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friday favourites :: 23.09.11

well folks, there's no denying, it's officially fall as of very early this morning [at least in my time zone- please adjust as necessary] and that means that we're into the final stretch of the year. personally, i love fall. i've noticed that some of the leaves are just starting to turn now and i'm greatly looking forward to an opportunity for a nice autumnal walk when i can take pictures of the splendour.

as for the past week, i have to admit, i spent more than my fair share of time watching television. that means both watching it in real time and watching shows in large chunks. of course, i did take some time to move things around here, as i've already noted and i'd like to thank those who have taken the time- whoever you may be- to have a look at the tabs i've added linking to posts of prose and poetry i've done here. feel free to keep checking back, as they'll be updated whenever i post more.

so here are a few things that made my week more upbeat...

dexter :: how could i not love a show about a serial killer hunting serial killers? just the premise is so awesomely warped that it cries out to be watched. plus, it stars michael c. hall, who was really the only thing i enjoyed about the promising but ultimately over-rated "six feet under". this week, dom was finally able to get season five on dvd, after we'd both made a concerted effort to avoid knowing what was going on with the series [this is the price you pay for not wanting to wait a week between episodes]. how stimulating was it? we watched the entire season in one night, staying up until daybreak because we were so engrossed that sleep was a patent impossibility. i'm consistently impressed at how the show's writers, operating as they do within fairly strict confines, come up with story lines that are tense and compelling and at the same time, make the show so darkly humourous. i can't imagine how they're going to top this last season, although i say that every year and they generally confound my expectations.

MORE HIGHLIGHTS AND YOUR WEEKLY KITTY PIC AFTER THE BREAK...



tiki cat :: if catnip is like kitty marijuana, this stuff is like kitty crack. i first started buying it in toronto, years back, just because anything that combines cats and tiki has to be full of awesome. well, my thoughts on the matter aside, my fur babies have let me know that, yes, under no uncertain circumstances, this food is the bomb when it comes to keeping them happy. it's all i can do to stop them from eating the plate in an attempt to remove all the atoms. even my resident fussy eater [julia, the little princess] goes nuts for this stuff. and to keep me happy, their environmental policies are strict and richly detailed. they also have dog food, for those who are pooch people.

jennifer glasgow :: i'm generally a big fan of local and canadian designers and have followed many of them for years [links to a few are on the right, in the "body" section]. this prairie transplant is my latest discovery. i love the sleek simplicity of many of her designs and the fact that they work well on a number of different body types. i also love the fact that her pieces are appropriate for a number of contexts, for a day on the job or a night on the town. [many thanks to dom for picking me up a "birthday suit" from her collection.]

i hate to admit that i'm getting sucked into the republican nomination contest [i keep wanting to call it a leadership race, being the good parliamentary system follower that i am], but i am. despite feeling unwell, i did watch every minute of the debate last night and am already looking forward to more. this, of course, is sort of like watching old 3-d films from the fifties; you know it's really bad, but it has a sort of campy appeal, because so much of it is just so off the chart silly and gross. then, of course, something like "avatar" comes along and it gets taken seriously and that sucks all the fun out of everything. once the republicans have actually appointed their avatar, i have a feeling i'm going to be laughing a lot less and that will be a shame. in the meantime, i'm enjoying the show in a perverse sort of way. it's sort of puzzling to me that the republicans have a perfectly viable candidate in mitt romney, who would, according to polls, play well against obama and they're almost desperate not to choose him. i mean, he'll likely end up with the nomination, but his party is going to be dragged into it kicking and screaming.

here's this week's cat pic, the one, the only, king arthur. he's been absent from weekly pics for a while, because he's actually in the process of recovery from a really bad case of matting. he always has some issues with this, but this year was really bad. as it turns out, he was neglecting his grooming because he'd developed diabetes, but i'm happy to report that now that he's getting insulin and we've changed his diet that he's back in kingly form.





here's hoping for a great week for everyone and, once again, thanks for reading!

Comments

xasperadastra said…
I love Dexter! first season was my favourite but the forth really got me imprepared with the final O___o

as long as you're here, why not read more?

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