it was sold to new owners.

An aside here, my occasionally wise friend DorkyDad often says that people who claim to big the biggest Christians will screw you over everytime. Seriously, anyone who introduces themselves first thing with 'we're Christians and we go to church', has a fish on their car or a fish on their business card? Is just out to win your trust. This has to do with the new owners but that's all I'll say.

Anywhoodles, so now I'm...at home. It's odd and sometimes sad. I find myself rather forgetting I don't have a job. And I'm having trouble adjusting sort of. I keep rushing around in the morning trying to get ready for work and then I realize...I don't have anywhere to go really. I've more or less been plunged into an odd world where people go to the grocery store before ten p.m. and eat dinner with their families and have time to do stuff like wash their curtains and mop. The shrink says take time to grieve and find out what I want to do and send out a few resumes in a couple of weeks. Oh, and I can slam down an extra anxiety med if I need too.

Naturally, a more industrious person would use this time to WRITE. And I will. Once I get the idea that I can just sit down and GO without major interruptions.

Anyway, I'm a bailbondsman no more. So any thoughts on how to fill my time? Subject line: A New Hope.

I'd be bitchy too...

Okay, so we've all heard the big hype about the Skinny Bitch diet book. I saw an interview with the writers the other day and I was like have you gone insane? No wonder there's all the weirdness in Hollywood and people converting to bizarre religions and beating cars with umbrellas! They're too starved to think straight! I'd rather do meth to stay skinny too then this thing!

Incidentally, this pic of Kate Beckinsale with her daughter is mostly irrelevant other than just to point out apparently one can have their body back after childbirth. I haven't the slightest idea if she binge/purges, has a live-in personal trainer and chef or all of the above. That and check out those shoes. I want to be famous so I can afford shoes like that for everyday clomping around too.

BUT.....now that I've done the research it...doesn't sound that bad. No really. And I'm a person who adores ADORES food. So what do you think? Doable? I sort of think it might be except for the expect to stay hungry part. But really, I'm usually hungry anyway so if I can sit down with a big fat plate of whole grain pasta...well okay. I actually don't eat meat (more or less since I love meat but it makes me fairly sick) anymore although giving up fish would probably come close to killing me. And I AM addicted to cheese. Maybe they're on to something there. And I did loose weight when I just ate a banana for breakfast on the way to dropping my daughter off to school. So I might check this out at Borders. Give me your thoughts, subject line BITCH DIET.

The Bitch Diet Book