October 2005

Well, we are taking a short break from bingeing on DVD telly! We are in the felicitous process of digesting discs 3 and 4 of Veronica Mars Season One and whoo! I am hooked on these characters. I wanted to take a moment to check e-mail and I thought since I not updated in a few days, I would do so by singing the praises of this little show and its band of quirky characters.

Like, Lost: Season One, we have avoided spoilers like the clichΓ©d plague so we have been batting around the theories about who did what to whom and so on …

Thus far in media res, our theories are that:

1. Duncan and Veronica are not related, it was just something that mum told him to break it off with her … now as far as why? Maybe it was jealousy over the former relationship between Jake and Lianne or maybe it is just wanting someone of similar status for her son.

2. Weevil did not have anything to do with Lily’s death – he simply was a fling who may or may not have been loved by her. Confrontation to finally ensue between Logan and Weevil though … maybe leading to something else bigger?

3. The Kane parents might not have had anything to do directly with Lily’s death but they sure like hell covered it up. I personally think they have told the son that he did it and they are protecting him to keep him on a short leash but hey, that’s just me thinking those people are a pair of twisted sisters.

4. Veronica was sexually assaulted by … okay, this one not so concrete yet and still working through the usual suspects.

5. Logan and Veronica – short-lived at best, I think. The fates seem to be pushing Veronica and Duncan back towards each other, again why I think they are not related.

6. Alicia and Keith – interesting pairing though we could see it coming. I don’t know how it will play out if Lianne returns to Neptune. Will Keith leave Alicia in favour of making it work with the wife? I’d be surprised if he did because he does not seem to be holding a torch for her but then again, I have been wrong before.

7. I will have to write more later, I am being summoned back to the sofa for more Neptune soap opera goodness.

See you on the flip side πŸ˜‰
– GermanCityGirl

Addendum: Despite myself, I am indeed crushing on Logan. I know the character is phenomenally pricktastic at times but I can’t help myself … I’m smitten with that smug mug!

Currently watching: Veronica Mars Season One.

Meal: Popcorn with nutritional yeast flakes + a light dusting of sea salt + a Blue Sky Cola with crushed ice.


Wow. Tonight has been a binge session of DVD goodness. We began with Disc Two of BSG Season One, followed with Disc Two of Veronica Mars Season One, and whilst I type away, I have The Odd Couple playing in the background on the Mac. I have watched much tonight and it has been great!

My sleep is so completely screwy because of maintenance calls, our water delivery, and random inability to get back to bed. The weather is slowly becoming pleasant and I need to shift into a normal schedule so I don’t miss the niceness. The weather here is mostly unbearable save a few months in the winter/spring … so best not to miss it, eh?

On that note, I think I will sit on the balcony with the cat so we can enjoy the coolness of the morning breeze … the house is silent so I will read a book and hope to get sleepy once again. You’d think after watching so much media, my eyes would be really knackered but it seems my mind is racing with the whole “what-will-happen-next” for the shows we are viewing.

See you on the flip side πŸ˜‰
– GermanCityGirl

Currently watching: The Odd Couple.

Beverage: Chamomile tea with some honey + ginger-man cookies with rock sugared fronts.

It has been raining uncharacteristically all day today.

From my second-story window views tucked safely inside, it would seem wholly an entirely different city altogether had one not known the better of it. I can so tell I have been watching Austen for the past few days, it just makes you want to lapse in period-speak and specifically the way Jane turns a phrase. It’s been Pride and Prejudice, the one with Colin Firth – a right perfect Mr. Darcy indeed if there ever was.

The Austen-fest began with checking one of my usual sites, the best news source for us common Muggles. I was looking at the photos from the film and some behind the scenes ones.

How weird to see a smiling Snape! Anyway, so my stream of consciousness mind fast forwards to the various characters in GOF and then Emma Thompson. It was, and still is, raining, I thought her Austen movie was a wise choice for this wonderfully grey day …

Before I make some lunch, I wanted to leave this entry with Thompson’s wonderful Golden Globes acceptance speech … it’s rather droll, if I dare say myself.

“Thank you very much. Good Heavens. Um, I can’t thank you enough, Hollywood Foreign Press, for honoring me in this capacity. I don’t wish to burden you with my debts, which are heavy and numerous but, um, I think that everybody involved in the making of this film knows that we owe all our pride and all our joy to the genius of Jane Austen. And it occurred to me to wonder how she would react to an evening like this … and this is what I came up with.

‘Four a.m., having just returned from an evening at the Golden Spheres, which despite the inconveniences of heat, noise and overcrowding was not without its pleasures. Thankfully, there were no dogs and no children. The gowns were middling. There was a good deal of shouting and behavior verging on the profligate, however, people were very free with their compliments and I made several new acquaintences. There was Lindsay Doran of Mirage, wherever that might be, who’s largely responsible for my presence here, an enchanting companion about whom too much good cannot be said. Mr. Ang Lee, of foreign extraction, who most unexpectedly appeared to understand me better than I understand myself. Mr. James Shamis, a most copiously erudite person and Miss Kate Winslet, beautiful in both countenance and spirit. Mr. Pat Doyle, a composer and Scot, who displayed the kind of wild behavior one has learned to expect from that race. Mr. Mark Kenton, an energetic person with a ready smile who, as I understand it, owes me a great deal of money. TRUE! Miss Lisa Hanson of Columbia, a lovely girl and Mr. Garrett Wiggin, a lovely boy. I attempted to converse with Mr. Sydney Pollack, but his charms and wisdom are so generally pleasing, that it proved impossible to get within ten feet of him. The room was full of interesting activity until 11 p.m. when it emptied rather suddenly. The lateness of the hour is due, therefore, not to the dance, but to waiting in a long line for a horseless carriage of unconscionable size. The modern world has clearly done nothing for transport.

P.S. Managed to avoid the hoyden Emily Thompson, who has purloined my creation and added things of her own. Nefarious Creature! Thank you.'”

I love it. And now, I think I will crank the a/c so it has a chill in the air that the outside is supposed to have during an autumnal rainstorm. I believe a toasted sandwich of some sort is in order … perhaps with some soup? Armed with a nice meal, I can tuck into more Austen. I take my leave of you …

See you on the flip side dare I say anon? πŸ˜‰
– GermanCityGirl

Currently watching: Sense and Sensibility.

Meal: Minestrone soup with fresh garlic, a turkey and swiss sandwich on wheat with red leaf lettuce, and a handful of potato chips for the crunch.

We nearly weren’t allowed to enter Canada because in our rush to leave the house on Monday, neither of us thought to take our bloody passports … but luckily between my concert tickets, printed out hotel reservations and our winsome smiles, we were allowed entrance with a stern warning about remembering to bring them next time.

Well, okay … as stern as Canadians can be.

They played at the Orpheum Theatre with two opening bands: Cut Copy and TV On The Radio, the latter of which totally blew us away. I was thrilled when GC came back during the intermission with their CD for us to listen to on our cruising through Vancouver … Franz was great but to be pleasantly surprised by an opening band is always a nice treat. They had a lot of energy in their performance and the lead singer reminded me of Peter Gabriel’s voice at times … so if you can find it locally, take a chance and enjoy.

I had no idea the venue was so close to our hotel so we had the hotel limo drop us off and we took the short walk back in the chilly air … it felt nice to be cold for a change after months of sweltering AZ heat. Our hotel is rather nice. It’s the downtown Hampton Inn next to their big stadium, right downtown with this kick-ass view and open air roof area. I’ll have to go up there with my camera and take some shots before we leave.

It’s getting late. GC wants to get something to eat then pass the hell out. With the weather this greyish rainy wonderland, if we’re not careful, we’ll sleep all gorram day.

See you on the flip side, just across the border Northward πŸ˜‰
– GermanCityGirl

Currently listening: You Could Have It So Much Better by Franz Ferdinand.

Meal: TBD after we leave the hotel.