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I am currently reading China Mieville's newest book, "Iron Council", which is so far the most political of his works, and features a mobile society based around a train with crews that lay down track ahead of it and tear up what it has passed over. If you have not read any of China's work, I highly recommend all of them. There is a lot to like about a guy who thinks that Jane Eyre is the best horror novel ever written.
Right now, Wednesdays are my favorite TV night, with Lost and The West Wing both showing. Although I have some serious catching up to do with West Wing, as I have missed most of the last two seasons. (Grumblegrumble, apprentice rehearsals, grumblegrumble. Mrrph.)
This Wednesday also featured the premiere on PBS of Regency House Party, which, like a train wreck, I just had to watch (at least during the commercial breaks of The West Wing, as they are on at the same time.) It's a dating game reality show set up in the same style as Colonial House was, with modern day people; all single 5 men and 5 women, stepping back in history to try living the way they did then. Only this time they get to live in a country manor, and attend dances and elegant dinners and hunting parties. The best part of the show is when you get to watch the participants doing Regency-style activities, with this quiet PBS voiceover telling you about social interactions in the same tone they used to reserve for the mating habits of the cheetah. The most boring part is, of course, when the actually interview the participants about how they feel about the restrictions that have been put on them because of their sex or station in life.
And last night,
gmskarka and I vegged out in front of "Moscow on the Hudson" and "The Amityville Horror", both of which are films that I had never watched all the way through before.
What all this means of course, is that I have accomplished next to nothing on my sewing area clean-up project. Bad Laura, no biscuit! But I was entertained.
Right now, Wednesdays are my favorite TV night, with Lost and The West Wing both showing. Although I have some serious catching up to do with West Wing, as I have missed most of the last two seasons. (Grumblegrumble, apprentice rehearsals, grumblegrumble. Mrrph.)
This Wednesday also featured the premiere on PBS of Regency House Party, which, like a train wreck, I just had to watch (at least during the commercial breaks of The West Wing, as they are on at the same time.) It's a dating game reality show set up in the same style as Colonial House was, with modern day people; all single 5 men and 5 women, stepping back in history to try living the way they did then. Only this time they get to live in a country manor, and attend dances and elegant dinners and hunting parties. The best part of the show is when you get to watch the participants doing Regency-style activities, with this quiet PBS voiceover telling you about social interactions in the same tone they used to reserve for the mating habits of the cheetah. The most boring part is, of course, when the actually interview the participants about how they feel about the restrictions that have been put on them because of their sex or station in life.
And last night,
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What all this means of course, is that I have accomplished next to nothing on my sewing area clean-up project. Bad Laura, no biscuit! But I was entertained.