My gig and my weekend

Today’s post is at Romancing the Blog. Go read it. It’s not as dirty as my last one, but still fun.

In other news, Lancelot the Laptop and I had a tearful, intimate reunion on Friday night. Very intense. I have pictures. (Not pictures I’d put on the internet…) Just kidding, Sailor Boy. You know I love you best.

I attended an RWA chapter meeting, did some reading (more on that later), and had a movie night with Max, who, to my horror, admitted she’d never seen The Matrix. we remedied that situation ASAP. I think that there might be a certain statute of limitations on clasic film. After a while it’s so ripped-off that the viewer doesn’t have the correct responses. It’s like when I showed Casablanca to Sailor Boy and he made all those comments like, “he’s standing there, at the train station, in the rain, waiting for her? That’s so cliche” and “Wow, did he really just say, ‘Here’s looking at you, kid?'”

Urgh. That’s why it’s a cliche, meathead.

Sunday night I went to a dinner party, where I was inexplicably drawn into a conversation about theology with a girl I’d just met. Everyone else was talking about Firefly and prostitution. Why does this always happen to me at dinner parties? Then they watched Grey’s Anatomy with the same amount of enthusiasm and audience feedback as Monday Night Football. I haven’t really seen that show except for the pilot, so I didn’t have a clue what was going on, except for one of the characters was really mean and had sex with this sweet, cute, (doctor!) guy who was in love with her and broke his little heart. Everyone both in the show and in the room with me seemed to think this was a bitch move on her part. Inclined to agree. They also might be the best looking hospital staff I’ve ever seen. Like, even prettier than E.R. Well, maybe not George Clooney E.R., but any E.R. that doesn’t have George Clooney. Patrick Dempsey, in particular, just keeps getting better with age.

I’ve only seen a few episodes of House, but I did appreciate the fact that House actually came out and said that his crack team of genius scientists were way too hot to be working there. Honesty in TV Land is a good thing.