I revised my Storytellers essay and, having made few changes, posted it to the dashboard so it will show up a week from today. Then I moved on to another essay that I’m trying to get finished as part of my desk-clearing process to get me back to work on the novel. I’d really like to get everything that’s piled up on my left-hand pull-out tray cleared by two weeks from today, but realistically it may be the first of August before I can turn my attention fully to the book rewrites. That’s not a bad thing. I like starting things on 1sts. August 1st. Sounds like a plan.
I got hooked on Big Brother a few seasons back, and the new summer season started last night, but I’m not convinced that I’m going to watch it this year. What a lame bunch of contestants, and having Jesse thrown into the mix does nothing to win me over. The one guy I thought might be interesting (maybe because he’s closer in age to me than any of the others) doesn’t impress, and the Ph. D. neuroscientist is too whiny. Did the tae-kwon-do lady think she could get away with reducing her age by 25%? Ha! She got called out on it right away by the interior decorator. I’m going to try my best to resist the temptation to get drawn into their dramas. Must resist.
Burn Notice, on the other hand, was pretty good, although it relied on the stereotype of the Rainman-esque character. The actor even sounded like Dustin Hoffman. The bit where Michael punched him (“you can’t talk to him when he gets like this”) was funny, as was the scene where Fi and Michael were outside the car trying to shut him up long enough to explain the plan. The funniest thing about the episode was the fact that the guest star’s name was: Michael Weston. I did a double-take when I saw that in the credits.
