Showing posts with label Buffy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Buffy. Show all posts

Saturday, May 9, 2009

Four Tabs

I love that browsers have tabs these days.  It used to be so annoying to minimize a page every time I wanted to see another.  Now I can just "command T" and I got my new page up.  

Right now I have four pages up.  One is to write this blog entry, one has season 3, episode 14 of Buffy on Hulu, one is Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog, also on Hulu, and one is the latest episode of Party Down.  Three different shows up at the same time. 

Why would I do that?  Why couldn't I just pick one and stick to it?  It's not like the shows don't entertain me.  I really like them all, but my attention span just isn't loving the idea of 44 minutes of the same.  I guess it's good that I opted out of watching a movie.

The problem with Netflix is that if I leave it paused for too long, the player shuts off. So I have to make sure that I flip back to Party Down more often than I flip to the others.  But I don't always want to flip to that.  I like to see where my currently distracted brain wants to go.  Does it want the wise-cracking, uber violent high schoolers?  Or would it prefer to watch the adorably evil Neil Patrick Harris sing a duet with the obstetrician from Waitress (Nathan Fillion, I know his name, but I'd rather project the imagery of NPH singing with the OB)?  Alas, I keep returning to Starz newest project, directed by Kevin Arnold.  Kevin Arnold is fictional.  Sorry.  Fred Savage.  I still prefer Ben, because Boy Meets World is more my generation than The Wonder Years.  But I think Fred was cuter, plus he was in The Princess Bride.  I don't think I have ever seen Ben in ANYTHING else.  But I still prefer him.  And right now the brain prefers Buffy, but I have to hit Party Down anyway.  Later.

Thursday, May 7, 2009

I'm Totally Wigging

For the past week, I have been watching Buffy the Vampire Slayer.  The show, not the awesomely bad 80s teen movie.  That's actually from the early 90s.  I am watching the second season finale right now, and having a minor moment of panic about what will happen next.  Willow just came out of a coma, Xander has a broken arm, and Cordelia just went to the library to get the tools to help Willow curse Angel.  Plus Spike is working with Buffy.  Just wanted to say that I loved him from the start.  And Buffy's mom just threw her out of the house when she left to go save Giles.  Gah totally freaking out.

Also, I'll write about Netflix next time, Brezel.