Egon is all, "Dude, I'm just trying to curl up in this blanket cave here and watch some Buffy," and I'm all, "Dude, that sounds like a REALLY FREAKING STELLAR IDEA."
Well, I guess tentatively renewed? This is old-ish news, but, at the same time, I haven't seen anything more recent. Apparently NBC struck a deal with DirecTV to get this done. Frankly, I do not care if they had to strike a deal with George W. Bush himself, that is how much I wanted this show to come back.
Suffice it to say I am happy. This is by far one of the best shows on television -- maybe the best one still airing. Is it better than Heroes? BSG? Probably. It is definitely better than The Wire*. It might not be better than Lost.
I just received the Season One DVDs from Amazon today, and I can't wait to watch them.
If you haven't checked out this show yet, I suggest that you get to steppin'. There's no time like the present, people. You will not be sorry. For one thing, there is the undeniable awesomeness of Coach Taylor. Please to witness:
And then, well, then there is this. Do not even try to argue with me about this:
I have been tagged by Slow Learner in the book meme, so here's what I am doing:
- Pick up the nearest book (of at least 123 pages).
- Open the book to page 123.
- Find the fifth sentence.
- Post the next three sentences.
- Tag five people.
The nearest book is one that has been sitting on my end table since I bought it a couple of weeks ago -- I haven't even started it yet! I've been way too busy with school and teaching and all the strenuous marathon watching of Dexter, my new television obsession. Anyway, the book is Dave Eggers' What is the What and here are three intriguing sentences:
-- It went in very easily. I was surprised. And the SPLA man fell forward silently and that was the end of him.
Well, now I am slightly more inspired to finally start this book!
In other reading news, I have mostly been working on the assignments for my lit students: we are finishing up our Modernism unit now and have read the following: James Joyce's "The Dead" (one of the best last sentences in all literature, hands down), Virginia Woolf's "A Room of One's Own" (major bleh but there was no time for a novel and no good short story in our anthology), Franz Kafka's "The Metamorphosis" (one of the best first sentences in all literature, hands down), Aimé Césaire's "Notebook of my Return to the Native Land" (several of the most disgusting phrases in all literature, hands down), and William Faulkner's "The Bear" (best short story ever?).
So you can see it has been busy. I am ready for spring break in a major way.
Egon protects the house from insidious neighbor activity. Meanwhile, I grade and despair.
16oz coffee includedfor scale. I don't think that one red pen is going to be enough.
Um, guys, I think there is a dachshund hiding among my pillows!
If you could teleport to any place in the world right this second, where would you go?
Seriously.