Screw it, I’m liveblogging (no, not really) for the first time.
Mar 26th, 2007 by Ali
Showtime commercial.
Weeds!
Ira Glass. Excitement.
It is… beautiful.
Stupid slow internet connection. I am watching the show very slowly, and in bursts.
Ira Glass. And peeing. Yes. I’ve heard this story before, but to see it visually… it’s even more amazing. (I kind of want to see the Puppy Channel story now… just because it has puppies… and tv.)
Title card… Ira Glass… or….gasm…. then Amanda is telling me a story.
Ira at a DESK. IRA IS A PERSON!
Act I
*pause* Wait… I think I remember what was in the first show while they were planning it. Is it the bull story? OMG, do they have footage of the bull going crazy? I’ll have to wait and see.*unpause*
Yay, it’s Chance the bull! (Chance scares the world out of me.)
(Thought: I have always wanted to be on the radio show. *…* Now I want to be on the TV show.)
(The first TAL show I ever listened to was the one about death.)
Dead bull scares me. The skin of one also scares me. I hope I am loved enough to be skinned when I am gone. I have never seen the skin of something like a dead bull before. (A very dear loved one would keep my skin in their home.)
Would you clone me? (Animal hospital! Yes!) Baby bulls are not as cute as I thought. (First words: milky old man lamb.)
Yes, I want my pet bull to be a business associate.
(I’m not feeling so great from that rice.)
Showtime flashes their number on the screen. That messes up the sentiment of the scene- these people were so in love with Second Chance as they were with Chance.
Note to the wise: like Second Chance, my clone would beat you up. Very hard to accept, this story is so sad.
My internet connection is making this heart wretching for me. I wish I were just listening to this on the radio while driving. Or watching it on an actual television.
Ok, glitch has happened while downloading. I’m going to have to catch this some other time, and while the wait will hurt me more than you know, it will be worth it to watch it on a better computer.
Since it’s almost 10 PM, I might as well start reading my HW. All I’ve done in the last 6 or so hours since school let out is work on my wedding dress, watch telly, try to watch “Million Dollar Hotel,” eat randomness, shower unnecessarily, do some laundy, and eat all the ice in the house. Lovely. GOODNIGHT.
And <3 TAL. NOW.