Thursday, September 16, 2010

escape holes in the Meowee East



I have this big box that my new cat boxes came in, and I've left it on the floor for the cats to play in. Haley likes to play hide-and-hit games, where you hide somewhere, and then bat at the other cat through an opening. But Minion doesn't play right.
She bats for awhile, and then runs into the box WITH Haley. You then hear "MROW!!" , you see the box move a lot, and Haley comes shooting out.

So I've now cut an escape hole onto the back, and some little peep holes on the sides.

In other Haley news... I'm afraid I really freaked her out at the last false fire alarm -- the one when a woman screamed, and for the first time Haley went running under the bed and I had to pull her out in order to get her in her box and out of the apartment.

Today they're testing the fire bells and people's smoke detectors. The fire bell goes off once in awhile, just briefly, and it's spooking Haley. When the dudes came to my door to check the detector, she ran under the bed and wouldn't even come out for Snappy Toms!! I had to put the Snappy Toms in a bowl under the bed, and then closed to door to make her feel safe.

Just now there was another short ring, and Haley jumped and started to run off. But I see her prowling around, so she hasn't headed for the bed yet. She keeps looking suspiciously at the door.

Que read moi?


I chose Juliet by Anne Fortier as my Other Vacation Book. (But I'll probably sneak a physical book along too! Just in case my ereader explodes or something.)

It's supposed to be a mystery-romance-lightly-humorous-partly-historical sort of thing. Sounds right up my Light Books Alley. And what's really fun is that I used to not buy books in hard cover, but with ebooks... only $10. (Swiss Girl: It takes place in Siena, in case you need your next audio book when you return.)

It's all very exciting. In other news, a coworker asked me today if I'm going to do Nanowrimo. Hmm. It's tempting. It's just so durned fun to knuckle down for a month and write write write. We'll see.

Monday, September 13, 2010

moving along

My beloved blog reader, Bloglines, is shutting down. Usually I would take my time trying out a variety of feed readers, shopping for the best; but then my blog reading will back up, which I can't afford. So I just looked up what others consider the best and made the move.

I'm now on Google Reader, but using a firefox add-on of feedly to actual see and read the posts. feedly puts it in a cute magazine sort of format, and you have the choice of a formats.

This was Bloglines, which had each topic in a column at the left. (I have the blogs I read sorted by topic. I don't read them all, every day, though. Depends what I'm into at the moment.)



And here are the feedly option. This is "cover."

And "My Digest."

This one goes by who updated recently.

Or I can just choose a topic. Though there's always that column on the right that shows all my feeds, by topic (except in Cover view.)

So I think this shall do.

Sunday, September 12, 2010

what to read, what to listen to

In other news... I can't decide what to read on my vacation. I'll still be reading Les Trois mousquetaires, but I want something as a backup for when I'm not in the mood. It was written as a serial, so I'm not sure how long it's gonna be til it takes off. Even if that's 1/3 in, which most books are, that's still 200 pages in.

I'll be using my kobo, so there are other options on there, but I'm not sure there's anything frothy enough. I might need to bring something bricks-and-mortar too.

In other other news... all that writing about Moving TV got me listening to Aaron Copland, so I bought two albums that should cover a good portion of his beautiful music.

* Cincinatti Pops: Lincoln Portrait and Other Works
* Essential Copland (which has Appalachian Spring, Music for Movies, and other stuff)

I'm a ramblin' gal oh ya...

So I've just watched a week straight of Sports Night, all three seasons. And I've had these things on my mind all week that I need to spill, so it's going to be long. Skip now or forever read this post.


TOPIC I - The Wizard Behind the Curtain

1. Writing Style - It's Not a Criticism



From episode 1 I've had that weird wizard-behind-the-curtain sensation.

I had the same feeling the last time I read Georgette Heyer. And the last time I re-read Connie Willis' Bellwether it was so strong as to be almost jarring, similar to this Sports Night time.

It's when you've read or watched a writer's work so much that you see the structure under the surface. The cast of Sports Night talk exACTly like the cast of West Wing. I'm sure it was the case with Studio 60 on the Sunset Strip as well, but it didn't hit me over the head that time.

It's weird, cause you go around feeling like the only people in the world who talk like the West Wing characters are the West Wing characters. You feel like it's *their* thing. Intellectually you know it's Sorkin's Thing, but you can forget. With Sports Night I couldn't forget. There were moments when the show's head cheese, the Stern-yet-Fatherly Isaac, would walk into a room and say and do something exactly the same way as the president would in WW.

Almost every character could have been played equally well by another good actor, or the cast of WW. Wouldn't hardly change the show.

The only actors who really stood out for me as transcending Sorkin were two actors who I loved in David Mamet's State and Main: Clark Gregg and William H Macy. They were acting like themselves, because they're character actors. So they brought that extra something special that only they can bring.

I'm not saying all this as a criticism of Sports Night. It just came from watching back to back episodes of the entire show. For the same reason I rarely read more than 3 books in a row from one author, because no matter how great they are, by book three you can see the wizard behind the curtain and it loses a little magic. What IS interesting is that I haven't watched West Wing in yeeeeaaaars. Maybe 10 years. And Studio 60 in four years. I've always loved Sorkin's dialogue, so it must have really imprinted on my brain.



2. Okay There's a Bit of Criticism

One criticism, though, is that ALL the characters in SN talk à la Sorkin. I'd be curious to rewatch WW and see if by then he'd learned to limit it to only certain characters. Cause in Sports Night the ubiquity of the style of talking gave me some cognitive dissonance. You can imagine an inner circle of friends all talking the same, because that definitely happens; but not an entire office. My boss and I have worked together for 13 years and you would not mistake my dialogue for his.

Incidentally, kudos to Joss Whedon. The "Scoobies" in Buffy all talk the same, but not everyone in the town, and not the characters on Dollhouse.


Anyway. Just somethin' on my mind.


TOPIC II - Sorkin At His Best

The other thing I spotted in the first episode was the reason why Studio 60 failed in the beginning. Sorkin's at his best when balance drama / touchingness / with humour. Politics was the best playground for this style, because it can so easily be grave, moving, infuriating, righteous, and funny. I've never forgotten the one small scene where a hurricane is about to hit a fleet of Navy ships, and at the end of the episode the president gets on the phone with a young signalman and talks to him until the line goes out. Shiver.


How can you be that moving with a comedy show? (Studio 60 was supposed to be another Saturday Night Live.) It could have been done, but he floundered for the first half of the season. There were these moments where you felt like you were supposed to be Moved, and you just weren't. They weren't sufficiently important. Only towards the end did he pick up steam--one of the only scenes I really remember was the Christmas episode, when the band-of-the-night were New Orleans musicians, playing "O Holy Night" in front of devastation scenes from Katrina. Shiver!

And proof that Sorkin could have been moving with comedy just as he was with politics, was that he managed it with sports. In the very first episode one of the main characters is feeling disenchanted with his job, when they start reporting on a 40 year old South African athlete, whose knees were broken because of his political protests, breaking a world record in running. And the character runs to the phone to call his son and tell him to watch. Brilliant!


The episode made me want to tear my hair out because that's how good Studio 60 could have been, and with a subject dear to my heart. Comedy is very important. Georgette Heyer wrote "fluffy" books, which she herself put down a bit; but her favourite fan letter was from an ex-Romanian(?) prisoner who for 12 years told the story of Friday's Child over and over to her cellmates, and it's what kept them sane.

It's what Spike Lee does when he's at his best--he's able to bring poignancy out of basketball, or TV, or politics. It's also what I loved about Slings and Arrows, which was about a Stratford Festival type theater.

So anyway. There's my rambling. Aaron Sorkin. Brilliant. Better make a TV show again one day. Might need to lay off the shrooms from time to time.

Saturday, September 11, 2010

Cuddles in the Meowee East

My father asked about Haley. Well, Haley doesn't come hang on the couch when Evil Minion is out and about. When Minion isn't frolicking, she's cuddling, and Haley doesn't want to catch her eye ("AH! It's my favourite toy Haley!!!!") So she sleeps on a pillow not too far away.

But when I lock up the baby, Haley comes over to get her due.


And here's Minion Minion Minion as we continued our Sports Night Fest.

The rarely-ending Pursuit of Finger Suck.








And the occasional calmer Cuddle.




And Sleep.

Me and Minion and la TV

Sat on the couch all day watching back to back episodes of Sports Night. Minion watched too, as you can see.

Here she's sucking on my finger.

See?






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