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Wednesday, March 09, 2005

The Pitch: It's like Waiting for Guffman meets Battlestar Galactica!  

Fanboy's holiday today: I watched the Battlestar Galactica miniseries today while sorting a longbox of comics. The comics sorting--not too much fun, but dear God, was that Battlestar Galactica great. Once again, I am one of the last to catch on--after Tim and Nancy and Rob Bennett and Hibbs and many, many others talked about how good it was, I finally got a copy of the miniseries from Bennett. Holy cow. It was so much better than the original piece of poo that used to run on Sunday nights on ABC I can't believe it. Lots of satisfying nastiness--that scene where they could only take the children and three adults from all those refugees? Awesome. That scene where they have to leave all the non-FTL ships behind? Super-awesome. Female cylon chick breaking that baby's neck in the crib? Yummy, with a big side-dish of tasty.

Another short update, I'm afraid. The plan is to get off this computer doo-dah thing and get the place vaccuumed before Edi gets home today.

Oh, and our friends Bruce and Lily had a big ol' baby boy this morning. Lily's sister called about 7:45 to let Edi know Lily had gone into labor, and then called about two to say the kid had come about 8:45--he was ready to get out and hit the town, apparently.

The neighbor next door is chopping wood, and running a fire in his fire pit, which is pretty god-damn ominous. There's probably going to be a dinner party tonight. Shitpissfuck.

posted by Jeff Lester | 5:26 PM |
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