A Foolish Figure

Moffat has put the three teaser words for Series 3 of Sherlock.  I have an idea of what stories he's talking about, but I'm not even going to think about it anymore, much less discuss it with you guys.

In other words, the PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DON'T MENTION ANYHTHING ABOUT THE NEXT SERIES OF SHERLOCK  has begun. 

And I bet I have to do this for a whole year!

1. Braveheart. 

That's okay, I'll just keep writing a blog-essay-thingy that I started.  I like writing blog-essay-things.

I've never had it before.

At least I can still speak in chest voice. Teaching should be... interesting...

You know I love your TV (notice I did not say "telly" just to be cool).  I do the vast majority of my television watching on the computer.  I follow Doctor Who and Merlin.  Sherlock is my MOST FAVORITE.

HOWEVER!

WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? Did you all tune into the X Factor?

WHY????????????????????

I am suffering now, because there is no escaping the hype.  I like singing.  I DO NOT LIKE HYPE!  It is so LOUD that it fills the house. 

:-(

I actually have a love/hate relationship with them.

I mean, on the one hand I think some of them are genuinely good talent shows.  I'm usually impressed with the top ten talent on American Idol, for instance.

HOWEVER

I HATE TERRIBLE AUDITIONS. 

Why is that entertaining?  Really?  Aural pain?

And then...

A WHOLE HOUR TO TELL US THAT ONE PERSON WAS ELIMINATED!

I'm just glad there is TiVo, so I can watch the performances and nothing else. 

(And my family is addicted...)

Cleaning would be SO MUCH EASIER if I didn't lose cleaning implements while I was in the middle of cleaning. 

I used the fuzzy attachment to my vacuum about an hour ago.  I've searched the one bedroom apartment four or five times.  Can't find it anywhere.

Now I can't find the dusting rag that was RIGHT IN FRONT OF ME all of ten minutes ago.  At least I have more than one dusting rag...even if the one I just lost was barely used...

I'm the only person who lives in this house...


(Incidentally...writing papers would be easier if my pencils didn't disappear every time I got up for a cup of tea...)

I might have to subscribe to some theory about mischievous elves or something.

The moral of this story is don't encourage your 80 pound, very gangly, very awkward labradoodle to jump up and down maniacally and try to steal a toy out of your hand, unless you have been trained...

It may end in PAIN.



This NEVER happens to my dad!

Nimue is on Doctor Who, promising to be just as annoying as crazy-mission-impossible-lady as she was as Nimue.

I think I just put a record number of "as"es there.

Also, how did Shakespeare spell "as"es becasue the way I have chosen to spell it seems awkard?

I'm off to research

EDIT:  According to shakespeare.mit.edu I have spelled it a la shakespeare.  I'm too lazy to log into my own university's webpage and search it on EEBO (which is nearly as awesome as the OED, but not quite.  I'm pretty sure I'm staying in academia for the incredible online archives that I could never afford on my own.) and my SHINY NEW ARDEN SHAKESPEARE HAMLET is in my car and I'm definitely not braving the cold for it.

Speaking of shiny new shakespeares, I got a free copy of the newest Norton edition of Hamlet (with Jude Law qua Hamlet on the cover) in my mailbox at school just because the publishing company wants me to buy it for my students.  When I opened it I actually squee-ed.  IN OFFICE HOURS.  BECAUSE I KNOW THAT PROVING TO MY STUDENTS THAT I AM MATURE IS A HOPELESS, HOPELESS TASK.

*SNORE*

I am enjoying the food food, and the wine, and the giggling every time Florida makes a point.

But I'm glad I have a laptop to entertain me through this long day of the-game-that-must-not-be-named.

Also, Joe Paterno looks positively youthful compared to Dick Clark last night.

OVERHEARD from Mom:  "Of course he's an academic all-American, he's a Pollock!"  PROUD TO BE POLISH!  TAKE THAT, NON-POLISH DAD.  :-P

Also, Joe Pa looks like Leonard Nimoy.  :-)