This weekend is Brad's (and Mary McCormack's) last weekend in Boeing Boeing, so [livejournal.com profile] bexatious and I went for one last hurrah Friday night. And I'm so glad we did. I don't know if it was because it was the last weekend or because they've all been doing it for so long, but everyone was so relaxed and happy and Bradley just did not stop moving all night. Kept shaking his hips and wiggling his booty and was very limber. Unfortunately he is currently sporting the weed whacker look, which made me and Bex v. v. sad. But he made up for it by at one point jumping up onto the molding and putting his leg up on the top of a doorjamb. Yoga FTW! Guh. There were also on-stage shenanigans because two of the women lost their shoes and then it became a running joke with all the actors on stage and they were taking off their shoes and putting them back on and making jokes about it...it was hilarious. And the audience was great and it was just like one big party. A truly great night of theater.

Then afterward we haunted the stage door where Bex got drafted into being the official photographer for a Japanese tourist, hee, and I got pictures with Mary and with Brad.

Results under the cut. )

I asked Brad what he was doing next and he said, "Raising my kids." Fair enough! God knows the man could use a break. I was just proud of myself for finally saying a complete sentence to him other than "Can I get a picture?" Sigh.

So I think it's safe to say I've set a personal record for most celebrities photographed with in one week, eh? Hee.

On a semi-related note, if anyone hasn't seen it yet Richard Schiff has an editorial up on HuffPo. I think there are going to be some interesting times in his house ahead, ahem.

On an unrelated note, I bought this shirt today. I've seen it at Comic Con two years in a row and coveted it SO BADLY, and finally remembered to look it up and buy it. It's like it was made just for me, no?

Finally watched Gossip Girl! Brief thoughts within. )

Also watched Psych and thought it was a great episode. Never thought Maggie Lawson was hot until I saw her in the heavy makeup and pigtails. And we got a Gus running away scene which makes me happier than anything. Curious to know what people thought about that last scene (aside from you [livejournal.com profile] jesshelga, heh). I thought it was really cute but I'm still pretty whatever on that whole thing. Only one more episode left this year, woe.

For the BSG folks, funny t-shirt: Thirteenth Colony for Obama.

And this Glarkware Mad Men tee is pretty awesome.

And to close things out, a story: yesterday morning on the crowded subway on the way to work, a little girl apparently cut herself or something. I'm not clear what happened but suffice it to say she had a boo boo. Her mother sat her down in the seat next to me and the girl is crying and I am trying to sleep. The mother explains to the girl that she doesn't "have any character Band-Aids, I only have grown-up Band-Aids." This makes the little girl cry harder. "I don't want a grown-up Band-Aid!" she says. I think for a moment, then dig in my bag, and extract a bandage. "How about a Belle one?" I ask the mother. The woman looks at me like I have three heads, then realizes what I have in my hands and can't believe it. "Look honey, it's a Princess Band-Aid just like we have at home! And it's even Belle!" She looks at me. "I can't believe you had that!" "I, um, use them myself," I say uncomfortably. "That is so random!" she marvels. Well, not really if you know me. The Band-Aid went on and the instant it did the girl stopped crying. It was a win-win situation for everyone involved.

I guess the moral of the story is that sometimes being a kid at heart can buy you peace on the subway. Or something.

hey.

Jun. 8th, 2008 08:31 pm
Kind of been for away for a while. Been crappy and/or busy the past few days. Let's see, recap:

Wednesday was probably one of the worst days of my life. 'Nuff said.

Thursday I still felt crappy most of the day but managed to leave my house to go see Boeing Boeing again with [livejournal.com profile] girlunravelled and the ex-boy. Wasn't quite as funny for me the second time around, but still very enjoyable, and Brad seemed more relaxed, which was cool. Did the stage door thing again and actually had the whole cast sign my Playbill, which I didn't do last time, but hey, Brad comes out last and not that many people were waiting so why the hell not. Then I got another picture with Brad, even though I once again managed to say almost nothing to him. I do not know what it is about him that I have trouble speaking to him. I'm not usually this way so much with celebrities. Though I have the feeling if I ever met Ewan McGregor it would be the same scenario. I'm really okay with that, though, it's not like he would remember me five minutes later anyway. Anyway, picture behind the cut! He looks good, at least. )

Friday I had dinner with [livejournal.com profile] divanoir, [livejournal.com profile] jendaby, and our friend A., and then saw the Sex and the City movie. I liked it a lot. Just very enjoyable to spend another two hours with those ladies. A few more thoughts. )

Yesterday I went apartment hunting and have been deep in the throes of existential angst ever since. I saw two that I liked, one of which I put a hold on until tomorrow when I have to decide, and have been dithering between the two all day. It could turn out to be a moot point anyway, I may get rejected for the first one and the second one might be taken by tomorrow evening, but that does not stop the non-stop OH MY GOD WHAT SHOULD I DO running through my head. The one I put a hold on is more expensive but has a dishwasher, and you know how I feel about that! Sigh. Well, I can't make a decision until I see the first one again tomorrow, as I have some reservations that need to be assuaged or confirmed, so we'll see what happens. Fingers crossed that I'm able to make the right decision and things work out however I decide I want them to, even if it means saying no to both of them.

I also finally watched BSG last night and will post about that in a bit.

And today is just hot. The end. I spent some time reading post-mortems on Hillary's campaign, and have actually been pretty depressed about the whole thing. She had kind of lost my support over the last few months due to things she said and did, but I still find it all kind of sad and wistful. That said, this page on Obama's site is one of the classiest things I've seen in a while, and I look forward to supporting the hell out of him over the next few months.

And this editorial by Bob Herbert made me cry a little.

I also watched the Doctor Who ep "The Doctor's Daughter" and was underwhelmed, possibly because of the whole he's dating her thing, which, ick. I liked all the Martha stuff though.

And voted in some of the GCCA categories for myself my friends good fic. I don't know why I tortured myself, but I did, so, yeah.

Bill Cosby is auctioning off some of his sweaters, hee!

I went to Amazon and was very excited to see this available for preorder. IT'S ABOUT DAMN TIME, GEORGE.

Great snippet of a reader review I saw on Amazon, btw: While This Book Is well wrote... Well, there you go, eh?

Funny BSG-inspired song: I Wish the Chief Was My Boyfriend. It's no "David Duchovny," but still cute.

So I saw this clip of the new Daily Show correspondent Wyatt Cenac, and I think Wyatt may be my soulmate. Seriously, if you're a Lost fan, you HAVE to watch this clip. Hilarious. "Let's say I care if Hillary Clinton somehow got the support of enough superdelegates to win the nomination. Will that get Jack and Kate together?"

But it led me to finding out that Beauty and the Geek is cancelled, kind of. Woe.

OK, want to rewatch a bit of BSG and then make a quick post about it.
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Went out with my friend K. on Friday night. Here's how it went:

Go to a trendy popular bar that sounds fun. It is mostly fun -- except the top two floors of the three-level bar are closed for private parties, which kind of defeats the purpose. Thus, we have no seats. We have one drink, then decide we would really like to sit down.

Go to another popular three-level bar a block over. In search of seating, end up on top, mostly deserted floor. Have one drink, then go down to the second, more populated floor where we snag a table and order another drink, and think about getting food. It's 8:20, and the waitress informs us a private party (again!) will be kicking us out at 9.

K: "We can eat fast."
Me: "I'd rather have a leisurely dinner."
K: "Yeah, me too."

We finish our drinks and go across the street to the French bistro where we have an expensive and multi-course leisurely meal, which was very nice. And I'm not sure how I could have felt more old.

I did kind of get hit on, but it was by a sloppy drunk guy, so I'm sure he would have hit on anyone with breasts. Anyway. Maybe we'll be more energetic next time.

The next day I met up with [livejournal.com profile] girlunravelled in her neighborhood as I am thinking of moving there. (Actually, after our tour, I should change "thinking of" to "planning on.") Then we went back to her place and watched seven episodes of Battlestar Galactica. Heh. I have hooked another one! I am pleased.

Today I was at the supermarket, where I made a startling discovery. Have you guys seen this?
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It's a tub of cheesecake filling. No, really, you just pour it into a crust and chill it for a bit and voila, instant cheesecake. And according to these reviews, it's actually good. I cannot decide if this is the most evil thing ever, or the greatest thing ever. I am proud to say I resisted -- BUT FOR HOW LONG?

Fortunately [livejournal.com profile] velocityofsound linked to something that is simply unequivocally awesome: Tim Gunn and Christian engaging in a walk-off. As if that wasn't awesome enough, later in the clip Heidi mercilessly tickles a red-faced and laughing Tim. If you are a Runway fan, go watch now!!

[livejournal.com profile] nicole_anell linked to this amusing video: Internet Party: When Google's parents leave town. I think MySpace is my favorite.

Also amusing is the fact that Kate Walsh is apparently auctioning off just a bunch of swag shit she had lying around the house. Hilarious.

Thought spurred by last week's Lost. )

So I don't really like Marion Cotillard anymore.

For you Facebookers, here's an article about Scrabulous and its legal problems. As a fun fact, the article was written by a friend of mine from college.

Obama dances on Ellen. Not ON her...you know what I mean.

If you really want to feel old, check out the Wiki of Obsolete Skills. Here's one I had, barely, and am happy to never have to deal with again.

Watched Larry King Live because Bradley Whitford was on it schilling for Hillary. Had a moment where I wondered, "Who cares what Sean Astin or Fran Drescher has to say about anything?" then remembered why I was watching. Ahem. STILL. Had to FF every time Amy Holmes opened her mouth, though, as I cannot stand that chick. Meh. And Brad looked tired, poor baby. Must be play rehearsals...

And I was happy about tonight's Rock of Love bootee as I find her so unattractive that it's difficult to look at her. Not sure what Bret ever saw in her.... then again, what do any of them see in him? I like Ambre, but should that mean I don't want her to win? Ah, the usual Celebreality dilemma.

ETA: Just took an NBC viewer survey about Psych. Not sure if I should be concerned about that. I gave it high marks, natch. Although they keep asking how important the crime-solving aspects are to me, which, who watches Psych for the crime solving? LOL. And hey, [livejournal.com profile] kopernik -- they asked me if I enjoy the romantic tension between Juliet and Lassiter. Hee!
ANTM was the makeover episode which is always the most fun. I wasn't too happy about the elimination, but I did see it coming a mile away, so.

I actually thought Bionic Woman was pretty darn good tonight, probably because it was written by David Eick and focused heavily on Sarah Corvis. You could tell he was like "Let me just give Katee the craziest shit to say and do." And it worked. Sarah Corvis = the bomb. (Really, they should have just waited to air this show next season and cast Katee as Jaime Sommers, but that's water under the bridge.) But boy, could Isaiah Washington be any more useless and pointless? It's not a good thing when you can smell the stunt casting. I am starting to love Ruth, though, and her evil psychological testing on bitchy adolescents.

Dirty Sexy Money was awesome. "How do you live with yourself?" "Is your name even Gustav?" Brian gets all the best lines. Also, my love for Jeremy is strong but I'm really not a fan of the whole Kim Kardashian-lite storyline. Give him something better to do, pls. Although what he's doing now does involve him taking his shirt off, so I probably shouldn't complain.

TiVo'ed Pushing Daisies and Gossip Girl, will get to them this weekend.

I hadn't seen this particular Razor trailer, so maybe you haven't, either. Lee actually speaks in this one, yay.

The Warner Bros dude is trying to backtrack about films starring women, but this blogger does a good job of shooting his defenses down right quick.

Kiefer's going to jail. Oh, Kiefer. As [livejournal.com profile] marakara likes to say, it's called car service, people.

Speaking of [livejournal.com profile] marakara, a very Happy Birthday to you! Hope it was a good one.

And I would also like to wish a happy birthday to one Bradley Whitford, who is 48 today. But still frickin' hot. Happy Birthday, Brad! Please celebrate with an upcoming appearance on Real Time. I don't ask for much.
[livejournal.com profile] chanel19 visited this weekend and we had much fun. Friday night [livejournal.com profile] oeilade and I took her to the top of the Empire State Building as she had never been and it was a nice clear night and the view was spectacular. Then at my insistence we went to Pinkberry, heh. On Saturday the three of us went to the DUMBO Art Under the Bridge Festival and saw lots of wacky experimental art as well as an elephant painting. No, really, an elephant wielding a paintbrush in Brooklyn. That was followed by dinner in the city and then [livejournal.com profile] chanel19 and I vegging on the couch watching, among other things, the "Atomic Shakespeare" episode of Moonlighting and damn, I am always struck anew by how fabulous that hour of television was. When that show was good, it was good. Today we had brunch with [livejournal.com profile] divanoir and then just chilled in Washington Square Park watching street performers until it was time for [livejournal.com profile] chanel19 to head back to Penn Station. All in all a lovely weekend.

Watched Chuck and seem to have had an opposite reaction from most of my f-list. I wasn't crazy about it. I felt torn because I thought the show was pretty dumb and kind of boring but I thought the guy who plays Chuck is really cute. *g* And then I thought the little twist with the new Buy More employee was pretty great. So I think I'll give it one more chance and see how a "regular" episode is. Since it's on opposite Prison Break, though, it will have to really make me fall in love in episode two for me to stick with it.

I loved the second episode of Gossip Girl however. And I thought Desperate Housewives tonight was a hell of a lot of fun. I hope this is a good season.

As for Rock of Love, I am sad it is over, yet excited for the reunion next week and jumping up and down in my seat waiting for I Love New York 2. But first let's talk about tonight's finale. In which diabetes plays a starring role. )

[livejournal.com profile] aud_woman_in reminded me to link to this YouTube video in which Bradley Whitford speaks out against the dirty tricks ballot initiative in California. Sigh, I love him.

Really don't want to go to work tomorrow. Which doesn't have much to do with work itself, actually. I'm just physically and mentally not in a great place right now and wish I could have a day to just sleep and be lazy. But since I have more medical appointments coming up that will require time out of the office I don't see how I can do that. So I'm just cranky instead.
Whew, it's past midnight, so my birthday is officially over! Except I'm still 35. DAMMIT. Anyhoo, many, many thanks for all the birthday wishes. I had dinner with [livejournal.com profile] oeilade at one of my favorite Italian restaurants and then dessert at Max Brenner, where I got this RIDONKULOUS dessert of cake and ice cream and whipped cream and bananas and sprinkles and toffee cream and chocolate sauce and...it was frickin' huge, OMG. [livejournal.com profile] oeilade took a picture, if she sends it to me, I will have to upload. And the waitress saw me opening presents and took it upon herself to bring over a piece of chocolate with a candle and do the whole singing thing. Oy.

I just wanted to do something simple tonight (group dinner is Friday) because I was excited to get home and watch the premiere of Prison Break.

Ah, Wentworth. I have missed your pretty face. And I have missed the PB crackitude as well. Thoughts on the premiere. )

As if that wasn't enough, Bradley Whitford was on Living With Ed! He came over to Ed Begley Jr.'s house to check out the green living. He was so weird and adorable, barking at their dog and being uncomfortable at their marital squabbles and buying Ed a chair. And when they looked at the "engine" of the electric truck, Brad lifted the hood and his shirt rode up a little bit. That was my favorite part. He also wore his sunglasses on his forehead Danny Tripp-style, which was a bit disorienting. Sigh. Love that man.

And The Hills was catty-tastic. Meow. Also, it's disturbing when the most mature person in an episode is arguably Jason. Also also, Elodie was awesome tonight. BURN.

Speaking of The Hills, Lauren's fashion line is now live. Simple, but pretty, and quite reasonably priced, all things considered.

I TiVoed K-Ville but didn't have time to watch it tonight. I have to assume it's doomed, but since they're actually filming in New Orleans I want to check it out.

Happy Birthday (a few minutes late now) [livejournal.com profile] kirbyfest! You have a good birth date. :D
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Ha ha ha ha ha. Thanks to [livejournal.com profile] leftofcenternyc for the link.

I was going to post about tonight's (final) Studio 60, but when I sat down at the computer I got sucked into taking a stab at a couple more questions in [livejournal.com profile] miggy's Ultimate American Idol Quiz 2.0. *shakes fist* So, later this weekend, since I will actually be around this weekend. I liked it, though. And Bradley directed and did an okay job. And I will miss Matt and Danny. And Jack. Oh, Jack.

Oh, and there was some Danny/Suzanne fic posted at [livejournal.com profile] studio60_fic, for those of you who are into that sort of thing.

Anyhoo. More later. Oh, if you feel like helping out a good cause, mosey on over to [livejournal.com profile] coloneljack's journal for info on donating to the Tipitina Foundation. /PSA Or, if you're feeling more mercenary, go bid on Bradley's sunglasses.
What have I been up to? See subject line. *cough* IT'S MAKING ME CRAZY. So not happy.

Also, I found out that Adrianne Curry got a boob job, and I find this very upsetting. I mean, it's a nice boob job, they look real and all, they're not like huge sandbags or anything, but still, I am sad that she would do that, especially since she had very nice boobies.

I also found out that Talan from Laguna Beach is dating one of the Pussycat Dolls. How bizarre. And appropriate.

[livejournal.com profile] mistakency posted a link over in [livejournal.com profile] carrielh's LJ to Dawson Leery crying, which never gets old. Unfortunately, heading over there then led to me wasting about half an hour watching old Joey/Pacey clips, like I remember everything. This one is hilarious, it's "Ask me to stay," but someone filmed it with a camcorder pointed at their TV, and in the background you can hear someone snoring. HEE. Also found this cute P/J vid. Man, I'm totally in the mood for some old school Creek now.

In other news, Bradley was quite fired up on Real Time With Bill Maher! I sense that he wanted to punch that right wing hack in the face, except not really, as he is a very non-violent person. But, wow, he really did not like him at ALL. And then later he brought out the potty mouth, which always makes me happy. And how funny was it that he was on with a Congressperson from the California 47th? Apparently a Democrat CAN win in Orange County, six times in a row. Hee. The important thing is, Brad's hair looked fabulous and he looked scrumptious. Yum.

I must wish a Happy Belated-By-One-Day Birthday to [livejournal.com profile] yanatya! Hope you had a wonderful day.
I had a very strange conversation with my landlady today. "I'm going to get the windows replaced in your apartment and I'm going to tell my husband you're paying half but you don't actually have to give me anything, that will be between us for...there are reasons. Okay?" Errrr, okay. I've thought before that she handles all their money matters and I guess that confirms it. Weird. But if it means my apartment being warmer this winter, sounds good to me.

Bradley was on Megan Mullaly's show today and was delightful. And Megan Mullaly is a really bad interviewer; for a lot of the segment it felt like Brad was the actual show host and not her, which then got me thinking about Brad hosting a talk show, you know, maybe politically focused, and hey, something to consider when Studio 60 gets canceled. Anyway. I could have gone my whole life without knowing that Jane Kaczmarek can't get enough of kielbasa, but Brad was wearing tight jeans so I still feel like I came out on top. (Notice that I managed to use kielbasa and tight jeans in the same sentence. As well as Brad, came, and on top. I am a GENIUS.) And he did pinup poses and bodybuilder poses and gah, I need caps, immediately.

Everybody Hates Chris had a moment tonight that was pure brilliance. I mean, I kind of got goosebumps as I realized what they were doing and I was so impressed by it. If anybody cares. )

Heroes bored the crap out of me until the last scene, which was very cool. I missed the first 20 minutes or so because I was watching something on TiVo, and so then I rewound and watched what I'd missed, and soon discovered that I can watch Heroes the same way I watch General Hospital: mostly on fast forward, because I can pretty much write the dialogue in my head. Oh, but Hiro was gambling at the Montecito! Heeeee. Although I don't think it was the Montecito set, but still, funny. And the cheerleader story got me thinking a bit about how our society values teen boys more than teen girls, though I doubt that was their intention. But if they don't stop putting a HYPHEN in MIDTOWN I'm going to have to slap a bitch.

Studio 60 tonight was an awesome commercial for Sting's new album. Ha. More. )

Because [livejournal.com profile] velocityofsound loves me she linked to this description of New York's Flavor of Love spinoff. *snerk* Oh, I can't wait. Although it's possible that would be too horrifying even for me. Take your best shot, Cronin and Abrego!

Your moment of zen.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY [livejournal.com profile] md1016!! Your present is on order, I'm afraid -- should arrive in about a week. :) Hope you had a great day.
My life is weird. Today my brother e-mailed me and offered me free tickets to see a taping of Celebrity Jeopardy! at Radio City Music Hall tomorrow night. So that's what I'm doing. We won't be seeing every episode, but of the 30 participating celebrities listed, one is Jane Kaczmarek, which means, infinitesimal chance that Bradley Whitford will be in the audience tomorrow night as well. Hey, you never know. Regardless, should be fun. It also means I have to schlep out to Long Island tomorrow to get the tickets, and make the horrible sacrifice of seeing my adorable nephew, ha ha.

A&E (aetv.com) is having a big clearance sale on DVDs -- I got season one of The Kids in the Hall for 18 bucks. Woot!

I can't believe the animal trainer is on before Bradley on Leno. WTF? Upstaged by the animal trainer, damn.

Battlestar Galactica )

Glarkware has a Studio 60 crackpipe remote t-shirt which I must have. They also brought back the BSG toaster shirt and are offering a Not a Robot shirt as well.

Holy lord, is Bradley going to get bumped from Leno because of a monkey? *glares at television*

ETA: And Brad is on and spends the entire time talking about balls and making inappropriate Foley jokes. He is a pervert and I LOVE HIM.
He's killing me with the tight black shirt and the tight black pants. And when I type it like that, it sounds like he looks like Jack LaLane, but believe me when I tell you he really does not.
Hidey-ho everybody. I have been away from the internet for a while. Friday night had a lovely belated birthday dinner with a small group of friends -- which was pimptastic because even though there were just seven of us we got put in the semi-private room, then yesterday I was at my sister-in-law's aunt's house in the Hamptons. That was an experience. At one point I was talking to an elderly lady who was having dinner that night with her friend Mary, who is the daughter of Richard Rodgers, as in Rodgers & Hammerstein. Also got a free jacket from a budding clothing designer whose grandfather was the man who brought Lalique to America from France. It was that kind of day. Old money, it's what's for lunch at the 8-bedroom house in Quogue. Oh, and apparently my nephew has now said his first full sentence: "I want a cookie." Smart child.

Today was about catching up a bit, including watching Bradley Whitford's appearances on The Late Late Show with Craig Ferguson and Real Time With Bill Maher. I've never seen Craig Ferguson's show before and I have to say I thought he was pretty hilarious. I know he's a friend of Carrie Fisher's which kind of makes me predisposed to like him anyway, but I liked that the show had a "let's just do whatever the hell we feel like" quality to it. Brad continues to be horny and wear tight pants which is a lovely combination. And then on Real Time he got extremely fired up over civilian deaths in Iraq in a way I found, erm, stimulating. Also, Reza Aslan is kind of hot. Too bad I found parts of the show extremely difficult to watch because of the right wing-nut they had on, and I do mean nut. As in, the audience was openly laughing at her at times, and Bill's audience doesn't generally do that. They may hoot or hiss and then Bill tells them to stop, but openly laughing? You have to be pretty far along on the nutty train for that.

In spite of the Bradley love, and the WWBWD church sign (see icon) my favorite part was a line of Bill's in his monologue: "Bush said, I would love to answer your ridiculous charge that I'm the devil. But I'm a little too busy this week trying to unite my party behind torturing people."

Moving on to TAR. Pretty good episode, I thought. And yet, I have just a wee bit of ranting. )

Desperate Housewives was okay. I admit I thought the Susan spillage scene was hilarious, and I don't usually find her slapstick stuff to be so. Tom's baby mama is so annoying I want to put my foot through the TV, though. And does anyone play quietly vaguely creepy better than Kyle McLachlan? This show is still on probation with me, though, so we shall see how it goes.

Starbucks is raising their coffee prices about 5 cents. Now, they say in the article that "Currently, a tall, or 12-ounce, cup of Starbucks coffee costs between $1.40 and $1.65. Twelve-ounce lattes cost between $2.40 and $3.10, depending on the market, and a tall mocha costs between $2.70 and $3.40." As you can imagine, NYC costs are all of those highest ones listed. So I want to know why WE have to have the increase too? How about those people who are getting off 70 cents cheaper get their prices raised by ten cents, and we get to keep our already overpriced prices? Grrr. (And please don't lecture me about NYC overhead, I am WELL aware, but that doesn't stop the principle from pissing me off.)

Work tomorrow. Meh.

Oh, and just so you know, my brother and I watched the first episode of Sledge Hammer! which he had bought on DVD, and yeah, it's still pretty funny. "Didn't you see the news?" "I don't watch the news. I make it."

And oh again, thanks to everyone who passed along good thoughts for [livejournal.com profile] dochyel. He's being released from the hospital tomorrow, yay!
Well, I'm glad that everyone will have seen the S60 pilot, now. I watched it anyway just to see what music had been added, if anything had been cut, etc. My main worry was that somehow "Under Pressure" would be gone, but it was not, and so I am happy. But, what was up with that fucking .com logo IN THE MIDDLE OF THE SCREEN? I am seriously sending NBC an angry e-mail. SO OBNOXIOUS. It makes me not want to watch ANYTHING on your network when you are that disrepectful not only of your viewers, but of your OWN SHOWS. UGH.

I also hope not too many people are too disappointed. This was the most overhyped show in the history of the universe, and this is where I remind everyone that I said all along that I thought the pilot was good, not amazing. High expectations can be a bitch. That last scene still gives me chills, though.

In any case, the previews for next week look so good and I am SO excited about that. Next week is when it really starts, baby! Yay.

Oh, and I loved this from the L.A. Times: Studio 60, I suspect, will be very much Perry and Whitford's show, both within and without. They're as good together in the two episodes NBC sent out as Martin Sheen and the late John Spencer were on West Wing, and their relationship is similar, the Kennedy-esque sense of hope here grafted onto the re-education of late-night TV. Awwwww. *sniffle*

I recommend reading Sorkin and Schlamme's post-show live blogging. Some good stuff there, including Schlamme making a geek WW-related joke about phone booths and this: "Tommy and I knew that Brad was the guy to play Danny from the beginning, but we were initially reluctant to cast him because he'd just gotten done doing seven years of some show about the White House. So we saw every other actor in town for the part and in the end agreed that talent wins. After shooting five episodes, I'm certain we made the right decision."

Also amused at the comments by upset Christians who turned off the show after Wes's rant. Um, a) thanks for both PROVING the point, LOLZ, b) it's too bad you didn't keep watching to find out one of the heroes of the show is a devout Christian, and c) why were you watching an Aaron Sorkin show anyway? Don't you know he's a crackhead whoremonger?

On another note, I've been disappointed since day one that Sorkin chose an SNL-type show as the backdrop for his new series, and that hasn't faded. Why, Aaron, why? Alas.

All in all, I was more excited about Brad being on The Ellen DeGeneres Show today. That was delightful. He got Ellen flustered with his dirty talk. Heeeeee. Brad is a horny guy and he needs to call me. Funny underwear and go on a trip, indeed. I need screencaps! Especially of the sitting on the floor with his legs spread wide, yes. *nods*

Meanwhile, Prison Break was much fun tonight. All I really have to say is: of course he ate it. OF COURSE. Oh, Prison Break, how I love you in your complete cracked-out-ed-ness.

When I said I would have picspam tonight I apparently totally lied. Sorry. By Wednesday for sure.
38 in all. Cameos by other celebrities.

Preview:

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All behind the cut. )
Like 17th Street and Broadway, for example.

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Isn't it convenient that I just got a phone with camera capabilities this week? I took a close-up, too, I'll post it over at [livejournal.com profile] bradleywhitford where such excessive squeeing is acceptable.

So I enjoyed that view for a while, and then when I went to the movies later with [livejournal.com profile] yahtzee63, it was a Studio 60 bonanza. They were showing the commercial on the TV in the lobby; there was a giant stand-up display of the crowd pic near the concessions stand; and there was, I kid you not, a dangling mobile-type thing in the upstairs lobby. Oh, and then, there was a behind-the-scenes featurette before the movie, except we totally didn't get to see it because the "chefs" at Cosi need to fucking die. Just say no to chain restaurants, kids. The one time I actually would have liked to see one of those stupid things...alas.

The movie we saw was Little Miss Sunshine, which was hilarious and delightful in a we-live-in-an-extremely-fucked-up-world kind of way. Highly recommended, particularly if you like dark humor.

Speaking of fucked up...tonight's Flavor of Love! I knew it! )

I was reading an old issue of EW on the subway (I'm always about a month behind) and lo and behold, there was a Tim Gunn article! Dude, I didn't know he was Proenza Schouler's teacher. That is so awesome. Apparently he gets a lot of fan mail -- a Bravo exec says, "People are enamored with him -- they're offering themselves up to him." I would just offer myself up to go shopping with him. Is that so wrong?

West Wing season 7 is available for pre-order.

On a more serious note, one year ago yesterday (Saturday) was "You're doing a heckuva job, Brownie." As people starved, feared, and died. Never forget.
Had a crazy fun LJ-riffic weekend with [livejournal.com profile] skywaterblue, [livejournal.com profile] intopolitics, [livejournal.com profile] xyellowroset, [livejournal.com profile] christinekh, [livejournal.com profile] leftofcenternyc and [livejournal.com profile] bexatious, including a chance to have brunch on Sunday with the uberfabulous [livejournal.com profile] juliedarling. It was truly a Bradley Whitford-filled weekend; let's see, we watched Little Manhattan, various Josh/Donna WW stuff, Dead as a Doorman, and of course the WW finale.

And then, today, Team Stalker, as Bex has dubbed us, went to stand outside Radio City for the arrivals at the NBC upfront. And yes, we did see Bradley Whitford; we got to watch him make his way through the press gauntlet for probably a good half-hour or so. It was just across the street, so it was a pretty good view. And yes, he looked damn good. As he was making his way into the auditorium we may have yelled out "We love you Brad!" Ahem. It was funny, for a decent amount of time he was giving an interview pretty much right across from me, and his eyes definitely flicked my way a couple times; probably wondering who the crazy woman was obsessively pointing a camera in his direction. We also think he may have recognized [livejournal.com profile] intopolitics which is extremely amusing.

Anyway, it was super cool, and we saw pretty much all of the stars at one point or another. Basically, if you read about a star in a new NBC show, we saw them. As well as the non-fiction types -- Donald Trump, Regis Philbin, Meredith Viera, Matt Lauer, and Al Roker, who tried to shake my hand but I was focused on Brad and ignored him. Hee. I think the people I was most excited to see aside from the Studio 60 boys (Brad, Matt, Tim) were Jeffrey Tambor and Tony Hale, aka George and Buster Bluth. Squee!! Very exciting. Oh, and Greg Grunberg!

The title of this post comes from the moment when my digital camera's batteries died, and [livejournal.com profile] bexatious offered me her extras, and it turned into a three-person operation with [livejournal.com profile] leftofcenternyc and we changed the batteries in like 60 seconds flat. Total Nascar action.

Unfortunately, due to the weather the press gauntlet was underneath tents, which means none of my pictures really came out because it was dark under there. I did get a really good side view shot of Timothy Busfield, though, as it was right after he got out of the limo, before he went under the tents.

Busfield and a couple other S60 folks. )

Here's Buster. )

And Greg Grunberg. )

The pictures of Brad REALLY did not come out well, unfortunately; I shall share some anyway. You can at least tell that it's him. Graininess! )

I'm concerned that Studio 60 is going to be on opposite CSI, however; if this show tanks I'm not sure what I'm going to do. Eeek.

Anyway, I am completely exhausted from the weekend's festivities, and I have to go to bed so I can get my beauty sleep.

Thoughts on the WW finale (and the Prison Break finale) to come tomorrow. Not only have I been busy, but I've been feeling very unsettled and anxious about WW ending, and it's making the formation of thoughts difficult. I didn't actually cry while watching the show and I think I'm having a delayed reaction or something. Don't like it. Sniffle.

*is ded*

May. 11th, 2006 11:59 pm
OMG I AM SO EXHAUSTED. I have spent all week cleaning and preparing for guests this weekend, and I am beat. The really sad thing is, said guests will still be appalled at the state of my living arrangements. Oh well. I tried. I miss having a cleaning service like I did in Jersey City, I'm just not sure I can justify hiring someone for my small one-bedroom apartment. *ponders*

Anyway. The West Wing cast on Ellen was so delightful I could hardly stand it. Gushing. ) Honestly? I would take that over a clip show anyday. So that's some consolation, at least.

As a heads-up, Brad and Janel are on the cover of Backstage magazine. Yes, an actual PROMO SHOT of Brad and Janel TOGETHER. Which never happens. I'm so excited. Will try to find a copy tomorrow.

More press: David Hinckley of the NY Daily News does a nice retrospective. This article has some quotes I hadn't seen before. The Buffalo News singles out Josh/Brad and has some great Brad quotes. Also significant for Larry O'Donnell being even more of a fuckhead than usual.

What else? I still haven't watched ANTM. Survivor was lame. My Name Is Earl was not its best episode -- super-sizing doesn't wear well, I'm thinking. Anna Devane on GH tomorrow, whee.

I hope everyone saw the excellent USA Today article about how the NSA is monitoring tens of millions of people's phone calls with the cooperation of the telecoms. Well, whoever is eavesdropping on my conversations with [livejournal.com profile] oeilade must at least be getting a good laugh, because we are a comedy team extraordinaire. Meanwhile, The government has abruptly ended an inquiry into the warrantless eavesdropping program because the National Security Agency refused to grant Justice Department lawyers the necessary security clearance to probe the matter. Well, that's one way to cover your tracks.

In even more important news, They shut down the booth babes at E3!
No, seriously. They should study me in a lab or something. It's incredible.

I had a lovely day yesterday with [livejournal.com profile] bexatious and [livejournal.com profile] leftofcenternyc -- we went to a street fair sponsored by the Tribeca Film Festival, then walked over the Brooklyn Bridge and had yummy pizza and homemade ice cream in Brooklyn. Represent, yo. Weather could not possibly have been better. God, I love May in the city.

Last night I did manage to see Bradley on Real Time with Bill Maher (although [livejournal.com profile] kradical, I would still very much love a DVD of it if that's okay). You know, as much as I loved the funny, and the sex talk (especially the butt plug comment which will now live in infamy), I think my favorite part was when he seriously and thoughtfully confronted Republican governor guy about the disconnect between "pro-life" and the death penalty and essentially took over the show. The audience was eating out of his hand and it was like Bill wasn't even there for a minute. Just fantastic. God I love him.

Speaking of Brad, this week he is on the MSNBC It List. If you love me you will go raise his ranking.

Today was supposed to be spent vigorously cleaning my apartment in anticipation of visitors next weekend. Instead, I managed to watch the three most recent Doctor Who episodes (Ten, not Nine). Some thoughts here. )

For anyone who hasn't read it yet, the greatest West Wing fic ever can be found here. Republicans accidentally unleash zombies upon the world. Sam pilots a chopper and CJ has a hockey stick. Just take my word for it and go read.

In contrast, the most frightening article ever appeared in today's New York Times: Contra Contraception. Examines how factions of the right are focusing their efforts on contraception in addition to abortion. Includes this gem:

"Sexual union in marriage ought to be a complete giving of each spouse to the other, and when fertility (or potential fertility) is deliberately excluded from that giving I am convinced that something valuable is lost. A husband will sometimes begin to see his wife as an object of sexual pleasure who should always be available for gratification." -- Dr. Joseph B. Stanford, appointed by President Bush in 2002 to the F.D.A.'s Reproductive Health Drugs Advisory Committee [Boy, do I feel sorry for HIS wife!]

and this:

"Meanwhile a government report later found that Dr. Janet Woodcock, deputy commissioner for operations at the F.D.A., had also expressed a fear that making [Plan B] available over the counter could lead to 'extreme promiscuous behaviors such as the medication taking on an 'urban legend' status that would lead adolescents to form sex-based cults centered around the use of Plan B.'"

Our government at work, ladies and gentlemen. God, it just makes me want to go out and have lots of dirty dirty sex. I should do something about that, before they decide that clitoridectomies are the next way to go.

And on that happy note, I should go wash some dishes or something. After all, my place is in the kitchen, right?
ZOMG. If only I were rich.

Speaking of Brad, great interview with him here for those who haven't seen it. Favorite line: Unfortunately in television there aren't many central middle-aged characters (whispers) -- I'm hoping to change that... Oh, Brad.

Another choice exchange:
BS: So what are you working on now (besides Studio 60)?
BW: I'm doing some light writing ...
BS: Light writing. You mean like poetry? Haikus?
BW: (laughs) I'm pursuing my haiku dream.

Haikus about CJ, no doubt.

CJ is so tall
Want to climb her like a tree
Bark sweet as her bite?


The new Entertainment Weekly has a nice goodbye article for West Wing, talking to cast members and re-running some classic photos. Classy stuff. Hear that, NBC?

I finally watched America's Next Top Model and all I will say is I think I need a Joanie icon. Heart her.

In other news, Contraception use has declined strikingly over the last decade, particularly among poor women, making them more likely to get pregnant unintentionally and to have abortions, according to a report released yesterday by the Guttmacher Institute. Wow, you mean if you restrict access to contraception, you get MORE abortions? Gee, I AM SO SURPRISED. Only, you know, NOT ONE BIT. *holds head*

I got my first pedicure of the season tonight. Unfortunately, I mistakenly did not wait long enough afterward and my left big toe is totally fucked already. Typical. Hopefully I can pick up a close shade at the drugstore tomorrow. Sigh.
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