June 6th, 2010

NCC-1701 Nebula 1

Meme, Day 18!

Day 18 - A movie that you wish more people would’ve seen
Babe: Pig in the City. For what it's worth, I did try to encourage people to see it.

Day 18 - Favorite title sequence
How do you open a science fiction-action show involving genetic engineering, mysterious government shenanigans, and family drama amongst a family that doesn't know a dead family member is actually alive? With slightly aggressive jazz and narration by (of all people) Charles Durning:

"An ordinary man, an insurance salesman, stumbles to his death on a New York City subway platform -- or does he?

"Unbeknownst to his family, his brain is recovered from the accident scene by a top secret government agency and placed in the body of a genetically-engineered 26-year-old man, who has the strength of Superman, the speed of Michael Jordan, and the grace of Fred Astaire.

"The only catch: under penalty of death, he can never let anyone from his past know that he is alive. And that, my friends, is a problem. For this man is desperately in love with his wife, his daughter, and his past life."

That was the pre-titles sequence (followed by an opening scene and then opening titles of DaVinci-style drawings of men getting sketched out) for the 1999-2000 CBS show Now and Again, Collapse )

Now and Again never caught on with a large audience, though it did get a full 22-episode season; it ended on a cliffhanger that's stayed with me, and I saw it 10 years ago. And something about the opening helped to grab me, so that I saw the wit and the drama of the rest of the show.

There should be more slightly aggressive jazz in science fiction, on television, and just in the world in general.
Whale fluke

All too easy

It felt selfish. I still did it.

Midday today I was planning to go to downtown's library and pick up a book on hold, and I realized I felt like driving. Usually I'd do such a trip by bus; that's always the case on weekdays, and of course the bus pass makes it convenient to do so. But I felt like driving.

This caused internal debate. Drive somewhere to do one thing? Would I allow myself to do that? I try not to do that. And with the genuine disaster that's still sending enormous amounts of oil where it should never be, how could I justify that trip, even a short one? And really, my only reasons were A) It's convenient and B) I wanted to drive.

I could justify it by saying that, by most car owners' standards, I drive very little. (Never mind plenty of people can't drive at all.) This tank of gas is already paid for. (But I will buy more tanks of gas in the future -- unless I decide I'd be a hypocrite if I did so and just got rid of the car -- and would the oil situation be better or worse by then?) I'll drive carefully, and it's always good to get more practice. To quote Capt. Janeway from Star Trek: Voyager, "You can use logic to justify anything."

At some level, it's probably good I had this debate, that I didn't just pile into the car without thinking this, but there's a good chance that sometime in my lifetime I'd always have to have that debate. That lots of people would have to have it. And I'm not automatically a better person for debating it when I didn't necessarily have to; I still did the convenient thing, right? The easy thing? The most I did was, I made one other stop downtown, at Border's to pick up a CD and a DVD I'll send to people as gifts. (Gifts that'll be shipped in trucks and planes, all using gas...) Could've been worse; I could've driven to one place, parked, did that bit of business, then drive further and park again before doing the next bit of business, THEN leave. I did use my legs, as I often do, to navigate downtown. Makes sense to do so. Driving didn't necessarily make sense.

Yet another way that it's hard to think about current events. And I'm nowhere near the places directly affected by them.

Why don't I have a bike yet? Get on that, Chris!
Flavored Calories.

Always a good reminder:

Even failed cooking experiments usually at least taste okay.

I've been a little stagnant in my food-making choices. (I first typo'd that as "stagnanty." That's how Buffy characters would say it!) So I tried the "look in my pantry and see what I haven't been using and use it" thing.

I threw lentils that I'd been meaning to use for a while into a pan, watered it, and seasoned it with garlic and -- here's where it got slightly experimental -- Secret Aardvark habanero sauce. Good, locally-made sauce; Big-Ass Sandwiches has it as an option on its sandwiches, and I usually get it on my sandwiches there. I also have my own bottle of the stuff, and I'd better not be afraid to use it.

I may have used a little too much of the sauce, but nothing I can't handle. And garlic makes many things good. So: I'm getting to eat something I don't usually eat. Go me. I ate some of it, and next I'll cut up some chicken sausage and add it to the bowl and get some meat digesting, too.

...as I said elsewhere online a few minutes ago, "I'm as riveting as rivets tonight, huh?"
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    full full of fiber!
Blow My Mind

I'm in a Harlan mood.

So share I shall: Here's Harlan Ellison telling Robin Williams about what L. Ron Hubbard was like in the Fifties.

Yes, Harlan speaks faster than Robin Williams. Can your ears keep up?