I’m not sure how I should describe this weekend. It felt like a lot happened, but when I look back at it, not much really had.

Our baby girl didn’t feel much like sleeping a couple nights. I sat up with her watching tv, trying to rock her to sleep. Of course, being the slightly inept father that I am, I was trying to sooth her to sleep to sounds of Galactic Civil War.

Seems that all the “drama” channels felt fit to run marathons of the longest movies they could find. Either to ensure they didn’t have to work this weekend, or to steal ratings from the LDS General Conference, I’m not sure which.

Either way, it meant that at any time over the weekend we could watch a Star Wars Movie, a Lord of the Rings movie, Charlie and the Chocolate Factory (new and old), or a rerun of Battlestar Galactica.

Baby and I had a nice discussion concerning Christopher Lee getting his trash kicked by a CGI character on one channel while simultaneously getting his crib wrecked by a load of CGI characters on another channel. Poor Christopher Lee.

Battlestar Galactica premiered Friday . . . yeah, still don’t know what to say about it. I won’t ruin it for anyone who hasn’t watched it yet (but you should be ashamed if you haven’t). I will however say that the first five minutes were incredible, and the last 55 were business as usual.

The space battle that was about to start at the end of season 3 was raging at the beginning of this episode and was an amazing sight to watch. You almost get the feeling they changed some areas in their special effects department, since many of the ships look darker and more textured (like they are getting ready for a move to HD). However, the writers definitely wanted to let you know that this was not the final episode, merely the first episode in the final season (hence my “business as usual” comment).

On a completely unrelated note, yesterday was the first time my son has come into my computer room downstairs since I cleaned and decorated it. I can’t quite describe the sense of pride I get when he looks at my display case and sees Optimus Prime; “Daddy! Robot . . . car !! Cool!”


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  • ilikemytie

    Poor, poor Christopher Lee. . . after seeing Wicker Man when I was a youngester, I not only wanted to move to a remote island in Scotland, but I wanted him to adopt me for his own. . . unless he goes vampiric on me!!!

    Unfortunately, I have had to have a small portion removed from my brain with a grapefruit spoon when I witnessed him in the Tim Burton throw -up that he dared to market as Wonka’s Chocolate Factory. I guess he wanted that gold plated toilet just “that” much.

    (Hence why another Shakespearan trained actor, Jeremy Irons appears in the drek of the industry.)

    Maybe they are doing some sort of penance to a Cinema God. . .