a touching story about an obsessed man with his legos, his dead cat, and the church he built for her.



saw the first new dragnet episode today. it's like a less interesting version of CSI with Al Bundy and Nick Papageorgio as the 2 main characters. i totally dig that khandi alexander is in CSI: Miami. you know CSI Miami would be great if they broght in more people like....stephen root, maura tierney, vicki lewis, dave foley, and joe rogan. and totally ditched the whole crime scene investigation gig, and just worked in a classic goofball office enviorment for a AM radio news station. hahaha. oh yeah, and if i'm gonna wish for a miracle that is never going to happen anyway, you gotta get phil hartman back. then i woke up...



if you live in SD, and tune to 87.7 FM, it's the FOX radio station. whatever that is getting played on TV gets played on that channel. listening to news this morning, the newscasters said something that was jaw dropping. they were doing some kind of morning news about some story about how dogs sleep on the bed with the owners, and then one newscaster goes something like, "we're not saying the dogs were doing it doggy style with the owners, even though it involves dogs, just incase you were getting confused." what the f' was that about? it's like Good Morning America meets the minds of jackass. sheesh. i have a feeling that guy is probably gonna get fired.



i watched a lot of TV today....both csi's, the new twilight zone episodes, dragnet. i gotta express my disappointment with twilight zone again. it looks like they have plenty of money to hire big actors and get nice sets, but the writing is absolute gastly (as simon in AI would say). they keep repeating hints over and over again where you're basically screaming at the TV going "alright alright, we know what's gonna happen already! damn!") i like mysteries where you guess what's gonna happen, and they make you believe you have it figured out, but it turns out to be completely wrong and even a better twist at the end. this was what was good about the twilight zone series back in the 50s-60s. but the new episodes are horrible. they are for the Goosebumps generation. where these mysterious could be solved by maybe 8 year olds.



the novelty value of the single life sure has worn thin. i'm not sure if it is from living pretty much alone (since i don't hang out with my roommate much), or maybe i'm just getting old(er)....but coming home from work to what felt like a big empty void (my apartment, which i once considered a sensory overload that i'd never thought would bore me) was very unfullfilling for the first day in a looooooong time. i envy those who come home to a companion on a daily basis. i think i finally feel that i'd rather not be single. it used to be that either being single or not single had its equal amount of advantages and disadvantages. unfortunately being single is not something you can change just because you would rather not be single anymore.