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Watch It Online?

Thursday, October 2nd, 2008

I downloaded a preview for a PBS series called Carrier. There’d been other shows on aircraft carriers that I’d seen, but those were an hour long and this one is ten hours and follows members of the crew from the moment they’re deployed until they come home. The preview was fascinating and I knew I wanted to watch the series. It looks like a good resource for someone who writes military heroes and/or heroines or paramilitary characters.

Unfortunately, the preview had come out in April and a search of the PBS website said that it wasn’t going to be replayed in my area within the 2 week search parameter. Maybe they’ll replay it later, but I couldn’t bet on that. PBS did have all the episodes available on their website. Great, I thought, I’ll download them to my iPod and watch when I have a few minutes here or there.

As it turned out that wasn’t going to work. The episodes are not downloadable and I wanted to watch them I’d have to sit at my computer. The other alternative was to buy the series and I figured I’d just do that sometime and watch it at my leisure–although I’ll confess that I wasn’t real keen on spending the money for that.

Then it dawned on me. Netflix! I don’t know why I was so slow to think about it. Maybe because I’ve had my last movie on top of the entertainment center since like, well, July. Sure enough Netflix had it available, but I could also watch the episodes on my computer from their website.

Okay, is it just me? I don’t want to watch television or movies online. For one thing, I’m usually on my computer doing something while I have the TV on. If I’m writing, I’m watching something with the sound muted and if I’m not writing, I’m probably researching online as I watch or catching up on notes or searching for a picture of one of my characters. I’m multitasking which I can’t really do online if I’m also streaming a movie or show.

For another, even if by some odd chance I’m not using the computer for something else, I don’t want to watch online because–frankly–I spend enough time staring at the screen and if I actually have turned off life support (AKA my laptop), I don’t want to turn it back on again. I’m on the computer all day at the Evil Day Job and I’m on the laptop when I get home to write. If I’m taking a break from it, there’s usually a reason.

I’m beginning to feel alone, though. I know there are a lot of people who don’t mind staring at the screen for an extra couple of hours. It’s not as if my screens are small either–my desktop has a 24″ monitor and my laptop is a 15.4″ wide screen–I just don’t want to do it.

And to be totally weird, I have no problems watching shows on my iPod and it’s got an itty bitty screen. I think the difference is that the iPod makes me mobile. I can watch while I’m in line for license tabs or while I’m waiting to see the dentist. The iPod is about convenience, but watching on the computer just feels onerous to me. Am I the only one who’s resisting the online streaming thing?

Life Gets Back to Semi-Normal

Thursday, April 10th, 2008

Or Adventures in Calling the Cable Company.

Things are on hold with my dad right now–at least until his doctor’s appointment on Friday. We’ll know more then about when he has surgery. In the meantime, things have returned to how they were before he went into the hospital–except, of course, we all know nothing is normal.

So let’s talk about the cable company. I ordered the Major League Baseball package so I could watch more games. (I love to write with a game playing and there just isn’t enough baseball on television any more.) The other day, though, after their free trial ended, I go to turn on the Cubs game and I get a “Not Authorized” message. Thinking that the rep I’d talked to had done set it up wrong, I talked to another sales rep and he assured me that everything was fine–and oh, yeah, I’d been double charged for the package. I’ll have to talk to a tech, he tells me, but he fixed the double billing.

The woman gets on the phone and tells me that all of MLB is down and that they’re working on it. No clue when it’ll be taken care of, but I should just wait.

Eight hours later, I was still waiting. I called again.

This guy says he’ll reset my box because I shouldn’t be having any problems. Apparently he had no idea that MLB had ever been down and it made me wonder if the woman was just making things up. Anyway, he starts the reset process and puts me on hold. While he’s away, the box shuts off and comes back on and I have baseball! When he comes back on the line, I tell him everything’s great, thanks and hang up.

Little did I know what was lurking just minutes away….

Before I can lift the remote to figure out which game I want to watch, the cable box shuts itself off again. When it returns, I can only get channels 13 and 906! I call the cable company back.

The guy tells me I’ll have to get a new box. I’m like, huh? It was working fine a few minutes ago. Nope, I have to exchange it for a new box. He can’t reset it again because that will damage the box worse than it already is–although I don’t know how it gets worse than only 2 channels being accessible. I’m like, but, but I’ll have to move the entertainment center again. Ah, gee, and all the pictures on top of the entertainment center. I’ll have to call back to get the new box activated. Ugh!

His response? Yeah, too bad, sorry. Grrr.

Not quite ready to accept that response, I turned the cable box off again, gave it a minute, and then turned it back on. This time it said the guide was loading. This was an improvement. I wait, and lo and behold, everything is working again and I have baseball!

My final fall back would have been unplugging the cable box for a short time and then plugging it back in again, but it didn’t go that far.

To cliché or not to cliché

Friday, March 14th, 2008

My Evil Day Job can be kind of brain numbing, so I have far too much time to think. Yesterday I was mulling over clichés.

All the experts say we should avoid clichés and I’d agree with that–generally speaking–but what I was mentally debating while I sat at the EDJ was when is something fresh and new so distracting that instead of being part of a good story, it becomes more about the phrase than about what the author is trying to convey? Clear as mud?

For example, in my WIP when the hero smiles at the heroine, she felt like she was hit by_____. A ton of bricks? Over used. A speeding locomotive? That’s also been done. A runaway freight train? Same problem.

So be unique, I thought, be original. She was hit with the force of a rhinoceros attacking a tour bus. Um, definitely different, but if I came across that in a book, it would pull me right out of the story and I’d be like, whoa!

So maybe the cliché works better here? As her eyes met his, it felt as if she’d been hit by a runaway freight train.

This isn’t what I actually wrote, of course. I did find a middle ground and tied it to the heroine being a glass artist. I might change it still as I reread and fine tune, maybe it might get cut out on revisions all together.

But it led me to wonder if sometimes writers would be better served by just going with the cliché? Are there times where it’s best to just to forget about breaking new ground? What do y’all think as either readers or writers or both?

In other news, I signed up for digital cable and my dad and I installed the cable box yesterday. My service had a deal–the digital starter package for $29.99 for 6 months–but what I really wanted was the MLB network since I like to watch baseball while I write. TBS stopped showing Braves games, WGN hardly shows any Cubs games any more, and the Twins lost Torii Hunter (my favorite player) and Johann Santana, our Cy Young Award-winning pitcher. It’s going to be a semi-brutal season to only really have the Twins.

I could have titled this blog “Adventures in Cable Box Installation,” but it really wasn’t that hard. The only problem was the girl at the cable “store” said we didn’t need to call the cable company to activate the box. So I’m looking at the schematics going, “everything is hooked up exactly right, why isn’t it working?” One call to the company and ten minutes was all it took to get it all working. And get this: One remote for the TV, cable box, and DVD player. Wow.

Only it turns out that the digital starter pack has maybe half a dozen more channels than standard cable plus the channels that play music and that’s it! What’s the point of having digital cable without BBC America and Gameshow Network and all the other cool things? A quick check online showed the digital preferred package plus HBO was on special for $39.99 for six months, so I upgraded to that. We’ll see how much use I get out of it.

My Morning In Purgatory

Monday, March 3rd, 2008

I had to bring in the urban assault vehicle (with apologies to Stripes) to get the oil changed on Saturday. I had an appointment for 8:30 in the morning on the theory that the shop is much like the airline and that my chances of being delayed would be much lower the earlier I was there. It was a futile hope.

Once again, they didn’t get me in right away. They only had two guys working, you see. This is endlessly frustrating to me. If you know you’re only going to have two people working, and if someone calls for an appointment and you’re full, why don’t you tell me to come in at 9am? Or 9:30 or whatever? Instead, I was trapped in the waiting room and it was exactly two hours before I could get out of there.

That made me crabby enough–shouldn’t an oil change be about half an hour?–but what really pushed me over the edge was Saturday morning television.

I did bring a notebook and a book book with me to entertain myself while I waited. I’m used to being delayed at this place. But I finished making notes for the chapter I’m working on and the book was the final one in a series. I’d read the first two at least 6 months ago, maybe longer now, and I had trouble getting into the third one because I couldn’t remember the others real clearly. The magazines didn’t appeal, but I read the local newspaper and the Wall Street Journal.

That took me through the Strawberry Shortcake cartoon without my hearing it. The only reason I was aware of it was because one of the guys who works there walked by and commented on how he couldn’t believe that cartoon was still on.

However, by 10am, I was done with the papers and there was nothing left to do–except watch the television. OMG! When did Saturday morning TV get so bad? I only saw one show, something I think was called Cake TV and it was hideous!

(Okay, I know I’m not the target audience, but I can still watch Scooby Doo Where Are You? and enjoy myself.)

The laugh track on this Cake show was annoying, the acting was awful and overplayed, and the “jokes” (and I use that term loosely) were so horrible that I would sigh loudly and mutter to myself. Fortunately, I was alone while I was doing this. :-)

Chaning the channel wasn’t an option and neither was turning it off. The buttons on the television that do those two things had been removed. I was trapped!

All I have to say after that half hour in hell is: Parents, I feel for you! I’d be homicidal if I had to listen to that every weekend.

Dead Like Me — Part 2

Saturday, February 23rd, 2008

The more I watch Dead Like Me, the more I love it! (DLM is a television show that was on Showtime for 2 years (2003-2004, I believe) before being canceled.) I’m pretty sure I blogged about this before, but that’s when I liked it, but that was about it. After watching the first 8 episodes of season 2, I can unequivocally say I’m hooked and that I can’t believe it was canceled after only two seasons! I want to keep watching and watching and watching. :-)

DLM is about an 18-year-old girl who dies, and instead of proceeding into the afterlife, ends up being a grim reaper. It’s her job to take the soul out of the body of someone who’s about to die and hang around with them until they cross to the other side. There are other reapers that she works with as well: Rube, the boss; Daisy, the former actress who slept with everyone in old Hollywood; Mason, the addict/alcoholic; and Roxy, the meter maid turned police officer. (Rube was Inigo Montoya from The Princess Bride and Roxy was Whitley on A Different World.)

I nearly quit watching after the pilot episode. Quite frankly, I wasn’t impressed and I have a hard time paying attention to television anyway, but I thought I’ll give it one more disk. (I’m borrowing them from Netflix.) Those next 4 episodes captured my attention, but I only liked the show, I didn’t love it. Then I started season 2.

OMG, season 2 totally rocks! After watching the first 8 episodes, I’ve become an avid fan. The characterization is first rate, the humor is dry and sometimes dark, and the actors make the characters come to life.

The other thing I like is that it makes me think about life and what it means to be alive. Not while I’m watching, but afterward. I’m sure a lot of people simply watch it and it’s nothing more than entertainment, but as the characters seek and question, it makes me question, too. George, the heroine, questions everything because she’s a new reaper and because that’s the kind of personality she has. Daisy seeks answers through her religion. And in one episode, Mason has stopped drinking and doing drugs–until he has to reap a father at his young daughter’s birthday party. The deceased person says to him something like how can he live with himself, knowing that a little girl is always going to remember his dying on her birthday. And Mason starts drinking again.

There’s all these nice little insights into character and maybe that’s why I love it so much and maybe that’s why I love it more the longer I watch–the characters become a little more fleshed out in each episode. I can’t rave enough about the show.

I’m both eager to watch the next two disks and dreading it because once I’m done, there are no more episodes to watch. When I’m done, I’m done. Kind of. I heard they’re doing a television movie of the show and if it does well, they might make it a series again. I am so hoping it does well and that DLM continues. It might even be enough to get me to subscribe to Showtime (if that’s the channel that ends up showing it again) and I haven’t had a paid cable station since shortly after I left college.

I don’t feel as if I’ve done the show justice. To give an idea just how good it is, I rarely watch television unless it’s some documentary/informative show on Discovery or Nat Geo or something. Most shows can’t hold my interest for long. This show not only holds my interest, but it’s left me so excited to see more, I can hardly stand the thought of waiting for the next Netflix shipment. It’s even left me excited enough that I want to buy the series on DVD so that I’ll be able to watch it whenever I want.

Anyway, I’d recommend giving this series a try and hanging in there past the first few episodes. It seriously does get better the longer I’ve watched it.

BTW, if you’re already a fan, I saw a clip on You Tube of a sneak peek at the TV movie coming up (I think this year.) I don’t have a direct link–sorry–but you can do a search for it.

Here Be Dragons

Friday, February 1st, 2008

Last night I became all excited when I saw that Animal Planet was doing a show about dragons. It was done in a pseudo-documentary style with Patrick Stewart narrating. Since the WIP (Work in Progress) involves dragons–in a way–I figured this was a prime research tool.

Unfortunately, I was wrong. Yes, the show was interesting, but they didn’t talk about dragon magic at all, treating them more like dinosaurs that could breathe fire and fly. And they compared dragons to crocodiles as far as their eggs and which sex the babies end up being born as. Um, okay, but not helpful for my purposes.

Still, the show was well done and the animation was good, so I guess it wasn’t a total waste of time.

Finding research material on dragon magic has not been easy and that was a surprise to me. I figured there’d be a ton of information available and there just isn’t. Or if there is, I haven’t found it. I’m looking for myth and lore of their magical powers, not what other fiction authors are doing, and the one time I asked on a loop, that was all the suggestions I received. Which totally shocked me–enough to blog about it at the time.

In the meantime, my search for dragon info continues.

Look! Up in the Sky! It’s a bird! It’s….

Wednesday, January 30th, 2008

Good news. We’re safe from the asteroid. I know y’all were worried about that, right? ;-) Actually, the first I heard of it was yesterday, but I guess there isn’t much point in broadcasting this near miss since there’d be nothing we could do to save ourselves anyway if it was going to hit Earth.

But don’t put away your hard hat yet, the article in USA Today continues on, focusing in on the spy satellite that’s going to hit our planet. Somewhere. No one knows where, but rest assured, the government is monitoring the situation. This would be the same government, BTW, which launched the satellite (it lost power) and can pinpoint when it will come down to February or March. :-) Yep, heavy sarcasm, but then this thing “could contain hazardous materials.” (per USA Today).

On a slightly more upbeat note, there was an interesting show on PBS about The Parthenon. From what I saw, it seems like the ancient Greeks had some pretty advanced building techniques. The most incredible thing was they had it up in less than 9 years. There’s a restoration underway right now and they’ve been at it for quite some time and still have a long way to go.

Let’s Fight Off Monday!

Monday, January 28th, 2008

Have y’all seen that commercial from Monster.com? The one where people grab satellite dishes, coffee table tops, mattresses and whatever else they can get their hands on and race to the top of a hill. They hold up their items like shields, trying to fight it off, but the sun rises anyway. The tagline? Stop Fighting Mondays.

I love that ad–and I feel that way right now. I wish I could grab up something and fight off Monday. It’s another five days at the Evil Day Job (EDJ) and this week also has a dentist appointment. Talk about way down on the fun-o-meter.

No movie reviews this weekend. My disk from Netflix arrived with a big ol’ crack in it, and so I was forced to rewatch Pirates of the Caribbean: Curse of the Black Pearl. The original is the best and most fun. :-)

I just missed seeing a show on the National Geographic Channel last night about Special Ops soldiers. I caught like the last 5 minutes. I can’t believe I was watching HGTV and coverage of some multi-state garage sale when I could have seen a show about Spec Ops. Sigh. I hope they repeat it.

Dead Like Me

Sunday, January 20th, 2008

Last night I watched Dead Like Me. It’s a television series that was on Showtime, I think. This is one of the frustrating things about having the NetFlix one at a time plan–I wanted to see more episodes, but I didn’t have disks three and four for Season One. There are some episodes up on the website that I can watch, but I’d rather watch on my television than my computer.

Anyway, Dead Like Me is about an 18-year-old girl, George (short for Georgia), who gets killed and discovers that she’s a Reaper. That means that she takes the souls of people who die out of their bodies. The leader of this group of Reapers passes out the assignments on yellow Post-It notes. She doesn’t like her job and doesn’t want it. She questions everything and disobeys rules all the time. The Reapers are dead, but not dead and so they need places to live and money to live on. The job comes without a salary.

Disk 1 was the pilot episode and that was it. It was okay, but not hugely interesting to me. I was going to stop watching there, but the premise of the series was so intriguing, I decided to try Disk 2. I enjoyed the next five episodes much more. George is struggling with her job. She doesn’t want people to die and constantly searches for ways around it. Only that never works and the repercussions are usually high.

IMO the fact that George is 18 when she dies makes the questioning and her trying to keep everyone alive believable. She doesn’t understand yet that death is a natural part of life and that it’s not necessarily fair.

The other part of the series I’m finding interesting is her family. The series jumps to her sister and mother regularly (the father just largely seems absent, both physically and emotionally) and shows how they’re reacting. The mother is a piece of work, but after six episodes, I’m starting to understand why she is how she is. The little sister is the one really having difficulty with George’s death and it feels as if she has no one she can turn to because the mother is so shut off.

Anyway, I enjoyed the five episodes I watched last night enough to get the next disk. The only downside is one of the Reapers in the last episode was replaced and I really dislike the new one. She’s just walking all over George. I’m hoping this woman is only temporary or that George will kick her out of her apartment and we’ll get less of the blond chick. If not, I might be stopping with disk 3.

Planet Earth

Monday, December 17th, 2007

Discovery Channel did an all day marathon of episodes of Planet Earth on Sunday and I totally became addicted. In case you’re unfamiliar with it, this is a series that looks at different aspects of our planet, one hour per aspect. Some of the programs covered the deep ocean, the deserts, the antarctic/arctic, the forests, the plains, etc. The photography was stunning and the entire thing was fascinating. They also were able to film things that no one had filmed before and were allowed in places where few are ever permitted to go in order to film. If you haven’t seen this before, definitely watch for this to be rerun. It’s worth it.

And just so you don’t think I was totally worthless this weekend, I was working on galleys while I watched. Fortunately, it’s a left-brained activity, and when I did need to focus more intently, I just muted the television. I’ve got another 65 pages to go to finish my first read through.

I worked my tail off on Saturday. I spent the day unpacking all the boxes in my spare bedroom. Okay, so it’s been a year and a half since I moved in–I just hadn’t gotten around to it. :-) I’m such a geek that I keep standing in the doorway and staring at my nice, clean room. The only thing left to do in there is to organize all my scrapbook supplies, but that’s a job for another day. That leaves the office as the last room that needs to be set up. That’s just going to be ugly. No doubt about it.