From the depths of the sea, I'm back with another round of blogtastic nirvana.
First off, let's talk Veronica Mars, shall we? Another eventful episode tonight, with about 12 different plots / subplots all coming into and out of the picture, as the mysteries start to simultaneously unravel and deepen. Ugh, why Veronica why are you making out with Logan? Oh well, at least she admits she "hates" him. Does the young deputy guy ever stop smiling? And could he be EVIL?!?! Dang, that was a hardcore beatdown that Aaron Echols gave to bandcamp girl from American Pie's sleazy boyfriend - cool! Hmm, appears Weevil knows something about Lilly's murder - but what? Oh, and weird dog girl uses a TAZER on the evil dog kidnapper kid! Some theories: a.) Veronica was supposed to be murdered by someone from Kane Software, but they got Lilly instead, by accident. Revealing who did it would have exposed the Kane's plans to off Veronica, thus they covered it up. But why did they want Veronica dead? b.) not sure, but it clearly must have SOMETHING to do with Mr. Kane cheating on her husband with the former Mrs. Mars. c.) Weevil has been piecing this all together, and has been pointing Veronica in the right direction, taking the fall for her. d.) Kieth Mars knows who did it, but can't prove it. e.) The Echols family is somehow involved. Maybe Logan was also a target for murder, but broke up with Lilly just in time to escape the Kane's wrath? Maybe the MIA Mrs. Echols was somehow also involved with Jake Kane? Man, these last few episodes are going to seriously rock. What a great show.
While I'm on TV reviews, tonight's episode of Gilmore Girls made me happy. Commence your mocking ... now.
The Tonight Show is actually kind of funny tonight due to KEVIN SMITH being on and totally silencing Jay Leno with his obscene questions directed at the host. Hilarious. Oh yeah, Mischa Barton is on too (with the obligatory dumb actress comments that make her look like an idiot).
While I am tired as hell for waking up so early the last few days, working at the ol' ticket office actually hasn't been too bad so far, pretty laid back for the most part. Let's hope it stays that way.
You know you're living in LA when: you flip to the local public access channel and see a Glendale city council meeting in which the skinny guy from The State and Reno 911 (blanking on his name, he has a mustache and is kinda funny lookin') is arguing about why the city should work to preserve the "pastoral" character of his residential neighborhood. Trippy.
Speaking of which, I am pretty sure that the other day the kid who plays George Michael on Arrested Development was driving along Alameda Ave. behind me for about 10 minutes.
Oh my god, by the way, June 16th is gonna be crazy. Apparently the reunited Backstreet Boys are going to be on Leno, and we're already getting TONS of letters and calls requesting tickets for that day.
For some reason I went on a Fleetwood Mac downloading binge yesterday. Well, I kind of know why. I heard "Edge of Seventeen" on the radio the other day, and was like "oh yeah, that cool song from School of Rock." So I downloaded that and a bunch of other Fleetwood Mac songs, even though I never have been a big fan of the band. I guess they fall under the category of bands who can alternatively suck or rock, depending on the era or other varied factors. Think of people like Eric Clapton, Phil Collins, etc. who are widely known by many for their easy listening-friendly music, but at some point or other, have really rocked and/or rolled. But damn, Stevie Nicks' "Edge of Seventeen" is an awesome song.
Anyways, who's ready for the NBA PLAYOFFS? Me! (Lamest. Sentance. Ever.)
But seriously, some awesome matchups this year, and there is still the possibility of a first round Pacers-Pistons series. Now everyone and their cousin wants to see this, but will it happen? It would take an improbable series of events, but hey, David Stern has arranged for stranger things to happen. Yep, I am putting the "NBA is all a giant conspiracy" card out there. Okay, it isn't really, but in the NBA, more so than almost any other sport (discounting the long-desired Redsox World Series win), the big matchups seem to just magically fall into place. So will Philly win and Indiana lose this week to make this series happen? Bet on it.
But if it DOES end up being Indiana - Detroit in Round 1, I say BRING IT. But please, Indy, ride what's gotten you to this point - REGGIE MILLER. When he scores, you win. When the skinny and fragile Jermaine O'Neal demands the ball, everyone else becomes complacent. So if he's not having a 25 + point game, you're royally screwed.
So who's the MVP this year? STEVE NASH. Sure, Shaq still dominates, but he is not having a career year, and Miami's success is due in large part to Dwayne Wade's emergence as a superstar. Yes, the Laker's suck without Shaq, but they are also without nearly every other piece of the puzzle that made them champions. Nash has been having a banner year, and has turned around Phoenix, which has the best record in the league.
Coach of the year = Nate McMillan (totally turned around Seattle from last year).
Rookie OTY = Ben Gordon (helped make 'da Bulls a playoff team again).
Sixth Man OTY = Jerry Stackhouse (a bigtime scorer who has added a ton of depth to Dallas)
Alright - it's 2000 and beyond. Thanks to everyone reading. Write me some comments sometime if you haven't yet, it will make me feel special. And finally:
Ridiculous thing of the day:
Every day the Tonight Show guest list has a buffer seat that is affectionately named for a different movie character each day by Scott, the guy in charge of managing the list. Every day we try to guess what movie the character is from, and sometimes they really are pretty hard to figure out or just plain obscure. But, today, the character was one of the most iconic and recognizable in movie history, and NO ONE in the office got in, so I had to step in even though I wasn't working at the Tonight Show today. The character? Ellen Ripley. The movie? Alien. And Aliens. And Alien 3, and so on. Come on people, do you not work at NBC?
Seriously, though this is a sort of stupid and trivial example, what are you doing here if you don't have passion? And don't tell me it's because your friend's cousin got you the gig. Love it or leave it.
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