Apparently, there was an earthquake in northern Illinois early this morning. WGN Morning News talked about the number of viewers who called into the show about it (“My cat felt it!” “My husband slept through the whole thing!”), and then put up this page on their web site for viewer comments. I feel okay saying everybody’s feedback cracks me up because so far nobody has been injured or seen property damage or loss. But I can’t participate in the great quake of 2010 because I didn’t feel shit. I slept through the whole thing, just like I slept through the last one.
We also got something of a blizzard as well, but we’re used to that shit by now. So while I feel for people on the east coast who are having snow days and shutting down schools to deal with their extreme weather, I can’t say that what I feel exactly is sympathy. I want to send people in DC cards that say they now know something of what Chicago winters are like and really was that so terrible? Wussies.
I continue to watch “Lost”. I’m not having a lot of “WTF?” moments simply because I haven’t been watching this show consistently since its debut. So when stuff like (spoiler alert!) Ethan turning up as an LA doctor who treats Claire in the version-of-“Lost”-where-the-plane-never-crashed or Claire turns up as an Other on the island in the version-of-“Lost”-where-the-plane-crashed (looking like an Indigo Girl, according to Patrick), I just say “Oh, that’s pretty neat.” and then wait for Dogen to appear.
Because I love me some Dogen. For real, send me a curmudgeonly almost stereotypically cryptic Asian dude and I will bow down. Jin? Miles? Pierre fucking Chang? Hell yeah. Also he gave Jack the Heimlich Maneuver when he swallowed the poison meant for Sayid. Frankly, I would have let Jack die but that’s only because I find Jack annoying.
In addition to “Lost”, I watched “American Idol” for a bit so I could see how Ellen Degeneres did as a judge. I missed her stint as a judge on “So You Think You Can Dance”, but I think I read she wasn’t great then because all she did was tell everybody that they were awesome.
For American Idol, though, I thought Ellen did great. Some TV folks (read: TV columns the RSS feeds of which I subscribe to via Google Reader) seem to agree.
Joseph Brannigan Lynch reviewed AI for New York magazine’s Vulture column. Writing about Ellen’s style as a judge:
But Ellen hardly adopted Simon’s “impress me or die” attitude, either. She managed to cut into people without ever depriving them of their dignity, making jokes at their expense but not dismissing them outright. She also wasted no time addressing the fact that she has no musical background by assuring audiences that she has spent years learning what entertains people. So far, so good: Unlike two of her peers with actual music-biz résumés, she consistently offered meaningful feedback to each contestant. Instead of enigmatic platitudes such as, “I like you, dawg” or “One thousand percent yes,” Ellen explained to each performer how they made her feel.
I was surprised that Simon seemed to enjoy Ellen’s gags, but then again, she’s the first person with a brain stem to appear on the judges’ table so maybe he’s just happy to have someone there to hang with.
Dude, I totally co-sign this statement. If I were Smokey Robinson, I would second this emotion.