Thursday, December 14, 2006

We Gotta Find Earth...

Battlestar Galactica.


I have been in love with it since I was 4. Starbuck was my first crush. Kinda young to be going for the bad boys...my parents should have known right then I was going to be trouble.















I think I have inherited my love of sci-fi from my Dad, and his from Grampa. I remember shopping for, trying on and buying my red BATTLESTAR GALACTICA rainboots with Mom. And I had to, and I mean HAD TO have them. I loved those boots. I wish to God I could find another pair. It would warm my heart to see a pair of them on my Vivi. :)

Sadly, Mom put the boots into storage when we came to Calgary, and I never laid eyes on their splendour again. They had something on the bottom...pretty sure it was a viper or starbuck. They just rocked. No wonder all the other kids thought I was weird. I loved those damn boots. I would have wore them to Grad with my dress if it was possible.

How does a four year old even know and understand all this stuff? Well...I am sure it's mass appeal with the four year old crowd must have been the little robotic bear/dog 'Daggit'. Always keeping Apollo's adopted son Boxey out of trouble. And Starbuck the cigar smokin' pilot extroadordinaire. Sigh....







We started watching the new series and have been HOOKED. I mean, every episode is so meaty - you just want it to go on and on. Screw General Hospital - THIS SHOW should be on daily. Yes. I would love a daily fix. That would be lovely. Not likely to happen with something that expensive.... and the cinematics are amazing! If you haven't seen the Cylon Base Ships...you gotta. They are amazing.












Getting used to a new FEMALE Starbuck took a big adjustment. I mean - she still smokes the cigars. But a Starbuck with schmeebs just doesn't seem right. I'm over it now though. The dynamic works even better. (Not that I would want HER on my rainboots or anything. But I'll take Apollo - natch!)
Of course...what would the show be without the traditional Cylons in it? You gotta have that scarey red flashing strobe light. IT STILL FREAKS ME OUT! Like a roller coaster - it makes me want to pee my pants, but I love it. I love how they put the red strobe lights playing about the walls in the cylon rooms too. It creates great atmosphere.












I'm very sad to report that Toys R Us has been pretty damn lax in getting any collectibles in. I mean, they have 20 aisles of Disney Princess. Between toddler and Girl stuff - the Boy / Tom Boy product is practically an afterthought! I say we all email the head keebler elf in charge and demand some Battlestar Memorabillia! Okay - well maybe just those of us who care. And you folks who whine about gender imprinting our children better get all over it too - or all our sons are going to have to choose between Barbie / Disney / Easy bake oven if Toys R Us gets it's way. Someone has to get back into development of the boy toys. I mean - that used to be one of my favourite parts of the Sears Catalogue. The Toys R Us store in Market Mall has made it a little insignificant afterthought.
It's a crying shame.



Vivilicious
I took Vivi to Canadian Tire today. (I heard they aren't Canadian owned anymore. But I don't think that's accurate. I keep meaning to check that out. Maybe tomorrow). Anyway - she got to push one of those little kid sized carts today. Her first time. She was awesome! It was pretty damn cute. Speaking of Vivi, I had a tragedy/casualty today. I'll tell you all about it after xmas. It was very, very sad.
Coming Soon....A NEW CAT. AND YES WE ARE SOFT SUCKERS
What is mentally wrong with us? I think the animals have taken over our minds. A situation has come up where one of Binoo's UN NEUTERED siblings needs to be surrendered or find a home.
How could we not take the Binoo's brother in? How could we? I mean - we need another animal like we need a hole in the head. Especially an non-neutered variety. But Jer and I are animal lovers. And we just gotta. Poor 'Toopy' (Eddy). He went from third, to second when Charlie died (but at least he was the only cat), and now everyone comes after Binoo - making Toopy third. Now...the poor little schizo shy guy is going to be fourth. I can't imagine a littermate of the Orange Terror being Eddy like in any way. Let's hope he likes the Beaze as much as Binoo does!
Jeremy doesn't know much about him. His name is Finlay, which we like. He is some sort of grey tabby (Jer thinks). and he is a bit of a hilarious terror. Sounds Binoo-esque. And he sings. Sings? I'm not sure what this is going to be about - but once his nads are snipped, he ain't gonna have alot to sing about. Hopefully that will be the end of that.
One other thing I hope he doesn't do...BITE MY NOSE IN THE MORNING! I wasn't sure what this was about - but someone I work with clued me in. Apparently this is a prelude to the whining for food ritual. Super unpleasant way to be worken up.
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