The Vacation Continues

More loafing yesterday, even though I need to 1) clean, 2) pack, and 3) sew my suitcase back together again. The suitcase industry is such a crock. You pay hundreds of dollars for some supposedly “lifetime guarantee” bag that goes out of warrantee the second you check it onto an airline? And then you’re blamed fo rhte fact that its seams have apparently been manufactured with fairy gloss. I bought a really nice suitcase this year for all the travelling I knew I’d be doing and the thing looks like an afghan with all the patching I’ve had to do to it.

I finished Nalini Singh’s Slave to Sensation yesterday. Amazing story, very much worth all the hype — go out and buy it right away! Her next book, Visions of Heat, is marked with “#1 National Bestselling Author.” Does anyone know what that means? Nalini? I’d be excited to hear if the blog tour worked. And I’m thrilled to see such a deserving book get all this attention. Fans of urban fantasy, of futuristics, of paranormal romance — you have to check it out.

Note: the following is NOT an Ode to Piz.

I feel like Piz is to Veronica Mars what Andrew was to Buffy. We’re supposed to like him as much as the writers apparently do and think he’s just ever so cute and clever and blah blah blah blah blah, and are told as much, over and over and over again, and yet… no. And the more he’s shoved down our throats, and the more unearned screentime he gets, and the more he’s treated as some sort of darling of the show, the more we resent both his character, the actor playing him, and the show that won’t give us what we want.

And regarding the argument put forth earlier about how it’s okay, because we all hated Logan in 1st season, I think that’s different. We all HATED Logan. We had strong feelings. We adored hating him. We lived to hate him. We tuned in every week just to revel in our searing, seething, burning hatred of him and rejoice every time Veronica got the better of him, and growl every time he proved that payback was a bitch, and wonder, occasionally, if there wasn’t something more searing, seething, and burning than hatred going on between these two, because, holy shit the television remote melted every time they were on screen together, and the sand on Neptune Beach turned to glass beneath their feet. And this is why the copy of Weapons of Class Destruction is wearing out Chez Diana. Because, that kiss? Oh my goodness oh my goodness oh my goodness.

Piz, on the other hand, evokes no strong feelings in me whatsoever, and continues to fail at doing so. The writers’ insistence at shoving his cuteness and completely contrary-to-fact love-triangulation abilities in my face at every opportunity, however, does evoke strong feelings…of annoyance.

Annoyance does not make me want to tune in the way that love and hate do. You often hear the phrase, “the guy we love to hate.” You never hear the phrase, “the guy we love to annoy us.” There is a reason for this. Now, if the category was “the guy we love to annoy Veronica” then the winner would be Dick Casablancas, whom I love and whom they’d better not kill off, because “rich dude Kryptonite” is the best line EVER, and the character who would say something like that deserves life, liberty, and the pursuit of shallow and empty happiness. Dick Casablancas is to Veronica Mars what Cordelia Chase was to Buffy.

How fortunate we are that Veronica is not to Veronica Mars what Buffy was to Buffy, eh? (knock wood, knock wood!)

Naturally, I reserve the right to change my mind, as Thomas et al. are very good at showing heretofore unknown depths of character on short notice. Still, if they pull some weird Beaver shit like last year where I’m all WTF? even the second and third time that I watch, I may have to punch someone. It will probably be someone with seventies bangs and a penchant for vinyl.

But yeah. I am VERY excited about tonight. And if they make me love Piz, expect tomorrow’s post to be an open request for good crow recipes.

On a related note: Joan of Arcadia, Season 2 is out today. Top of the Netflix queue, baby! I have heard that they took the wonderful first season show and turned it into some sort of unforunate Joan the Demon Slayer hybrid in order to up ratings, which is a shame, but I loved loved loved first season (Adam and Joan’s first kiss was also a DVD that got a lot of repeat viewings) and I want to see what happens.