Pushing Daisies

Since the fall tv season started, we picked up a few shows to replace *sniff* the cancelled ones. I would have to say that my favorite of all the new shows is Pushing Daisies. The premise may sound a bit wacky, but the fast paced dialog is witty and clever while the costume and set decoration is quirky and european, like watching the movie Amelie. Every week, I enjoy it more and more.

And the Stink Goes On

Actual conversation during Studio 60:

DG: I can't believe they are cancelling Studio 60. Who would cancel this show? It is some of the most intelligent writing on television. Is America too dumb to get it?

CG: Well apparently the fans haven't raised enough of a stink to keep it.

DG: I've been raising plenty of stink.

CG: I don't think clearing us out of the room every night is what the supporters had in mind.

Season Finales

It was Season Finale time for all of the big shows this week. DG already talked about the Gilmore Girls ending for good. Here's my quick and sweet rundown.

Grey's Anatomy - Did this show jump the shark or what? George would NEVER fail that test, Izzy would never fall for George, and Burke and Christina like we didn't see that coming from a mile away. Gawd. I'm almost done with it. Seriously.

GG - I know it was time for the ladies to retire, but it happened so suddenly, without warning, without time for a tear to drop, without bringing back the oldies like Dean and Jess, so much left unfinished. And why the hell did Lorelai end up with Luke. Puke.

Heroes - An entire season that led up to a 5 minute non-explosion. And what about resident fence sitter Nathan Petrelli coming in to save the day? What's going to happen? I know I am going to stay tuned and hope that Milo Ventimiglia doesn't have his contract run out.

Veronica Mars - I enjoyed the finale, though I hope it was not the Series finale. That would make me very sad and perhaps a bit weepy.

This of course leaves more time for me to watch my new favorite show the Dog Whisperer with Cesar Millan. We just started getting the National Geographic channel so I was very excited to Tivo the beejeezus out of it. I am learning to be a calm assertive leader of the pack. Gibson and I have had a few scraps over my new found power, but he will be a better dog because of it.

Actual Conversation

Me: The hottest guy on tv is 13 years younger than me. *sigh*

DG: Serves you right ya whore.

This came moments after I finished watching the 2 hour season finale of Veronica Mars. I was of course talking about Chris Lowell from the show. Seriously though, I don't usually go around calling famous people totally hot, but he's like really totally cute and stuff.

P.S. DG doesn't really call me a whore. It is just kind of a pet name that we call the dogs. Hey whores it's time to quit your whoring and go to bed.

This Month's Obsession

Found onFlickr.

The other night, after crying like a little girl who had lost her cat to a bus on the street, I Tivo'd The Animal Planet's show Meerkat Manor. Clicking on the link above you can meet the entire whisker's clan and learn their story. Man am I hooked. I just watched the last 2 episodes of season 2 tonight and it is gripping. I haven't even been drinking and I want to go buy season 1 from the Discovery Channel.

Perhaps it was the squirrel who gave me a new found love of the rodent, but Meerkats are awesome.

I am Sad and Pathetic

I've said it before, I'm not a big cryer. DG sometimes wonders if I have a heart of coal. My last big cry was 9 months ago for the Notebook sobfest.

Then I turned on PBS last night and there was a documentary, narrated by Sigourney Weaver called Why Dogs Smile and Chimpanzees Cry. I tuned in during the topic "Do Animals Feel Grief?". The first story was of a monkey who carried around her dead baby carcass for weeks, until the park rangers took it away from her to bury it. She then went completely crazy crying, screeching, and running around everywhere searching for her lost dead baby. ::sniff:: Then there was the story of a pack of wolves. One wolf in particular was the omega female, the outcast, the last to eat, the one who constantly took the fall, the scapegoat. A mountain lion took the life of this wolf one day, and the entire pack mourned for over 6 weeks. Whenever they came to the area that she died, they would tuck their tails, lower their ears, and howl. Normally a playful pack, they did not play for over a month. ::wipe tear:: Finally, there was the story of the young brazen Meerkat who got caught in a hole next to a Jackal who just had a litter of pups. There she sat, on guard all day. Cut to the next morning, and quite obviously she had a run in with the jackal during the night. She was bloodied, missing an ear, and limping. Her mother cuddled her, trying to comfort her, but the pack needed to move on to find food and water. She limped slowly behind them, so the pack slowed their progress to wait for her. At last, when she could not go any further, she collapsed into a hole. The entire pack surrounded her, her mother put her head on her, comforting her. When it was time, she hobbled a few feet away and died. The pack did not let her die alone, even though they were in desperate need of food and water for survival. Ok, let the waterworks begin. It's making me upset reliving it.

Through stifled tears, and gulping hiccups, I related the entire episode to DG. Then I went and Tivo'd Meerkat Manor on the Animal Planet.