Still alive, however, without cake

Bonus points if you understand the title. Me? Never played it.

It's been radio silent over here for a little while. I've had other shit to do. Like sit on my ass and watch House reruns while my real house crumbles around me. I swear I'm going to do the dishes tonight.

Unless something goes awry today I will actually be cooking real food for dinner. I will try to take pictures and blog it. On deck: stuffed carnival squash.

Had a team photo shoot last night at Porky's. I was hesitant to go. After all, I'm not actually skating this season. But someone told me to go so I went. I'm really glad I did. I miss those chicks. I'm going to practice tonight to prepare for my line calling debut. I don't know 99% of the new recruits and there are a ton of them.

Of course this means that I have to figure out how to tape the new episode of House (and Fringe because it's neat). This means I get to tear apart the TV stand. The more I think about it the less inclined I am to do it. Really? Me planning my life around a TV show? Who am I? Maybe I'll just wait until the rerun is on Hulu.

Speaking of Hulu, I've decided to watch that Firefly show and see what the heck the big deal is. I've never really gotten past ST:TNG in the sci fi world. Let's be honest -- for the most part sci fi TV shows are giant steaming piles of crap. And have you ever seriously watched any of those made-for-TV-movies on the Sci Fi Channel? I came across one sometime last year while flipping channels where the premise was - I shit you not - ZOMG THERE'S A VOLCANO UNDER NEW YORK CITY!!!11! I got about ten minutes in before my brain started to melt and I had to watch something more stimulating, like the Home Shopping Network. There's willful suspension of disbelief and then there's regression to the IQ of amoebae.

Argh, being pregnant makes me watch TV. That makes me sad.