A Wax Lion of my very own

A few months ago I found the quirky, lovable, incredibly fantastic show, Wonderfalls. Like all of the shows I adore, it was canceled well before its time. (Only three episodes aired, but luckily a full 13-episode season was released on DVD.)

While browsing ebay, I came across a Wax Lion, one of the main figurines from the show that talks to main character Jaye and convinces her to do things to help people. I immediately plunked down the money and snatched this little gem up. Then I received an email from the seller to tell me when it would ship. This is what his email said:

"Your lion will be shipped via USPS First Class Mail first thing in the morning. However, should he start talking to you when he gets there, I would strongly suggest that you seek professional help immediately!"

Daisies In Danger?

I love my DVR. It lets me record shows and watch them when Mark's not home so I can spend an hour with him at the end of the night. Lately I've taken to DVRing all of my favorite shows and watching only one in real time.

Wednesdays at 8:00 I am glued to my TV watching the best show on television: Pushing Daisies. And now my beloved dramedy is in trouble. After being off the air for 9+ months (due to the writers' strike) after debuting its irst nine episodes, the ratings this season are dangerously low. Check out this link to a story on E! to find out how you can help to save my show. Please don't let my Daisies die.

TV quote of the week: Heroes

"High five turtle." - Matt Parkman to his spirit animal guide on finding his future wife Daphne waiting for him at the airport.

Love sick?

So one of my favorite shows returned last night - Pushing Daises. I've been waiting for this night since last fall when it went off of the air due to the writer's strike and didn't come back. I was giddy with anticipation for the return of my pie maker and his untouchable girl, Chuck. Olive was running off to a nunnery, Emmerson was longing for his daughter, and Digby was helping keep Chuck alive by barking if she and Ned got too close. It was going to be a perfect night.

And then the fever came. It was only 100.4, but it was enough to have me sleeping from 6-8 pm, turning on the TV and wishing I didn't ache everywhere so I could enjoy this long overdue premiere.

In the end, I made it though, laughed a little, sighed a lot and promptly went to bed.

Walkers and Wine

Brothers and Sisters is back tonight in all of their Walker glory. Secrets will be spilled, expensive housewares will be destroyed, relationships will be tested. It's time to get a glass of wine and settle in for a season-long ride that is sure to keep all the Walker's (even Rebecca who really isn't a Walker and Ryan who doesn't yet know he's a Walker) in emotional upheaval.

When is a cake more than a cake?

When it's made by a bunch of half-crazed carpenters and artists turned bakers. That's when.

For a TV show with such an animatedly loud cast of characters, Ace of Cakes slunk quietly into my life. But now that the Baltimore bakery Charm City Cakes is on my radar, my goal in life is to one day get a Duff Goldman and crew masterpiece. And I'd probably be as girly as the group of librarians who requested that the cavalier, smartass Geoff deliver my cake.

Just spend one half hour on Thursday nights watching Food Network and you’ll be sold on them too.

Is Anyone Else In Love WIth The Pie Maker?

I was a little wary of Pushing Daisies after all of the media hype. This usually doesn't bode well for shows. But this whimsical little show has heart. And humor. And a quirkiness that has the potential to land a coveted spot near the top of my must-see list.
The shy pie maker Ned, his playful alive-then dead-then live again childhood girlfriend Chuck, his afflicted dog Digby that he can only touch with a wooden hand, and voice overs by none other than Harry Potter's narratoe Jim Dale — what more could a girl ask for?

The Breakup

Dear CW,
For the past 9 months, I thought we had a good thing going. I know it started out a little shaky when you chose that crappy family drama (which you had previously rejected) over Everwood, but I forgave you. Then you allowed Lorelai to marry Christopher. That indescretion was a little harder to get over, but eventually I did.

I stood by you when others pointed at you and laughed. I defended you when people called you a wannabe network and when they made fun of your name. I was faithful to you, never straying from our weekly dates on Tuesday nights, which were the best of the week for me. And I thought you were happy with our little lineup of kick-ass girls who were smarter and funnier than the rest of the nights combined. We had a good thing going. So why did you have to go and ruin it?

Last night was the final straw. After what you did to Veronica I don't think we can see each other any more. Please don't look for me next season. Not even the lure of Kristen Bell as the voiced-but-never-seen Gossip Girl can make me forgive you this time.

Sincerely,
Susan

I Guess This Is Goodbye

So last week I posted about Gilmore Girls and how I was losing my two best friends. Well, tonight was the last Veronica Mars and I am devestated. Mark's solution was to give me a few too many drinks to hopefully take the edge off my misery, but it really only added to it.

If I adored my Gilmore Girls, I LoVed my Veronica. (if you've seen Logan and Veronica in action you get the special capitalization)

I didn't cry as much tonight as I did last week, but that's because the episode wasn't set up as a series finale, but a season finale. There were no tearful goodbyes or couples who were meant to be together finally getting together. It was just another day in the life of Veronica. And it was great. Tonight showed why I love all the characters as much as I do. It made me laugh. It made me cry. And it made made want more.

I don't know what my Tuesdays will be like from now on, but I can guarantee they will not be as funny, or as looked-forward-to.

Veronica, you were one-of-a-kind. And I will not forget you. Thanks for three great seasons.

The End of an Era

The Gilmore Girls are gone. Tonight I feel like I had to say goodbye to my best friends. For 5 years now, I have been glued to my television on Tuesday nights enthralled by their wit. I have laughed with them and at them, cried with them and for them. There have been times when I didn't agree with their decisions, but I stood by them because I love them.

I have spent more time with them than most of my family and friends and it is becoming extremely hard to let go. I spent the better part of an hour crying (hard enough that I was having trouble breathing at times) during their final hurrah tonight. The last half hour I cried straight through the commercials.

I know most of you will think I'm crazy for being so attached to fictional characters. But I am a writer. As Visha likes to say "I live in a world of lies." Lorelai and Rory may not be real, but to me they were treasured friends who will be missed dearly.

These girls went out in style. They came full circle, sitting in the diner talking a mile-a-minute as Luke worked around them. The camera panned back and the conversation faded leaving our girls in the middle of their lives without me.