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Do any of y’all watch BSG?

Some thoughts under the jump in the comments (warning – spoilery!).

EDIT: I decided to move my thoughts to the comments, since I don’t want to accidentally foist spoilers on somebody whose feed reader doesn’t correctly interpret the jump or something.

24

Mike and I are working our way through the first season of 24. My conclusion: I do not have the patience for 24-episode-long plot arcs. We have five episodes left, and I want everybody to die.

ETA: All the women on this show suck. Without exception. Not a single female on this freaking show is worth a damn. Don’t get me wrong, I don’t expect a bunch of P.C. bullshit showing the women kicking more ass than the men, or even as much ass as the men, but could we get just one woman who isn’t actively trying to screw everything up?! PLEASE!

Best dream ever.

I woke up this morning a bit flushed from the best dream I’ve ever had in my life.

I immediately announced to Mike:

“I just had a dream about another man!

Mike: ::rolls eyes::

And I went on to tell the story, which went something like this… (I wish I’d written it down when I first woke up, dammit.)

There were bad guys involved. They had me captive, or something along those lines, and Other Man swoops in guns a-blazing and rescues me. We wind up at my grandma’s house, somehow, and he’s preparing to go back and fight these guys. He’s really outnumbered, though, so I’m begging him to let me go help. (I wanted to go with my Kel-Tec, I remember that much.) He’s insisting no, it’s too dangerous, I can’t go. I am convinced he’s going to get killed if I can’t help him, that there’s no way he can take on all these guys. He keeps telling me no.

I know somewhere in here either my sister or Mike’s sister was present, and so was Joey – my dog. In fact, Joey kept getting out of his kennel and Other Man and I were trying to keep him locked in there so he didn’t alert the bad guys to our position. Finally, we leave my grandma’s house, presumably for Other Man to leave me somewhere along the way while he goes to confront the bad guys.

We get to the cul-de-sac at the end of my grandma’s street, and all of a sudden Other Man jams on the brakes. He turns and stares at me, and then reaches over and wraps his hand around the back of my head, intertwining his fingers in my hair. He pulls me close to his face and says – “This might be the only chance I have left to do this.”

Then, Other Man kisses me. Nay, starts to full-on make out with me. And it was awesome. Awesome like only dream kissing could be. Full-body tingling, twitterpating, movie-scene awesome. This goes on for several moments, until he finally relaxes back a bit and sits with his hand still behind my head, firmly pressing his forehead to mine, in a very intimate/romantic gesture of closeness.

Mike was REALLY rolling his eyes at this point.

Unfortunately, I don’t remember much beyond that, but I believe I went and helped him fight the bad guys after all. With the Kel-Tec. Then I woke up, heart all a-flutter.

Mike was like “Thanks for sharing.” Then I told him who Other Man was.

It was Jack fucking Bauer.

No, not Kiefer Sutherland. Not an actor playing Jack Bauer. It was Jack Bauer. We weren’t like, acting out a day of 24, either. He was just a real life person, who happened to save me from some bad guys and then treat me to the best round of tonsil-hockey ever to be played in dreamland.

So the bizarro thing about all this was not just that I’d had a dream where I was rescued by and made out with Jack fucking Bauer, it was that I woke up completely. Madly. Deeply. IN LOVE.

With Jack fucking Bauer.

Seriously – this was one of those dreams that causes residual feelings to linger on in waking hours, and my feelings were of very intense affection for Jack Bauer. I couldn’t stop thinking about him. I kept having to remind myself that he’s not a real guy – even if I really did have feelings for him, he’s not a living, breathing human being with whom I could act out said feelings! Totally weird.

And, of course, the effect of this was Mike thinking I’m totally nerdtastic, and me having a 180 degree different outlook on Jack during this week’s episode of 24 (which we’d DVR’ed from last night) than I did towards last week’s Jack. Last week, I was pissed off/annoyed with him for being a dumbass and doing the things he’d been doing. This week, halfway through the episode I caught myself feeling complete sympathy/understanding, and condoning all his behavior, no matter how stupid it was.

I’m pretty sure this probably proves some theory about how womens’ hormones have the capability of making us irrational. And I don’t care.

I’ve also developed a sudden craving for an HK Compact USP 9mm. I may have to try one out as a potential 9mm purchase… It can match the Jack Bauer man purse I totally ordered for myself today. Obsessed? Nah. Just desktop wallpaper-worthy… It’ll blow over. :)

In the beginning, there was Caprica.

And then the Cylons nuked it.

Because the Gods of Battlestar Galactica see fit to deprive me of new BSG goodness until 2008, Audra and I have started over with the miniseries and are going to work our way through seasons one and two… which I haven’t yet seen. It’s actually kind of fun to watch, knowing what I know now, because I can laugh at the secret Cylons and who is boinking who and… That stuff.

One thing I observed: apparently running from Cylons, searching for Earth really ages you. Everyone looks way younger in the miniseries. Chief Tyrol is skinner, too.

BSG Goodness

I can’t believe I didn’t post an OMG WTF BSG post after Sunday’s episode.

So here it is: OMG WTF BSG!?

I can’t believe they’re leaving me hanging until 2008. This is all I’ll say here in the interest of being non-spoilery, but (to steal a line from JMPP) WARNING: COMMENTS CONTAIN SPOILERS.

Discuss at will.

Vacuous entertaiment news; 300, The Black Donnellys

300

Now that I’ve calmed down a bit, I can elaborate on 300. I can honestly say it’s my new favorite movie. Everything about the movie is excellent. The dialogue, the effects, the casting, the beautifully chiseled bodies of the Spartans… Okay, allow me to be a total girl for a minute – seriously hot dudity in this movie. Apparently the training system used was CrossFit – men, if you’re looking for a new workout routine, I highly suggest you jump all over that. If you have results like Gerry Butler, the women will be jumping all over you.

Sorry, guys, I had to do it. Bear with me, there will be a hot chick later in this post. I promise.

Anyway, back to the important stuff. I didn’t read the graphic novel, but Mike said the movie was true to it. The cinematography and stylization are simply gorgeous. The movie is powerful, moving, inspiring, and two hours of pure adrenaline. I cried, and I wasn’t the only person in the theater to do so.

This is worth your $8, several times over. I’ll see it at least once more in theaters, and I’ll be buying whatever super-duper special edition extra features DVD they release. Two thumbs way, way up.

The Black Donnellys

I don’t watch much TV, and if it weren’t for our Dish DVR I probably wouldn’t watch it at all. However, as soon as I saw a preview for The Black Donnellys, I knew I had to give it a shot. I mean, how could I not?

I’m actually surprised at how great of a show this is shaping up to be. Almost more surprising is the transformation of actor Jonathan Tucker. I first saw him in 100 Girls, where he played a charming, awkward, skinny nerd:

In the second episode of BD, we get to see the new (and I’d say highly improved) Jonathan Tucker, as Tommy Donnelly:

Wow. I’m on major hot body overload tonight. I mean, where in the hell did that come from? I’ll spare you the screencaps of several minutes later in the episode, where he was hosing himself off while wearing only tighty-whities. Maybe he started CrossFit too…

Okay, because I promised, and because my male readers have been so patient thus far, here’s the reason you guys should watch BD too (in addition to the kickass storyline):

Yeah, she’s hot too. I knew I recognized her from somewhere – she played the lesbian chick on The O.C. for a few episodes. (Note: I was pretty much forced to watch said show by Sara. I’m going to maintain that I never really enjoyed it.)