The only reason I’m writing this is because i need to do something while the dogs take care of their basic bodily functions in the backyard. The great thing about dogs is that no matter how you feel they need to do what they do. You can’t be fully slothful when you have dogs. Unless you employ a dog nanny or some such person.
I don’t want to gross anyone out, but I have spent much of the last hour relieving my stomach of its contents…a fair amount of blood included. I know I’m not to have any aspirin or NSAIDS, but when there’s a migraine in question I figure I’ll chance it. This morning “chancing it” has backfired. The migraine left last night, but the blood in the guts seems to have stayed. My life is nothing if not filled with drama, eh?
I wanted to write a blog entry about how disappointed I was with Monday Night’s Eureka episode. We watched it last night and I’m fantasising that all of the drama has actually been my soul purging itself of the ick from the show.
SPOILERS FOR EUREKA SEASON 5 PREMIERE
I am so sick of writers manipulating time. When BSG did it way back in the day (2006 or something like that) it seemed bold and daring. Now Eureka has done it three or four times, Desperate Housewives (which I don’t watch) has done it. Fringe seems to pretty much consist of it now.
Maybe it’s because I’m a writer and I’m really conscious of story structure and pattern. I don’t know. (I’ve never been anyone else.) But nearly every time a writer throws in a time-manipulation I smell someone trying to back themselves out of a storyline that didn’t work for the committee.
We’ve got one “season” of Eureka left. There are something like 12 or 13 episodes in the can, and then that’s it. All the sets were struck months ago and the players decamped to far flung locales for other projects. Those of us who love the show look upon these episodes as bits of treasure, a last chance to spend time with friends we love in a place we love to hang around.
Monday night’s episode–all but a 45-second coda at the end–took everything many Eureka fans enjoy and spent the hour stomping those into dirt. The premise was that some characters had been lost in space and returned to the town 4 years later to find everything changed. Including the town. There were a couple of scenes that left me a little dusty, and a few more that had me yelling loudly about how mad I was at the writers.
Not a good start, I’m afraid.
I do not have any idea why I’m doing this. I need to be lying down. If you’ll excuse me I’m going to bring Gob back inside. Quinn can stay out because he’s too fat to fit under the fence and too lazy to dig any holes large enough for his girth. Gob does not have either of these qualities and must be supervised.