The Final Frontier

I live in a house with cable television. I could be one of those people that says television should die, but no, I love television. Actually most tv is crap, but there are a few shows I have been watching.
I hang out with my neighbors every Wednesday to watch Project Runway. Watching people make clothes is lots of fun. I'm rooting for Daniel, not just because he's talented, but because he's cute too.
I'm wrapped up in the O.C. too. I've been torn this season because Seth has always been my favorite. Then Johnny came along and now I don't know who my tv boyfriend is.
Not all my favorite shows are fluff. 60 Minutes is such a great program. I wish CBS would show reruns of 60 Minutes. It'd be nice to go back in time and relive some of the events that have occurred since 60 Minutes began. It'd also be nice to view a younger, sexier Morley Safer report.
Other programs I enjoy: Boston Legal, The Daily Show, What Not to Wear, and Martha.
I decided to write this entry about television because I just came off watching the most exhilarating television program. There's this channel called "G4" and it's the video game channel. I don't know what they present along the lines of video games, but at eight and nine o' clock every night, they show old episodes of Star Trek: The Next Generation. God I love that show. The sad part about loving ST:TNG is that I know so few people who love it too so I can’t discuss it with anyone. Anyway, when the channel started last month, it began with the first episode, and has been showing two episodes every night since. I had become giddy this week because tonight's episode was "The Best of Both Worlds: Part I," easily one of the best in the seven-season series. It's the episode where the crew of the Enterprise goes up against the Borg and Picard is captured, only to be assimilated into a Borg himself. The drama...the suspense...phenomenal! Tomorrow is part II. It's going to be real good. Live long and prosper everyone.

You Made Me Love You

This past weekend, I had the occasion to host my good friend Nate from Minneapolis. Nate pranced throughout New England meeting with finance people to talk about financing the finances to make the finances grow, and he ended his trip in New York for fun times. We gallivanted about the city doing some typical city stuff. At the Museum of Natural History, Nate experienced some shame by paying $1.00 instead of the suggested $14.00 adult admission. I admit I used to feel guilty if I didn't pay at least half the suggested admission, but I got over that the first time I paid $2.00 to visit the Met. Maybe one of these days I'll pay a penny if someone dares me.
I took Nate to Don't Tell Mama, a cabaret club I frequently visit on account of having a friend who is a stand-up comedian. We watched an act I absolutely love, Tommy Femia performing as Judy Garland. It's rather incredible and it's what really introduced me to the music of Judy Garland. Last Saturday's show was especially nice because I sat next to an older woman in her late sixties. The moment Judy came out, the woman's eyes lit up and with almost every song, she released a quiet squeal of delight or she jumped in her seat. After the show, she apologized for being giddy, but stated that she couldn't help herself because the impersonation was so real for her. The performance was fantastic ("Ol' Man River and "Chicago" were sung), but it wasn't quite enough to turn Nate into a Judyhead. Next time I suppose.
We finished Saturday night off at my friend Ted's place. Ted's neighbor no longer needed her electric wheelchair, so Ted asked if he could have it because he’s going to use it for a bit he’s putting together. Anyway, we all took turns riding it. Those things are fun to ride! I felt kind of guilty having so much fun cause you know, those things are supposed to be used as toys. But then I remembered that my friend Kyle’s dad sold medical equipment (something like that) and they used to play wheelchair basketball in their driveway so it didn't seem so bad. Nate was hesitant to ride in the wheelchair, but after we chanted for him to ride it, he did so and loved it. The hardest part was getting him out! I think Nate had a good time. He went to bed after 4:00am two nights in a row, he saw more of Brooklyn than he’s ever seen before, he saw Judy Garland, and he learned how to ride in an electric wheelchair.