Must confess I haven't been watching the Olympics. Yawn. Haven't paid much attention to the popular media at all lately - no IDEA what's going on in the world aside from the obvious things I read on news sites on-line. The war, the election, more shite in Georgia, big plane crash, environmental doom, blah, blah, blah. Yeah, I KNOW. Maybe I should stick my head out of my little warren more often, but I can't be bothered.
My TV is only on lately for baseball games (which I'm only paying passing attention to as I wander the house going "yougonnacleanthisup? yougonnapickthatup? yougonnacooksomething? where's'atbook? catonthelawn! CATONTHELAWN!") and my Netflix DVDs.
RE: The Netflix DVDs. Thanks to Kim and FMC for the Black Books suggestion - it is BRILLIANT. I want a Dylan Moran of my own. Oh yes I do. The scene in the first episode where he's trying to do his taxes and screaming at the instruction booklet is basically a distillation of my inner soul - my inner spirit, made manifest, if you will. What I'm trying to say is that is the normal state of my head. With a soundtrack by Nick Cave. I recognize one of my tribe when I see one. And I'm completely convinced that anything involving Bill Bailey is going to be very, very good indeed.
The Peep Show is also damn funny, but I've only watched a few episodes so far. That's one of those shows that you wince in vicarious embarrassment for the characters, in the same way you are agonizingly entertained by The Office or that scene in Cheers where Woody sings the Kelly song. You just go "oh, don't." And they DO, and you're just uncomfortable as hell, but you watch anyway, even though it's an exquisite agony.
Also, MI-5 is fun. I believed it's called "Spooks" over in the UK. Obviously can't call it that over here, that wouldn't go down well at all. It's so subtle you have to crank the volume to hear the dialogue and then get blasted out of your seat when something explodes, but that's a small price to pay for entertainment that doesn't talk down to - and assumes basic intelligence in - its audience.
Someone has also recently pointed me in the direction of Little Britain. So far, so good - though I'm wondering whether this same set of characters and sketches will get old after a few more episodes. The horrible chav schoolgirl is genius, but the guy who's turned on by the granny is just creepy and tough to watch. We'll see where this goes.
What else? What else...?
Oh, work. I suppose I should do some. Boo.