The wait is over.

I've dreamed of fame for most of my life. I've never really yearned for the "fortune" half of that colloquialism; I've just always wanted my name in lights.

And here it is.

I guess I really am a force of nature. (bah-dum-dum-crash!).

By the way, for those of you just joining us for "Heroes," Mel sent me this link to the corresponding online, interactive graphic novel. I've only flipped through the first chapter, but it has already impressed me, in terms of both the artistic content and the storyline.

On that note, I'd like to relate a brief conversation that B and I had about the quality of writing on television these days. Although we bemoan the dearth of good programming with the advent of the "reality TV" shows - and, yes, even Project Runway has its critics - Bryan proposed that the subsequent excess of writers-without-jobs actually creates higher-quality writing for the remaining shows. Sort of an Adam Smithsian effect in Hollywood: low demand, high supply means that producers have their pick of the litter.

I suppose that means that all of the fans of "Lost," "Battlestar Galactica," "Heroes," "House," and pretty much all of the HBO serial programming should give a great big (albeit tongue-in-cheek) HOLLA! to "Flip This House!" and "The Bachelorette 17 (or whatever)." We, of the intelligent, articulate viewing audience thank you, Jessica Simpson, for your marital silliness. Thank you, too, Paula and Simon, for humiliating hundreds of wanna-be superstars. And you, MTV: we thank you for forgetting about that "music video" nonsense and turning to reality shows for your primary revenue.

We thank you as we watch polar bears prowl in the jungle and cheer as adorable Hiro stops time; as we ponder the weird disease of House's patient and despise the pathetic Dr. Baltar.

Go reality TV!

Ouch.

My blog is worth $0.00.
How much is your blog worth?

Who knew?*

Clearly I'm reading other folks' blogs because I stole the idea from Anita.**


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*Rhetorical question. I know, I need to post more. Yadda-yadda, etc.
** Shameless plug.

Polonius-ness

Well, hey ya'll.

It's been a while. I think the thing with the job thing is all getting up in my stuff. And everything. Anyways.

It's not bad, having a full-time gig with benefits and retirement, etc. I went to the doctor for $20 on Friday,* bought groceries (even some /gasp, items that weren't on sale, just for kicks) even took care of dry cleaning that's spent the last 18 months in my car. Oh, and I paid all of my bills. All of them. Even the ones several months overdue. Now that's something to write home about.

I have learned something interesting, though. Even now, I clip coupons, buy generics, peruse clearance racks, curb impulse buying - in short, even when I technically have the money, I have developed such stringent habits from the days of pb & j sandwiches and keeping the A/C turned off, that I continue to practice them. (that "in short" turned into rather a long - and awkwardly phrased - series of dependent clauses... very Polonial. Poloniusal. You get it.) I mean, what better thrill than when you hand the cashier a sheaf of coupons for items that one had intended to purchase anyway, and watch the savings rack up to $20?! Well, my record is only $19.26 @ ye olde Publix, but STILL!

It's good to be chea... err, thrifty. Less money spent = less thinking about money. {End blog topic.}

{Begin anew, anon}

Okay, Wil Wheaton. Either you know his name, or you don't, and either you loved him in ST:NG, or you hated him. Make no never mind either way, 'cause Wesley is gone and Kyle has arrived. Well, Kyle + Rosemary, to more precise. It's the cartoon debut event of the season! All the cool kids will be watching! Plus, the artist, Jun, sent me stickers, like this one, when I complimented her work on her blog. I love cool people. Especially geeky cool people.

Oh, and BY THE WAY, I have a very profound apology to make to all of my friends, neighbors, and strange people in parking lots who insisted that I start watching "Heroes" last year. You were right, I was wrong. It really IS "that good," as Bryan and I have repeatedly stayed up to 3 and 4am to finish the DVDs as they come in from Netflix. If you're not watching, or you haven't watched last season, make like an egg and get crackin' because Season 2 starts on the 24th. Of September, that is. Sylar is waiting, and he's starting to get hungry... (um. ew. sorry)

I would like to dedicate this blog to Heather. She knew that I'd come back, and it was her faith that urged me on (in more ways than one).

Happy Monday!

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* I also learned that I owed $500 from a previous - uninsured - visit, but they're letting me pay in increments. It ain't bad.