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keladry_lupin) wrote2008-10-15 12:48 pm
keladry_lupin) wrote2008-10-15 12:48 pm
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Writer's Block: I Love Lucy
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I was never particularly fond of Lucy, actually. I know, it's blasphemy, but she always got on my nerves.
As for me, I really do have to say it's Bertie and Jeeves. Even though the books only provide the slightest hints that one or the other might be gay, and the 23 episodes that Fry and Laurie did don't even have that much, it's one of the funniest buddy shows ever. And if I read fanfic that shows they're more than buddies, well ... I'm entitled to a bit of smirking when Iogle watch Bertie getting into the soup and Jeeves gracefully pulling him out.
Other favorite TV couples include:
House and Wilson (though I have a soft spot for House/Cameron, too)
Worf/Jadzia
Niles/Daphne
Frasier/Roz
Alan and Stephen
Jean/Lionel
It's a pity cable companies don't offer channels a la carte. I can't afford anything right now, not even broadcast, so it's a moo point, but I'd be thrilled with broadcast, public broadcast, and half a dozen cable channels. But no, according to the only cable company in this area, it's everything for $80 a month or nothing at all. Everyone's going ballistic over House every Tuesday, and while I don't mind the spoilers (PLEASE! TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON!), I'm in agony because I can't watch it myself.
(Please don't offer solutions for that; I'm just ranting. And chances are, I've already discarded what you'd suggest for reasons you aren't acquainted with. *smooch*)
***
Taking the day off. I have art that wants finishing, a flat that needs working on, and two nights of bad sleep. So I called in busy, which I am allowed to do, thanks to my bosses.
Boo-Boo-Cat likes to go into the bedroom and start meowling for me. The bedroom is his territory, and he wants me in there with him. So he started up about two hours ago, and I attempted to call him out from where I was. (It works about half of the time.) He kept howling. "Come here," I called. The meowling did not abate. So I went in the bedroom.
Nothing. He wasn't on the windowsill or the furniture just below it.
Meow!
I spun around and opened the bathroom door. He ran for the litter box. (Good beast.)
I'm such a bad mom, shutting my beastie in the bathroom for an hour.
I was never particularly fond of Lucy, actually. I know, it's blasphemy, but she always got on my nerves.
As for me, I really do have to say it's Bertie and Jeeves. Even though the books only provide the slightest hints that one or the other might be gay, and the 23 episodes that Fry and Laurie did don't even have that much, it's one of the funniest buddy shows ever. And if I read fanfic that shows they're more than buddies, well ... I'm entitled to a bit of smirking when I
Other favorite TV couples include:
House and Wilson (though I have a soft spot for House/Cameron, too)
Worf/Jadzia
Niles/Daphne
Frasier/Roz
Alan and Stephen
Jean/Lionel
It's a pity cable companies don't offer channels a la carte. I can't afford anything right now, not even broadcast, so it's a moo point, but I'd be thrilled with broadcast, public broadcast, and half a dozen cable channels. But no, according to the only cable company in this area, it's everything for $80 a month or nothing at all. Everyone's going ballistic over House every Tuesday, and while I don't mind the spoilers (PLEASE! TELL ME WHAT'S GOING ON!), I'm in agony because I can't watch it myself.
(Please don't offer solutions for that; I'm just ranting. And chances are, I've already discarded what you'd suggest for reasons you aren't acquainted with. *smooch*)
***
Taking the day off. I have art that wants finishing, a flat that needs working on, and two nights of bad sleep. So I called in busy, which I am allowed to do, thanks to my bosses.
Boo-Boo-Cat likes to go into the bedroom and start meowling for me. The bedroom is his territory, and he wants me in there with him. So he started up about two hours ago, and I attempted to call him out from where I was. (It works about half of the time.) He kept howling. "Come here," I called. The meowling did not abate. So I went in the bedroom.
Nothing. He wasn't on the windowsill or the furniture just below it.
Meow!
I spun around and opened the bathroom door. He ran for the litter box. (Good beast.)
I'm such a bad mom, shutting my beastie in the bathroom for an hour.