Jan 242011
 
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I couldn’t sleep last night so I stayed up until about 3am playing Bloons and watching my backlog of Glee.

Glee is a total guilty pleasure show. So much lame and so much cheese, but it’s a show that can genuinely make me happy for a little while. That’s a fairly unique quality for me in my entertainment. I trend greatly toward music, tv, movies, books, whatever makes me think. There are few things in life that I like more than sinking my teeth into something meaty, something I can really chew on for a while. And the darker it is, the more I like it. By my nature I gravitate toward black and am repelled by that which is pleasant and colourful.

But you know sometimes all I want is to watch perky teenagers and their adolescent drama laid bare in an implausibly well-funded theatrical routine.

There are a lot of haters of the show out there. No not haters – loathers. People driven to the brink of frothing madness, so strong is their hatred. That doesn’t bother me (I’ve long since outgrown caring if people like what I like), but it does perplex me. There’s obviously something about it that for some strikes a nerve with all the subtlety of a wrecking ball. Fascinating that a show which seems so patently inoffensive – at least on the surface (which is about as far as I’m willing to take any thoughts about Glee) – would so easily and effectively incense people.

Today was Amy’s birthday. She apparently got to spend it board surfing with sea turtles off the coast of Maui. If there’s a better way to spend a birthday, I’m hard pressed to think of it.

The Bowie 5-pack releases for Rock Band DLC tomorrow. I will be getting up at around 6am in order to play them before Mike goes to work. There isn’t much that will get me willingly out of bed before the sun, but god dammit David Bowie is one of them.

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