Throwing stuff at the internet to see what sticks
Monday, June 05, 2006 Remember this thing I said last week?
I of course know that it's only a matter of time before I start missing recapping again. Weeks, if not days. In fact, if the bosses offered me a summer show tomorrow I'd jump at it.
You guessed it. Wing offered me a show the next day and I jumped at it. So starting this Thursday, I’m going to be recapping NBC’s Windfall. It’s the new summer show where Luke Perry and a bunch of randoms and 24 alumnae win the lottery. Except I don’t see how they’re going to win it every week; that seems a little unlikely.
Anyway, sign up for the mailing list, post on the boards, all that stuff.
Of course, this means that all the stuff I was planning to get done over the summer has to get done this week instead. Trash was leaving town on business yesterday, M. Small was spending the night at my mom’s house, and Trash asked me what I planned to do with my evening.
“Oh, you know. Do some trimming in the backyard. Fix the dishwasher door. Fix the basement ceiling behind the bar.”
A couple of hours later, when I was scrambling around on stepladders and the garage roof with a sharp saw, and then later swinging an axe at them in such a way that one false move on my part could sever a foot or a femoral artery, I wondered why Trash hadn’t objected to this plan. Normally if my clumsy ass is getting up to that kind of shit, she likes it to happen when she’s home and available to take me to the hospital. But since she wasn’t, I was extra careful. I had my cell phone in one pocket of my cargo shorts and our cordless handset in the other; I always got down off the ladder before moving it; when I sawed off a branch, I made sure that I was sitting on the side of the cut closest to the trunk; I climbed high enough to reach even higher branches with a saw, rather than wildly swinging the axe one-handed over my head. Even though I figured the next door neighbor could take me in an emergency, there was no point in being careless.
After I was done, and there was that much more sun in our back yard, the neighbor came out and asked what I’d been doing. “Just defiling nature,” I explained. I was glad I didn’t have to ask him to take me to the hospital.
Oh, and I also didn’t electrocute myself while fucking around with the dishwasher, or with the ceiling light fixtures and outlet in the basement ceiling. Go me. Now if I can just get this posted without the HTML being hopelessly fubared on the first try, I can call these past few days a complete success. posted by M. Giant 8:31 PM 3 comments
Sweet work there, ace. Kick back and enjoy a beverage.
I was considering whether or not to watch Windfall, leaning toward yes, just to see if ol' Luke still has... whatever he had.
I am ridiculously excited you're recapping something that I'm watching.