Saw this little guy on the median while I was out at lunchtime. No coyotes in sight, but two lanes of traffic zooming past him on either side. Roadrunners can fly, though they seem to prefer not to. I kept looking around for a big truck with an ACME sign on the side.
I finished my essay for the BOMC calendar this morning and sent it off to the editor. It turned out well, I think. The editor said it seemed fine with him, too.
I had one major problem with last night’s House. The episode had one ongoing mystery (besides the medical mystery, which is usually neither here nor there except as a catalyst for everything else that’s going on). The problem was that the opening credits spoiled the mystery. I recognized the name Michael Weston, mostly because the actor appeared on an episode of Burn Notice, where the protagonist’s name happens to be Michael Westen. However, when Cuddy’s boyfriend (and House’s erstwhile private detective) didn’t make an obvious appearance early in the episode, it was fairly obvious that he was the one behind the destructive pranks at Wilson’s condo. Other than that little detail, I thought it was a top-notch episode of the series.
I don’t think I mentioned previously that I posted my review of Joe Hill’s Horns recently. The review, however, came to the author’s attention and he links to it in his blog post today. So I’m linking back, to create some sort of Internet Gordian knot.
Tonight is, of course, Lost night. A one-hour warm-up followed by two hours of Lostly goodness. Can’t wait. Don’t bother to call–you’ll only get the machine. I have been avoiding absolutely everything and anything that might contain even a slight spoiler for the new season. Somewhat apropos of this, I had an idea whilst in the shower this morning (that happens a lot, actually) that led me to pitch an article idea to the editors of Lost magazine. I have no idea whether they will be even remotely interested, but I had to make the pitch, at least. Stay tuned.
Received an ARC of the next Dan Simmons novel, Black Hills, yesterday. It goes straight to the top of my TBR list. Sorry, Mr. Hogan. You’re down to #2.
We watched Whip It, the female roller derby movie directed by Drew Barrymore and starring Ellen Page last night. Also featuring Marcia Gay Harden and Daniel Stern as her parents, and Juliette Lewis and Kristen Wiig as two of the other roller derby players. The film felt a little uneven in terms of pacing, but the roller derby scenes were choreographed extremely well, and the film managed to have a good blend of comedy and drama. The scenes between Harden and Page are particularly strong, but there are some other excellent moments, such as the one where Wiig attempts to set Page’s character back on the right path after some mis-steps. It wasn’t blown away by the movie, but I thought it was very well done.
The Monday night comedies were particularly funny last night, from How I Met Your Mother’s “perfect week” to The Big Bang Theory’s exploration of the dual nature of the electron in the molecular structure of graphene. How could that not be hilarious?
