The Life of Pink
So I had my Dad's Class last night. I drove there directly from work, do not stop at home, do not collect $200 and all that. I made it there with like 25 minutes to spare. Fine, great, enough time for me to scout out some foodage. I walk into the conference room for the class, and lo and behold... I'm the only one there so far. Okay, no biggie, let's rustle up some grub. I get some onion rings and a bottle of soda from the cafe, and a roast beef in a garlic wrap from the fresh sandwich booth in the hospital's food court. I nosh on the rings during the video at the beginning of the class, and start on half of the wrap during the break. (The other half went home with me, and I just picked the meat out of it to go with the Alouette spread on crackers I ate.)
But back to the class. What I learned was just a reinforcement of common sense on how to pick up and hold the kiddo, feed, change, and burp... Time management... stress management... and the like. (Mike, you would do well to look into this class when you and Tina sign up for the childbirth classes they offer there. Worth an evening, for sure.) The time did seem to fly by.
Tonight is our normal childbirth class, this time with a tour of the birth facilities. Not sure what I'll eat for dinner there, maybe another item from the sandwich shop.
Lunch today: Depends on where they order from... if it's one place, I'll get a grilled ham and cheese and a small onion rings. If it's another, who knows? I do have some backups here, including a noodle bowl that I haven't tried yet... some odd oriental brand rather than Cup O' Noodles or whatever...
Strike that. They're ordering from somewhere else. I'll make do with whatever I can scrounge up.
Just found out that JAG is ending this season on April 29. They claim that the popularity is ebbing. While I still think that the show does have a lot going for it, perhaps it is time for it to go, especially since David James Elliot (Harmon Rabb) is leaving after this season anyway. I sort of like the new guy, but he has the cockiness of Tom Cruise's character in A Few Good Men (which also had Admiral Chegwidden's actor in a different role, just another connection). So with JAG and Enterprise going bye-bye, I guess most of my Friday nights will now turn back to SciFi channel and devoutly watch Stargate SG1 and Stargate Atlantis.
Good thing NCIS is staying. Maybe someone from the parent show will become a semi-regular there.
My in-laws are in Jamaica for the week, staying at the Dunn's River resort, part of Sandals. Last year, we went with them on our honeymoon to Ocho Rios. Great time, though I spent a few hours a day in the room with CNN on, yelling at Rumsfeld for continuously delaying the return of a friend's unit out of Iraq. We've asked that they bring back some of the yummy steak sauce we got there last year. Hell, it's good on nearly anything.
One calendar month, or thereabouts, until Marcus' guesstimated time of arrival. (I don't use ETA anymore, now it's GTA.)
Scribblings
In the course of going through the front room, I managed to find a folder that contains everything I've done for a freshman writing course that I did in my last year at UMass. Within those pages, I managed to find a piece of work that I had in my profile back in my WPI days, something that truly cememted, at least in my mind, my identity as the Floydian Slip. I plan to reproduce it here in the next few days. I may even add to it with some newer titles, but I want the old one to be seen first. Some of you out there may remember it.
In fact, after going through it, I see some pretty good pieces in there. Others are just kind of there since they were assigned. No biggies. Maybe I'll post some of the old stuff, see what flies...
Time for a Rant...
This one's sort of a short one, and touches on a comment I had made on someone else's LJ a few weeks ago.
C brought it to my attention that Fox has to pay like $150,000 (or some other ridiculous amount) in fines for a snippet of an episode of Married by America, where we see one of the future leaders of the world *heh* licking whipped cream off of a stripper's chest. The complaints, which numbered at around 150 I believe, were done by one of these groups that want family values back on TV instead of what they believe to be smut. (Apparently they don't know what makes good television. *heh*) Here's the kicker though: those 150+ complaints? All done by about 20-25 people, just going onto a website and posting form letters. Imagine that. A couple of dozen people out of how many television viewers raise a stink, and a network has to pay the FCC.
A little digging into the story reveals that his mid-Atlantic-based group also wants shows like CSI off the air because of the topics they can deal with, like the recent episode that dealt with infantilism. (Hey, as the song says, whatever gets you through the night.)
To reiterate what I said to Revered Don Wildmon of American Family Radio and the rest of his organization (echoing George Carlin, of course) to these nitwits: This country is founded upon Freedom of Choice. You don't like what's on a TV station, change the channel. If you don't like a show, don't watch it. But don't deprive the rest of the country from watching what we consider good television. It's not up to you what my family watches -- it's up to me. As I said, it's called Freedom of Choice. Look it up in your local library... if there are any left after you've finished burning all the books.
Having said that...
That's all I have
Nothing more to report
Carry on
-- pf
The Floydian Slip
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