Random Stuff for a Thursday
Sigh... waiting for the day when The Office returns to my Thursdays... But until then...

There's been a lot of talk about whether or not Harry will die in Book 7. Psychologists are already weighing in on how parents should grief counsel their children should the male wizard bite the bullet. English profs are arguing whether or not his death would follow the grand epic tradition or if it would be ludicrous. What do you think? Will he die? Or should we just read the damn book before arguing this? Speaking of which, this is my little plea to people to find a local bookstore -- a children's bookstore, or an independent of some kind -- and either pre-order the book from them or pick it up on Saturday. While the Amazon Saturday delivery is nice, and the deep discounts even nicer, this book is a chance for the small guy to actually make some cash, so try to give it to them. For Torontonians, I'm pretty sure Book City takes preorders; it's where I've gotten my past couple of books. (In fact, they do; I just picked up the phone and called them, and they'll take them right up to the 20th.) Support your local independent bookstore!

Sex and the City is definitely going to be a movie. Hmm... I LOVED this show, it made me laugh hysterically, and I constantly bounced from one to the next on who was my favourite, though usually it ended up as Charlotte. The thing is, we last left the girls in 2004, and I was pretty happy with how it ended. Do we really need a movie?

I loved this Popwatch column on EW, where you have to mention your geekiest pop culture moments. First of all, LOVED Life Goes On. When Chad Lowe's character was nearing the end of his AIDS battle, I would cry for days afterwards. And as for the calling each other on the phone, during the first two seasons of Amazing Race, my friend Sue and I would call each other on every commercial break, and sometimes continue the conversation into the actual show, doing simultaneous "Ooooohh!"s and "WHAT?!"s while we watched. And it was not a local call. I'm sure these don't rank up there as my geekiest moments (in fact, I know they don't) but I have to seriously think about what mine would be. What are yours?

Ah screw it, let me think: Um... I wrote a bunch of books about TV. That's GOT to rank right up there. When I was 10 I touched Donny Osmond's jacket and thought I'd never wash my hand again (I did). I went to see the Jacksons on their Victory Tour, but I was 11 and couldn't see a damn thing. My brother and I would set our alarm clocks for 1 a.m. and get up on Saturday mornings, all groggy and tired, to watch this music video show that was only on then. My parents, for some reason, let us. Years later, we'd set our alarms for 1 a.m. Sunday mornings and get up to watch WWF wrestling. Why the scheduling was like that on those shows is beyond me. Once playing weird charades with my cousins, my brother picked me up in a piledriver hold and I thought my grandmother was going to pass out in fear. I collected E.T. collector cards (the ones that came with that crappy pink flat stick of gum). I watched Dukes of Hazzard every Friday night and NEVER missed it. I was in love with Bo Duke. I tried to learn the Doogie Howser theme on piano, even though I kinda hated it. Fastforward.... I collect Buffy action figures. I touched Larry Mullen Jr.'s arm at a U2 concert and nearly passed out with glee. I almost beat up someone at a Morrissey concert when Morrissey threw his shirt into the audience and I grabbed the sleeve of it, and 8 other people had parts as well (I held on as long as I could, but lost it... years later my husband went back to see him again and he got the front panel of the shirt and brought it home as a prize; we still have it on the wall). I followed Radiohead for a week of shows, and on night 3 Thom Yorke caught on that we were following them and dedicated a song to us from the stage. I was on the subway once with my friend Jeremy and we were testing each other's Simpsons knowledge and he asked me to name the word Bart used in Scrabble, and I said, "Kwyjibo," and Jeremy just stared at me and said, "I bow to you." (Considering he's the single biggest Simpsons fan I know, this was a proud moment for me.) I attended the Toronto Film Festival for about 3 years in a row with my best friend Sue and we'd see 30 films in 8 days, and then blog about them extensively every night, even if we got home at 1 a.m. (at the end of the week, the blog would exceed 25,000 words... seriously). Since we didn't actually have a blog, we'd just email it to friends.

I have way more, but I'll stop there. Out-geek THAT! (Yeah... you probably don't want to...)

Nathan Fillion is apparently joining Desperate Housewives. Frak. Why can't he join the cast of a show I watch? Wah. But... good for him.

The White Stripes are currently touring Canada (EVERYWHERE in Canada, including Nunavut) and showing up in secret shows across the country. Go to YouTube and type in "white stripes secret" and you'll see them joining a busker on the street, playing on a bus in Winnipeg (20 fans were told they'd be escorted to a secret show, and then the bus had to "make a stop" and Jack and Meg got on), playing in a bowling alley, and playing a Youth Centre in Burnaby. They rock. The only reason I'm not going is I went to see Muse at this same point in my last pregnancy and found it uncomfortable, and only afterwards heard that the baby's hearing is already sensitive so it was probably quite frightening for her, and I don't want to do that again. They'll be back. Anyone who sees them in the next few shows, post to let me know just how awesome they were.

I don't know how I missed this, but a month late, here's a rundown of some of the cast of Battlestar Galactica at the preview party for season 4. It's worth it just to read Jamie Bamber's response to Olmos winning an ALMA award.

I probably have lots more to say, but I'm tired tonight... more soon! :)