Milk and Cigarettes

Rambles about stuff I like.

Ramble about TV and gettin’r going

Hey – what’s goin’ on?

Missed a couple days last week. Thursday was one of those days where I just couldn’t get’r going. It was infuriating at the time – I had a solid sleep the night before, didn’t eat anything outrageous or do nuthin’ to be so tired. But there I was, 8:00 am and outta gas for the day. Frustrating. Had a nap and that didn’t solve much. As a result, I didn’t do my writing – nor much else that day.

I assume these fits and spurts of energy are related to my kidney. For those who don’t know, I had a kidney transplant in 97, and am on some pretty serious pills as a result. It could be that one of the side effects is unforseen lack of energy at certain times. I know that occasionally, I get into a state where I just can’t keep my eyes open. Only once can I remember that this happened during a day where I did very strenuous physical activity – the other times, it just sorta hit me and that was that. My body was all like, “Ok bud. Fuck all this nonsense, we’re on strike!” and my body just refused to work for the rest of the day. Weird.

Anyhoo, I’m back and rarin’ to go. Well, not rarin’ – I don’t really have anything to write about.

Or do I? I could write about how absolutely stoked I am for tonight’s episode of Gotham. The TV trailers showed the character of “Jack Gruber” making another appearance. I think he’s going to turn out to be the Joker – and so tonight will either hint towards that tantalizing future, or demolish it by killing Gruber or something similar. Tell ya what I’m not looking forward to is Jim Gordon’s drama-addicted girlfriend. Yeesh!

As well, I’m hoping that there’ll be a new episode of American Dad tonight. … Nope. Google tells me that American Dad won’t return until February! Shenanigans!!

This weekend was pretty poor for TV. No new Simpsons, no new Bobs Burgers – no new Family Guy (although I watch them out of a sense of duty now instead of looking forward to them.) Rick and Morty won’t be back for a long time – same for Game of Thrones. Nothing new on HBO that looks terribly thrilling – meh. These are the dog days of January, when there’s no new tv – and it’s -30 outside with the wind chill, which is perfect tv-binge-watching weather! Oh well… Champagne problems…

I suppose I could rewatch Firefly. I should really make it a “thing” that I watch Firefly at least once a year. But then I’ll have to end with the movie Serenity, and Wash will die and break my heart all over again. Oh Firefly! You could’ve been so good!

I have a theory that the only reason Castle is still going is because people loved Firefly SO MUCH, that they’ll watch Nathan Fillion no matter what formulaic nonsense-show he’s on – as long as there’s sly references to Firefly along the way.

As far as goals for the day – I only have one thing left to do and that’s read Moby Dick for 30 minutes. I forget where I am in the book – the last chapter I remember reading that was good was about Steelskilt or whoever – and then I think there was a chapter about why albatrosses are good luck, or some painfully boring nonsense. They should really think about making an abridged version – there’s whole chapters that can be cut out without losing any of the plot.

Anyhoodles, that’s 15 minutes. It’s been a slice! Tomorrow will almost certainly be a recap of tonight’s Gotham episode!


January 19, 2015 Posted by | Uncategorized | , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

The Nostromo vs. Midnight’s Children

I changed up the Jazz Cigarettes widget. Now it suggests articles based on the number of likes it gets, rather than the number of clicks it got in the past 48 hours. That widget was looking pretty lonely when I had it based on clicks. Now it’s a bunch of stuff about goals and a couple about Mr. Honey Bunches. Nothing about how much Castle sucks and Stana Katic also sucks and that jazz. Oh well, I guess I’ll just have to write better rants that resonate with more people. Either that, or face the fact that most people like Castle, and think Stana Katic is a perfectly fine actress, and her character “Beckett” isn’t a moody bitch at all.

One thing we can all agree on is just how wonderful Nathan Fillion is.


Oh he’s just such a dreamboat.

Firefly isn’t coming back. Wash died in Serenity. I have to accept these things.

Anyhoo, since I finished The Outsider yesterday, I have to choose a new fiction book to read. I was going to read, “The Nostromo” by Joseph Conrad – partly because it’s a classic, but also partly because the ship in Alien was called the Nostromo. (In fact, if you Google “The Nostromo”, JC’s book result is 4th – there’s 3 nerdy Alien things preceding it.) 

However, I read for 15 minutes yesterday and barely made it 3 pages. Joseph Conrad is a dense read. I’m sure many readers have read “Heart of Darkness”, I think probably his most famous book. The movie “Apocalypse Now” was loosely based on the book, and more than one grade 12 class had to read it. 

I tried stumbling through it one summer, and as I recall, it was also a pretty dense read. 

What do I mean by dense? I mean it’s the sort of book that seems weighed down by its use of language. One has to trudge through the book, stumbling on long, difficult and obscure words, before graping the meaning of a paragraph. It’s necessary to have a dictionary nearby when reading a dense book.

Sometimes a dense book can be absolutely wonderful. I would call, “Midnight’s Children” a pretty dense book, as Rushdie likes to be verbose. But that book, I think, had a very lyrical quality to it. Whereas what I’ve read of Conrad, it seems a lot more chunky and doesn’t flow as well. This might be me being a poor reader, and wanting to fly ahead to the meat of the book without paying too much attention to little details. Although I read Midnight’s Children pretty thoroughly, so maybe not.

In any case, I don’t much feel like continuing on with The Nostromo. I’d much rather read book 4 of the Game of Thrones series. I read the first three books a couple years ago when the show first came on. And I remember starting book 4 and getting part way through it, then putting it down and never picking it up again. Now that the show is pulling information from book 5, I think I’m a lot more motivated to plow through the last two remaining books.

Of course, each of the game of thrones books are a thousand pages long, so it’s not a quick read. Moreover, I’ve got the book on Kindle rather than a hard copy, so once I’m done, I won’t get to add to the satisfying stack of “Read this Year” books I’ve got going on. 

I suppose I might try reading more of The Nostromo until some action starts happening, then give it up later if I still can’t penetrate the language. After all, it was written about 100 years ago. There’s a reason it’s a classic. I’ve just got to push on until I find that reason.

May 23, 2014 Posted by | Uncategorized | , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Castle and the stupid chief.

Reading my earlier post about TV, I’m reminded about the show Castle, and how I hated just about everything about that show except for Nathan Fillion. (Oh, and the hot redheaded daughter, but only if she wasn’t droning on about boys and feelings…)

Anyhoo, the setup for Castle is as follows: Richard Castle (played by the super-awesome Nathan Fillion) is a best selling mystery writer who needs inspiration for a new character. So he shadows the homicide detective Kate Beckett (played bitchily by Stana Katic). Naturally, sparks fly in this will-they/won’t-they drama, as every week our heros solve yet another murder.

There’s the usual supporting cast of a stupid chief who runs the precint and a couple of ethnically diverse flunkey’s who do the grunt work. Castle also lives with his retired actress mother and hot redheaded daughter. 

Anyhoo, it’s strictly a by-the-numbers cop drama – except for Castle. He adds a certain amount of witty humour – not to mention he’s just so gosh darn charming all the time. Really, that’s all just Nathan Fillion though – that guy can sure play a charming rogue.

So the first season I thought was just a shade above the average dreck one finds on network television. Castle was this cool, alpha-male type who took risks and punched some badguys and used his wits and mystery writing powers, he managed to solve some crimes. But then the whole subplot of Castle’s got feelings for Beckett but can’t tell her for some reason, and Beckett’s got feelings for Castle but can’t tell him for some reason – and then he’s single when she’s taken, and she’s single when he’s taken – and they’re just about to kiss, but then his ex-wife walks in the door – or she’s just about to tell him how she feels, and the stupid chief walks in the door. Ugh – by the mid-second season, the show had lost any originality it might’ve had and started churning out this will they/won’t they crime-of-the-week pablum that becomes every cop show after awhile.

I managed to watch up to midway through season 4 before I finally said, “Hey, I’m just watching this for Nathan Fillion. Firefly is gone and it’s never coming back, and I need to accept that.” And I haven’t seen an episode of Castle since.

I will say one thing about how shitty the writing is. In one interchangeable episode, Beckett knows the badguys are holed up in some house, but she can’t go busting in because she doesn’t have a warrant. So she goes to the chief to get a warrant, but the stupid chief says, “If I bring this evidence to a judge, he’ll laugh me out of the courtroom.” So Beckett convinces the stupid chief to ask a specific judge, because they’re friends. So the stupid chief does so, and he talks to the judge, then puts down the phone and says. “I got your warrant. Boy! I sure hope you know what you’re doing.”

“I sure hope you know what you’re doing.” You’re the chief! You’re in charge, man! If you’re the chief of police, it’s expected that you will know what all your officers are up to. Come on stupid chief! “I sure hope you know what you’re doing.” – How about, “Beckett – if you don’t collar this badguy, I’ll have your ass!” Not, “Gee Beckett, whatever you think is fine. I’m just the stupid chief.” 

Guh – stupid chief.

March 11, 2013 Posted by | Uncategorized | , , , , , | 2 Comments