I wasn’t going to call you anyway

I’ve been moving to a new apartment all weekend. Since last Sunday actually. We went over to clean the apartment several times before we started moving. So we’d been back-and-forthing it for days before we packed one box. We actually started moving things on Thursday (Friday?). I have lost all track of time. It’s all one continuous move. We’re still not done. Ugh.

The result of the move is that I missed all the season finales I’d been anticipating. (Don’t tell me what happens; I taped them!) I watched part of CSI‘s Tarantino-directed finale. I was wondering as it started if we’d know that Tarantino had written the story. “How far along will the show be,” I wondered, “before they start talking about some obscure comic book trivia?” Five minutes, give or take, was my answer. By that time, Greg and the weird lab guy were playing the Dukes of Hazzard board game.

Part of the moving experience was packing up all the CDs and tapes I have left at my parents’ house over the years–I’ve never moved them all to my apartments. I was going through them last night as I packed and had the thought that it would be an interesting project to write short reviews of every CD I own. I was composing such reviews as I packed.

R.E.M.’s “Losing my Religion” single — a rubbish song and the real turning point for R.E.M. Downward turning point that is. Everything after Green would out-do its predecessor in suckiness. But the single had one glimpse of brilliance: a duet with Kate Pierson of the B-52s whose title I cannot remember. It was all downhill from there.

I finished Hollywood Interrupted over the weekend and was not too thrilled. It gradually fizzled out. The no-holds-barred celebrity take-down that began the book became a holds-barred, names-withheld, one-sided shouting match near the end. I have more thoughts on it and should start working on a review for Popshot soon.

Finally, I signed up with Amazon to be alerted when WKRP in Cincinatti is released on DVD. Amazon promises that they will tell the studio how many people have signed up. Sort of like an online petition to campaign for the release of WKRP. Some people petition to save the whales; I do this. You can thank me for Curb Your Enthusiasm.