Grab Bag

Wherein Our Heroine Catches up on Random Facts.

First of all, apologies for yesterday's grammatical gaffes. I blame the Advil Cold 'n' Sinus.

Second of all, woe. I watched through the second inning, but couldn't bear to go on. I knew they could rally (and apparently, they did - too little and too late: isn't that a shocker?), but I was tired and the game just seemed doomed from the start. Bad fan, I know. Blame the Advil again.

Third, I was watching the game in real-time and therefore TiVo was unable to save me from commercials. Aside from marveling at some incredibly crass-looking programming (surprise, it's FOX!) and wishing they didn't play that Dodge bass riff seventeen million times (even during the commentating - product placement gets surreal), I found out that Hugh Laurie is getting his own show in the U.S. As an enthusiast of the "Jeeves and Wooster" TV series, it gives me a strange sort of thrill to see him rumpled, unshaven, sharply sarcastic, and with a Chicago-area accent.

Since the show has a possibility of quality writing and also a cast that includes Omar Epps and Robert Sean Leonard, look for FOX to air the episodes out of order, move it to Friday night from it's projected Tuesday slot, and then promptly kill it because it is underachieving in the ratings. Cynical, me? It's happened before.

Posted: Wednesday - October 13, 2004 at 08:05 AM | |