Because I now have unlimited data on my phone, I've been binging heartily on Netflix. I watch "Mad Men", "Royal Pains", all kinds of "20/20" like shows about murder and disappearances, and lately "Untold Secrets of the ER". It turns out that Emma has also been binging on "ER" as well.
On "ER", the shows seem to focus on ridiculous things men have done with their penis. One guy got his stuck in a camp stove. ("Hey, the knob was missing." Well, obviously then, you must put your penis in that hole.) Another guy had a vibrator stuck up his butt. He insisted on paying cash and not using any insurance. Luckily, he just happened to have $12,000 cash on him. He didn't want his name attached to any paperwork. Stunned, the doctors and hospital administrator found a way to charge him a cash price. Hence the $12K fee. At the end, the narrator said the vibrator was removed but offered no details.
When it first came out and was popular, I didn't watch "Mad Men" but I'm now watching the talented Lothario, Don Draper, screw himself most horrifyingly on his descent from a high place in 1960s Madison Avenue. Sometimes it strikes a little close to home because of his job reversals and like mine, are self-inflicted. I can't understand his "must conquer all" approach to sex. Even at my youngest and most pert, I would not let myself fall into the conquest trap. I don't understand him. And I don't understand why all the women have to be trim and slim and the men can have paunches. Even Don could stand to lose about 30 pounds.
"Royal Pains" is a very sweet show. It's about a New York doctor who had reached a nadir in his young life and found the world of concierge medicine in the Hamptons. All the people are young and attractive and slim with the exception of the mysterious "Boris", played thrillingly by Campbell Scott. He appears tall, imposing, somewhat regal, and has a lovely English accent (he's American). I like this because the world is so fantastical. It doesn't seem possible that so many people could be so rich, but apparently they are.
I also watch the occasional one-off documentary.
I get frustrated with the murder mystery shows. One recurring thing said by victims' relatives is "People don't just disappear." Au contraire. One of the first sentences in the book Outlander (all hail Diana Gabaldon) is that "People disappear all the time." So many murders with bodies never to be found. People can just disappear.
In other news...
I have had a couple of close, happy calls with the potential for an interview. Too bad none of them have come to fruition. I now have an appointment with the Unemployment Office for an interview coming up quite soon. I haven't done a very good job of keeping up my contacts spreadsheet, so must work on that today and tomorrow.
I'm teaching myself Photoshop. It's a frequent requirement on the tech writer job ads I see and somehow in my life, have managed to never learn it. So I plunked down the money for the software and a "Dummies" book. I'm gradually making my way through that.
Toby, one of the Wild Children cats, actually sat on my lap yesterday. I was so stunned I barely breathed for fear of freaking him out. He seems to have an unending war with Sophie, one of the Elders, possibly disputing who is the fluffiest.
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Photoshop for tech writers? They must be writing for computer based education training (aka distance learning aka on line training).
Wish you could post photos as I would like to judge for myself which cat is fluffiest! Glad the little guy likes people.
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