Alas, my parents have made it back to Florida, and I'm one chair and a half (slightly smaller than a love seat) and two cheap end tables richer, not to mention some new towels and some new sheets. I'm thankful for all that, but spending time with the parents was exhausting. We visited the 6th Floor Museum at Dealey Plaza on Thursday and the State Fair on Friday.
And during the nights we didn't go anywhere, they got to discover the power of Hulu, and boy do I really wish I'd not done that. I had to endure hours of Dancing With the Stars and Grey's Anatomy. I'm not saying that Grey's Anatomy is a bad show, but I've never seen it, and given that the last season ended on a cliffhanger, I had no idea what the hell was going on. So, while they watched stuff like that, I was at the computer playing WoW doing Brewfest stuff and other piddly stuff that didn't require a lot of attention or time invested.
Oh, here's something that didn't make it into a 140 character post onto Facebook/Twitter/Plurk because of certain people (family members) who are on my Facebook. Holy crap, I'm pretty damn sure that my dad's racist. I don't know if he's always been that way or if it's something new that's cropped up since moving to backwoods redneck Florida. This opinion comes from a couple things he said over the course of the week. First, repeated laments of "people who come to this country and don't even speak English." Secondly, there's his bitching about how every time there's some kind of white-on-black crime, it's automatically a "black thing." That said, in the case he was bitching about, there was a pretty obviously racist element to it.
Of course, his is an appended racism. He's only racist against people of color that he doesn't know personally. "Oh, I'm not talking about you; it's all those other black people/Hispanics/take your pick that I have a problem with." I don't care which people of color he qualifies, qualified racism is still racism.
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Sunday, September 27, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
It's like a god-damned family reunion
Okay, I've been very very bad in catching up on my RSS feeds, so if I normally comment and haven't lately, that's probably why. It's just kind of weird getting a comment to something you posted 3 weeks ago, so I tend to avoid it as much as possible. By the way, Glynis, that apple frangipane tart looks amazing.
I've finished four seasons of Doctor Who via Netflix and have now started in on Torchwood. I've only seen the first 2 episodes (Season 1 Disc 1), but I'm getting a distinctly Doctor Who After Dark vibe to it. Not that that's a bad thing. It's aimed at a more mature audience in that it drops more profanity and I don't think we'd ever see a Doctor Who Monster of the Week that's a sentient gas that gets off on people getting off. Well, not officially anyway. I'm sure something like that would have eventually come up in a Doctor Who fanfic if Torchwood didn't come up with it. All I'm saying is that it seems decidedly different from the show that spawned it, but that's not necessarily bad.
I do think I'm in trouble. I didn't even make it through a single episode without resorting to creating a macro of the show.
My parents are in town visiting. I took them to derby last night, and they really enjoyed themselves, particularly during the second bout (The Treasure Chests vs. the Booty Queens). I do hope they start going to bouts in either Tallahassee or Panama City as a result. Other than derby, I've gotten decidedly less sleep since they've been here simply because of the conflicting schedules. It's also weird and crowded having three people and four pets in my apartment for a week when I'm so used to it being just me and Mango. Speaking of which:
It seems that my parents have got it in their head that they're going to buy me a couch while they're here. On the one hand, free stuff is good, but on the other, I'm really bugged out by their motivation for it. I graduated in 2004 and, I must add, through nothing I have said or done, are still feeling guilty for my paying my own way through college via scholarships, loans, grants, & GI Bill. I think had my brother actually graduated after they'd paid his way, they wouldn't feel so bad. I'm just kind of uncomfortable taking their charity because there are people who have far greater need of their generosity than me.
I've finished four seasons of Doctor Who via Netflix and have now started in on Torchwood. I've only seen the first 2 episodes (Season 1 Disc 1), but I'm getting a distinctly Doctor Who After Dark vibe to it. Not that that's a bad thing. It's aimed at a more mature audience in that it drops more profanity and I don't think we'd ever see a Doctor Who Monster of the Week that's a sentient gas that gets off on people getting off. Well, not officially anyway. I'm sure something like that would have eventually come up in a Doctor Who fanfic if Torchwood didn't come up with it. All I'm saying is that it seems decidedly different from the show that spawned it, but that's not necessarily bad.
I do think I'm in trouble. I didn't even make it through a single episode without resorting to creating a macro of the show.
My parents are in town visiting. I took them to derby last night, and they really enjoyed themselves, particularly during the second bout (The Treasure Chests vs. the Booty Queens). I do hope they start going to bouts in either Tallahassee or Panama City as a result. Other than derby, I've gotten decidedly less sleep since they've been here simply because of the conflicting schedules. It's also weird and crowded having three people and four pets in my apartment for a week when I'm so used to it being just me and Mango. Speaking of which:
It seems that my parents have got it in their head that they're going to buy me a couch while they're here. On the one hand, free stuff is good, but on the other, I'm really bugged out by their motivation for it. I graduated in 2004 and, I must add, through nothing I have said or done, are still feeling guilty for my paying my own way through college via scholarships, loans, grants, & GI Bill. I think had my brother actually graduated after they'd paid his way, they wouldn't feel so bad. I'm just kind of uncomfortable taking their charity because there are people who have far greater need of their generosity than me.
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