The Dorked Life

My Work Life Consists of Copious Amounts of Solitaire

I'll admit it, dear readers. I've never been much of a solitaire player but for some reason this year, this mindless, frustrating, and mind numbing game has seemingly taken over my professional life. Now, before my readers (namely my mother) get up in my face for wasting time I promise you I'm not. I'm passing time. That's right, my skills as a front desk attendant have increased so exponentially that I have found myself this summer an hour into a shift with little else to do but twiddle my thumbs...hence the Solitaire.

I've never really liked video games or computer games. I can play them for a bit, but honestly I'm not a guy. I don't have a nothing box (ten dollars if someone can find that reference) to reside in while I waste hours and hours beating a game but I've realized that solitaire is not a game. Without intending to my solitaire obsession has suddenly become my goal of the summer. My co-worker got a high score of 655 decimating my high score of 458 so my new goal of the summer has been to beat that score. Here's hoping that the phones stay silent and my skills continue to leave me plenty of time to practice!!!

The Injury Clause

As my most devoted readers know last summer I had many adventures, and they each left their mark, especially my moped adventure. So this summer when I determined that I was heading back here I decided to hold myself to a no-injury clause. This meant that I would try and take extra precautions to ensure that I didn't mangle, dismember, or further disfigure myself. It's been three weeks and I've already broken it...slightly.

Do not panic readers it was not super serious. What happened was two of friends were moving into my hallway so we all banded together to move their stuff. I took it upon myself to hook their television up (because we still don't have one so I needed somewhere to watch bones) and preceded to bang my head against the sloping roof not once, but five times. I'm not going to lie the rest of the night is a little foggy. I do remember laughing way too much and far too loudly. I'm guessing it was about the nearest example I'll ever experience of drunk Maddy. Needless to say the next two nights I slept extremely well, but an Advil a day and I was just fine!

The Dorked Out Life

Well folks I know you read this to live vicariously through my (supposed) adventures while I live in Waterton, and thank you for that but as a proud dork I have a bit to say about my little obsessions. First, Smallville.

If you're reading this you know how much this show means to me. I have devoted nine years of my life to it and by the end I will have spent a glorious ten years worshipping at the altar of Smallville (no sac religion intended) so it would be foolish of me not to put out in the web-sphere my two cents about the season finale.

It was amazing and I'm not just saying that because I'm a die hard fan. Objectively it was extremely well done. The cliffhangers, character development, and even the shoots were extremely well done. For all my Smallville love I really haven't truly loved a season finale since the 4th season finale (when he built the Fortress of Solitude). This finale however was awesome. I loved the original creators and writers of the show Al Gough and Miles Millar but since they left in the seventh season the show has just got this brand new energy. The characters are more engaging, the plots thicker, and they are using way more comic book references, and characters. Plus they finally got rid of Lana and put Lois upfront and centre. Finally Superman has a character who actually questions and tests him!

Ok, I'll stop. I know I'll lose half my readers if I continue praising Smallville. Just know that in one year from know I'll be devoting an entire blog entry to Smallville so that I can achieve some sort of closure when it ends. And I'll probably break out all my seasons again. I love being a dork.

Bones on the other hand...

Bones is supposed to be the replacement Smallville. It's the show that is supposed to make the transition easier when Smallville does end next year. And I do love Bones, and as you know I met the creator Hart Hanson earlier this year. After I met him I had complete faith that he would finally deliver on his promise to get Booth and Brennan together. Complete faith. Even after the 100th episode when she told him that they couldn't be together I still believed. But after this craptastic season finale I've decided I may hate Hart Hanson.

Why you may ask? Because they didn't get together. Instead they each took of for opposite sides of the globe and the show is intending to pick up a year from now "with big changes" ie. keeping playing them apart or possibly bring the characters back with significant others. This is complete crap. The reason I was so forgiving of Hart Hanson was because as a writer I believed the character's story arcs. Brennan wasn't ready to be with Booth in the 100th episode and so her reaction was completely organic. But if she can admit that she loves Hodgins (as a friend) and recognizes that love because he gave her a codebook for poisonous spiders while she is in Indonesia then she can dang well recognize that she loves Booth!! I yelled at the television.

Hart Hanson I take back my giddy, girly, embarrassing reaction when I shook your hand.

Well that was a rant...

Well readers (I'm really pushing the addressing the readers bit today, perhaps it will make my readers feel more loved or perhaps even increase my readership [which by the way is an awesome word]), it's time for me to go make myself some dinner. I know I didn't focus too much on my Waterton exploits but not too much has happened and my slave driver has requested weekly blog postings in exchange for a hair cut when she visits in July so there will be plenty of time to update you. Plus I have to mentally prepare myself for the finale of Lost. Yes, I am also one of those dorks but only recently.

As always...

Check out the new She and Him album. It's like the mish mash of a 60's love child, and norah jones. Fantastic, and soothing. A weird little combination that is getting constant play on my ipod!