Hello and happy Monday. Is it possible to be happy on Monday? I think so. Then again, it is only ten am. Fingers crossed!
Okay, first things first: how excited was I when Jeremy Piven won an Emmy last night? SO FREAKING EXCITED. Plus I teared up during his speech, he was so obviously verklempt. Sigh. I love it when someone who’s so deserving wins. Full disclosure: I was one of those people who watched most of the show this morning, on Tivo, while eating breakfast. We were at a friend’s house last night, at a pool party/cookout, and when I got home I was so exhausted I knew I wouldn’t even make it to the major categories. This morning, however, fueled with breakfast and coffee, I was good to go. All in all, I thought the show was pretty good: Conan O’Brien did a GREAT job moving things along, and how can you not love a show that has both Stephen Colbert AND Barry Manilow? (Although I hated to see Barry become yet another punchline. Show some respect! But then again, at least he won. Take that, naysayers!) All in all, entertaining. Now, onto the VMAs on Thursday.
In other news, we got two new fish for our pond on Friday. White koi, very pretty. We put them in, watched them adjust to the five already there—there was a lot of darting around, clearly some dominance issues–but all seemed well. I named them Wes and Macy. But then, on Saturday morning, I went out for my morning moment by the pond and….one was gone. Vanished. We have no idea what happened, but theories abound. It could have been snatched up a bird, or a raccoon. Or it could have died from the stress of the new environment, floated up to the top, and been snatched. Or maybe one of the other fish, mad about the shift in the power dynamic, just gobbled it up. One of our other fish IS looking a bit chubby all of a sudden, if I’m to be honest. At any rate, we’re down to six now, and without CSI: Pond or something similiar, it’s unlikely we’ll ever know the truth. Still, it bugs me. I want answers!
Speaking of mysteries, here’s one I’ve been mulling over the last couple of days: who writes the descriptions you see when you hit INFO on your TV? You know, those two sentence summaries of shows and movies? I always figured the studios did, or maybe the networks. But on Friday night, I came home and was flipping around and saw one of my very FAVORITE movies of all time, Dazed and Confused, was on. To me, this movie is just about perfect. It’s about high school, and life, a snapshot of that first day of summer, when everything is ending and beginning all at once. Plus, it features some great performances, including Matthew McConaughey in pretty much the best role he’s ever had. Of course, I know all this because I’ve seen this movie many times. I own it, even. But imagine if I hadn’t, and I hit INFO and read the description, which says this:
Assorted teens waste another day of school before getting down to wasting summer in 1976 Austin, TX.
Now, maybe I’m just being paranoid, but I’m sensing an agenda here. Did someone just not like this movie? Disapprove of some of the content? Does Richard Linklater know about this? As a writer, I don’t have control about how my books are described, but if someone was this off the mark, I’d be beyond annoyed. It’s a summary: keep your opinions to yourself, like they did on IMDB: The adventures of incoming high school and junior high students on the last day of school, in May of 1976. Clear, concise, does the job just fine. Honestly.
Okay, so it’s 10:25 and now I’m annoyed. So much for happy Mondays. Oh, well….