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trinityvixenI forgot to mention, in my excitement to meta-post about the last Torchwood that I got culture this weekend! That's right! Yours truly sought out a way to expand her mind. I went--voluntarily!!!--to the MoMA on Saturday. For those of you who didn't know me in college, there was a memorable experience where I needed to go to the MoMa for Art Humanities and the stupid museum had moved to a temporary home in Queens. Meaning the trek took an hour and a half both ways, I had to get there and reserve a ticket ahead of time or face an interminable wait, they had about three paintings up and more than twice the number of people as could fill all six floors of the normal museum crowded into a space about the size of my apartment. This, compounded with the fact that I don't particularly like modern art, makes my trip to the MoMA all the more impressive.
And I had a good time! I continue to like architecture and design, even modern art pieces, so that was fun, and they have a special exhibit of European contemporaries of famous modern artists from the 1960s like Lichtenstein and Warhol. That was fabulous. The best were the wallpapers. One of the wallpapers was the cosmos as related to the band Deep Purple (their albums were constellations!). Another had the Pharmicist's guide without any pills named but instead demarcated by Bible verses. Another was what looked like a tally of yes or no votes without any names or dates or indication what was being approved or denied. Fun!
I also absorbed some geek culture and watched old skool Doctor Who episodes with Tom Baker as the Doctor. My basic impression of him was "He is everything crazy" in that ha ha ha he's craaaaaaaazy kind of way. Because everything about his appearance was mad. Crazy hat, crazy hair, CRAZY EYES, crazy scarf, crazy everything! He was also kind of awesomely snide and mean. And, after watching "Pyramids of Mars," I am totally gay for Sarah Jane Smith with a gun. Gay now. Totally.
I tried to get my mom to watch with me--the new and old series (the new was on BBC America, starting from "Rose"), especially the old since she honestly does love old sci-fi, and there's nothing like what I was watching for cheesy old sci-fi. Ah well, maybe I'll wear her down later. It was more important that I press my copy of the first season of Battlestar Galactica into her hands and extract a blood oath that she'd like it. She said she'd watch it. Good enough.
ETA: TWoP review of last week's Heroes: Adrian Pasdar can make the littlest gesture sort of dirty-sexy, you know? Much like Daniel Craig can make ordering a martini sound like, "Take your panties off, immediately."
WORD, muthafuckin' WORD, dude.
And I had a good time! I continue to like architecture and design, even modern art pieces, so that was fun, and they have a special exhibit of European contemporaries of famous modern artists from the 1960s like Lichtenstein and Warhol. That was fabulous. The best were the wallpapers. One of the wallpapers was the cosmos as related to the band Deep Purple (their albums were constellations!). Another had the Pharmicist's guide without any pills named but instead demarcated by Bible verses. Another was what looked like a tally of yes or no votes without any names or dates or indication what was being approved or denied. Fun!
I also absorbed some geek culture and watched old skool Doctor Who episodes with Tom Baker as the Doctor. My basic impression of him was "He is everything crazy" in that ha ha ha he's craaaaaaaazy kind of way. Because everything about his appearance was mad. Crazy hat, crazy hair, CRAZY EYES, crazy scarf, crazy everything! He was also kind of awesomely snide and mean. And, after watching "Pyramids of Mars," I am totally gay for Sarah Jane Smith with a gun. Gay now. Totally.
I tried to get my mom to watch with me--the new and old series (the new was on BBC America, starting from "Rose"), especially the old since she honestly does love old sci-fi, and there's nothing like what I was watching for cheesy old sci-fi. Ah well, maybe I'll wear her down later. It was more important that I press my copy of the first season of Battlestar Galactica into her hands and extract a blood oath that she'd like it. She said she'd watch it. Good enough.
ETA: TWoP review of last week's Heroes: Adrian Pasdar can make the littlest gesture sort of dirty-sexy, you know? Much like Daniel Craig can make ordering a martini sound like, "Take your panties off, immediately."
WORD, muthafuckin' WORD, dude.
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Date: 2006-11-28 12:55 am (UTC)I've only been able to watch the first three parts of The Hand of Fear, but he massively amuses me.
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Date: 2006-11-28 03:53 am (UTC)Still, delightfully mad.
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