Oh lordy.

Well, hell. Just when I thought I couldn't possibly have anything else to laugh at, my mother remembers that thing she's been trying to tell me for the last several days.
"Did you see that thing in the paper?"
I should point out that I'm beyond tired at this point, so I'm lucky I haven't fallen to the floor and passed out. Really lucky, since I think the puppy decorated the carpet a lovely shade of yellow. "Nyrh?"
"Oh, you know, that thing. Um, Alyssa Milano shooting some show here?"
I swivel my head so fast I swear I heard something crack. "Wha?"
Oblivious to the pain she'd inadvertantly helped to cause, my mother looks around half heartedly for the paper. She's on a roll now. "Yeah, apparently it was supposed to be shot in Savannah, but they moved it here because it was cheaper or something. Where did I put that... Anyway, it was in the Business section the other day."
I'll spare you the half an hour spent looking for this thing, because she couldn't remember the name of the show [Fall Into Darkness was her guess. It's not. It's "All Fall Down"] or anything about it.

Dude, it's yet another lawyer show.
A lawyer, Annie (Alyssa Milano of Charmed ), and her infant son move from Boston to her hometown of Savannah, GA, where she must deal with her eccentric family while adjusting to her new job at her father's law firm. All Fall Down is created and executive produced by Rina Mimoun (of Everwood and Gilmore Girls ) and is produced for television by Warner Bros. Television.

Only it's not being set or filmed in Savannah anymore. It's here. Lurking about in my un-Holy city, and all I can think is, "Oh Christ, if it's picked up, please don't let Lyssie do a Southern accent. Please? Please?"
Because I will be obligated to watch. Much like I read those tea-mysteries simply because they're set in some alternate reality version of Charleston, I will be forced to watch this show just to see how exactly they interpret this community for the rich and exceptionally old.
The big kick to the kneecaps is that if it's picked up and doesn't city-hop again, that will mean ten months of filming. Add to it that Lifetime show being filmed on the old Navy Base and I think you've discovered the last sign of the Apocalypse. Nothing films here aside from the odd movie here and there. So two shows filming at the same time? A little odd.

Now, if the video for I Don't Love You would finish loading, I could geek out all across the board. You see, I'm reading the new Joanne Fluke book, there's Key Lime pie in the kitchen, and no one around to stop me from having a second piece. Oh yes.

And it loaded and I'm confused. I ... don't know whether I like it. I don't hate it, but I'm tired of only growing to like a video. I want one that comes right out, slaps me around and tells me to love it and I have no choice to but to comply. I don't hate it though, so there's that.
Also, I imagine it's infinitely better when one sees it without their computer trying to skip it all around. :p

Hee. I was glancing at the paper I dragged upstairs to share the ranting on the Alyssa-show and noticed this: EEOC sues Walgreen over alleged racial bias.
Not that it's at all amusing. Unless you're twisted and weird. Which I guess I am.

Now, if I could clean off some of this junk, I might have something else to share a little later.

Stica!

Yesterday.
( Return of the mini army, sort of )

Stica! She needs a name. If I weren't named so myself, I would totally name her Marian just to snicker at the gag... But that would just be weird, so I won't. With all the floof going on with her dress, she's pretty much able to sit on the FF chair without any assistance at all. Everyone else has to slouch and hold on for dear life. She sits there and cries at the thought of cleaning my room. For which I don't blame her.

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And now I'm gonna go hunt down a towel, showe, and pass out. Really, really tired.