Month: April 2015

Forget Fortitude

Forget Fortitude. Episode 9 was so graphic that Donna left the room and there were even a couple places where it was so creepy/gross that even I fast forwarded through them. We started watching episode 10 after work today and it wasn’t gross, but it did kind of veer into slightly ludicrous territory.

Episode 11 solves the opening episode’s original mystery, leaving us now with the secondary mystery of why there were some folks on the island going bat-shit crazy. This too gets revealed in #11 near the end in an X-Filey way. We are left with a cliff hanger of a cast member doing something so stupid that it could only happen in a TV show.

Episode 12 opens with our cast member being saved by something that could only happen in a TV show, filling the room he is trapped in, that is also full of what is causing the madness, with oxygen and hydrogen and having him ignite it by flicking his lighter. The ensuing explosion knocks out the glass wall in a ball of flames. When the dust clears, the 2 folks who pumped in the gas, then stood outside the glass and watched, stagger to their feet and drag our cast member out alive.

The straw that broke the camel’s back was the lighter, we had never seen said cast member with it until episode eleven where he is sitting in a bar nervously flicking the Zippo open and closed as the camera slowly zooms to a close-up of it. Three minutes into the season finale, we stopped watching the show.

As a pallet cleanser, watch this short video of scenic arctic beauty, this time from the antarctic:

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Welcome to Fortitude

Welcome To Fortitude

In my never ending quest to watch every obscure, but critically acclaimed, television shows, I’ve found another, Fortitude. It starts out sort of as a north of the arctic circle Broadchurch as a murder mystery with an outsider cop arriving to help, but we are about 3/4 of the way through watching it and it seems to have morphed into an X-Files like show about a maybe thawed out wooly mammoths with polar bears.

It is jam full of people with questionable origins and motivations. The cinematography is stunning like Utopia, yet totally different in its beauty. While it is “set” in the town of Fortitude, it is really sort of based on the Norwegian archipelago of Svalbard.

Where can you watch this you ask, where else but on the cable channel called Pivot. What never heard of it, neither have I, but I have heard of Amazon Instant Video.

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NB Miata Profile Picture

For the longest time I have been using a Mad Men style profile picture for my user login on Win7, both at home and at work, but after viewing those line art ND Miata images from the electronic owners manual I posted the other day, I thought maybe Mr. Miata should have a Miata as his profile picture.

I couldn’t use one of those as I don’t have a 4th gen car, but I did have a plain line art image of a NA (1st gen) that I made when the MMC was thinking of redoing the club logo. I re-colored it to resemble the previously owned Laguna Blue car and used it for a day. Didn’t feel right, so I made up one of the NB2 (face-lifted 2nd gen) an colored it in like the Emperor.

Here are large white versions of each generation for you to color and use as your own: – NA – NB2 – if you don’t have a paint type program, special requests accepted.

The Back Porch Is Open For Business

The Back Porch Is Open

Finally got around to washing off the screened porch last night. It goes like this: 1) remove all the knick-knacks from horizontal wood pieces, 2) cart out the 13 pieces of furniture and place them on the deck, 3) vacuum off the area rugs, 4) roll up rugs and carry them out onto the deck. Fifth is to drag a hundred foot of hose from the spigot on the left side of the house all the way around through the door on the right side of the porch, 6) spray through all the sections of screen and 7) thoroughly spray down the floor from the back left corner to the door on the right washing all the pine pollen and moth carcases out onto the deck and 8) turn the two ceiling fans on high and go inside to eat dinner.

After eating, go back outside to 9) bring back in and unroll the 2 area rugs. Next 10) individually spray and wipe off the baker’s dozen pieces of furniture, 11) shake off the excess water and place them back where they belong on the porch and then 11) repeat with the similar amount of fru-fru decorations.

Today I took all the cushions that I removed last fall back out and velcro’d and or tied on the furniture.

As a reward for reading all the way through that boring recitation, High Diving Giraffes:

httpvh://vimeo.com/76684408

Happy Four-Twenty Day

 

 

In my near 3 score years on this planet I have forgotten more things that I’ve done than I really care to quantify. I refer to this blog sometimes as my electronic memory because in the dozen years I’ve been blogging, if I have needed to fact check something that might have happened to me since 2002, I’ll look for it here. Some might want to blame that memory issue on all the pot I smoked between the ages of 17 and 27, but the evidence is inconclusive as I can still recite backwards the list of ingredients in a McDonalds Big Mac sandwich in their correct order which was learned during the peak of those years.

Because today’s date has become some sort of marijuana holiday I discovered several pot themed article in my usual internet surfing today. I was also relieved that in the 3+ decades since my last personal brush with the stuff, the top 3 names were some I used to use; 1) Weed, 2) Pot & 3) Bud. But I was also not surprised to find that three others that I commonly used were now near the bottom; 29) Wacky tabacky, 30) Grass & 31) Dope. Most deserved nickname: 8) Miley Cyrus. Weirdest: 32) Hit by a Bus.

For your 4/20 day reading, here is Mashables mashup of Mary Jane (#21) stories: WEEEEEEEED which included the handy guide to choosing your strain of chronic (#12) by your desired after effects.

This last link is here because of this site’s electronic memory usage, so that some day when Sticky Icky (#16) is legal for personal use in South Carolina (probably never) or we retire to a more Cheech and Chong (#20) friendly state (more probable) I can look back to find out how to make Donna’s awesome Chocolate Chip Cookies even awesomer: The Secret To Perfect Weed Butter

Brief Respite

We pretty much brought back the northwest weather pattern with us last weekend as ever since it has been mostly cloudy and rainy. Fortunately the temperatures in the 50s remained back in Washington state.

Last night for the first time since we’ve returned, we backed the Emperor out of the garage and went for 45 minutes of a pleasant dusk to dark drive. Good thing too, as today was a total wash, figuratively and literally. Sigh. At least the rest of the week looks decent and maybe, just maybe we might get to ride the tandem to work for the first time in 2015.

Count Your Sisters

It might be going on right now.

Season 3 of Orphan Black is showing at this very moment over on BBC America. And like a good-hearted drug dealer who’ll give you the first dose for free, Episode 1 of Season 3 is being simulcast on AMC, IFC, WE tv and Sundance tv in the hopes to hook a wider audience. Turn away, save yourself, it is too late for me, I’ve had that clone on back every since I saw the first three minutes of the premier episode in 2013…