The trip to the Philippines so far has been about lounging at the Shang, taking care of Gabby, stealing time+space for cigarettes, and getting ready for my sister Gay's wedding. And killing my brain with iPod+TV.
Be warned, here there be spoiler alerts.
1. Who guest stars in "Veronica Mars" Season 3? A bunch of familiar faces. Ed Begeley, the guy who plays Maxwell Sheffield on "The Nanny". But the only comparable cameo to Joss Whedon in Season 2 was Laura San Giacomo, picking it up with Enrico Colantoni where "Just Shoot Me" left off. Oh, and the word "frack" makes an appearance in episodes 2 and 3.
2. Where does BSG leave us mid-season? "Unfinished Business" was excellently scripted and shot, but the morning after? Lee and Kara frack it up again. No big surprise there.
3. I've discovered that the Cartoon Network in Manila is way cooler than the kiddified, sanitized version we get in Singapore. Adult Swim rules! So far, I've caught Aqua Team Hunger Force and Sealab 2021. Hee-larious.
4. Bones! Brennan's finally re-united with her family, only to be left behind again. And her father is one scary SOB. But he loves her. So that works.
5. As for Voyager: Seven of Nine finally makes an appearance! But, more importantly, Season 3's cliffhanger with Species 8472 is concluded and Kes finally kicks ass! But why lose Kes, I wonder? If they wanted to bump off a cast member to accommodate the Borg chick, why not get rid of Neelix? He annoys people--and who wants to be reminded that Kes actually had sex with that guy? Shudder.
Related to my sudden acquisition of Voyager seasons 1 through 7 is a little trip to Greenhills. After scouring what used to be the marketplace for pirated DVDs for a couple of hours, Jr and I (with Gabby in tow) gave up, dejected. Well, I was dejected. Due to recent raids on the swashbuckling Freedom of Information Fighters, nobody would help me find them. Irony of ironies, 15 seconds after we started waiting for our ride to pick us up, a shady character sidled up to Jr and asked him if he was interested in porn. I asked him if he had Star Trek Voyager instead. We were led away from the clean, well-lighted place to sordid alleys colored in urine and littered with construction-site rubble. We were led through narrow paths past unmarked doorways, into a room with a whole passel of dubious characters, purveying gems like 6 Feet Under, Queer as Folk, Deep Space Nine and so on. For better or worse, we only had enough cash for Voyager. The others will just have to wait.
I realize my brain is dribbling out of my ears
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