Different Tastes ...

[bloodyrosemccoy]

Due to a horrible gelatinous blob of cat on my lap a few days ago, I was unable to flee as I usually do when Mom and my sister turn the DVR to their favorite shows, Grey’s Anatomy and Private Practice. This did not go well:

ME: So, this show consists entirely of unlikeable people making the worst possible decisions at any given moment?

MY SISTER: Isn’t it great?

ME: … Remind me again why you didn’t like Cloverfield?

MY SISTER: The camera was too shaky.

ME: Fair enough.

MY SISTER: Not to mention Cloverfield distinctly lacks Taye Diggs taking off his shirt, something this show delivers with great regularity.

ME: Well, as long as you have a good reason.


Just for that I made them watch the Jack Frost MST. If I get stuck watching incompetent doctors whining about how it turns out getting pregnant by their best friend’s husband or whatever was a bad idea, IMAGINE, it’s only fair that they get stuck watching some meat-haired Russian chase feathers and get turned into a bear by a guy in a mushroom hat. Though that logic might just be the head cold talking.

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[acrossthelake.livejournal.com]

While I can definitely see the appeal in shirtless Taye Diggs, showing them Jack Frost does seem like the sort of turnabout that is fair play. (We showed that to my dad over my summer break, wondering if it might have made slightly more sense to a guy who had actually experienced the Soviet bloc. Turns out it didn't.)