April 10th, 2006

taken out of context


The guest star explosion episode of How I Met Your Mother (the season finale) is on tonight at 8:30pm on CBS.

Edit: I should have realized it's too early for a season finale. Guest Star #1 was tonight, and will be returning. Guest Star #2 is season finale, which tv.com tells me is May 22.
taken out of context

How I Met Your Mother 1.18 "Nothing Good Happens After 2 AM"

That was an unfortunate guest appearance.

I'm not a big comedy person, and am not in love with Alyson Hannigan, so I haven't bothered watching How I Met Your Mother, but having watch it tonight, I've gotta say it's a solidly written show. Witty (select lines behind cut). Believable characters -- frustrating, but realistic.

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hermione by oatmilk

Today was sane and I was competent.

While I was helping her with stuff this morning, RA thanked me for coming in at 8:30 today, convenient and all.  I shrugged and said it was more like twenty minutes of and wasn't so much on purpose as just the way the trains run, commenting that when I get a place in the city I'll be here like 5 minutes of; cue sad face from her.

Looking for pens, I ended up cleaning up [read: organizing] the supply closet and later also did the cabinets under the fax machine and also my desk.  *wins*

A guy came in looking for Alyssa, said he was a friend of hers, wanted to e-mail her some files off a memory stick, but she had gone to lunch so I had to decide whether he was shady or not.  I tend to be fairly trusting and would have let him use my computer, but the conversation was enjoyable, and then he noticed my wall and said, "Is that a Serenity calendar?  Where'd you get that?"  So I explained it was fanmade and we talked about the movie, and the series, and the comics (which he didn't know existed) and yeah, good people.  Shared fannishness is love.

Delivery guy came by and asked, "Who services [first name last name of a professor]?"  ...

I kept up with all the stuff I needed to and even had time to do some fic reading/feedbacking.

I get a lot of junkmail on my fannish e-mail address, and recently the Sender names have been pretty awesome:

+ flack harrow
+ outer lines
+ housed tabla

And the winning Subject line (from "Vonda Blevins"): cheers to your healthy life
warmth in the cold

[Holy Monday]

The Sound of Silence
-Paul Simon (of Simon & Garfunkel)

Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never shared
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence.

"Fools" said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you."
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the sign said, "The words of the prophets
are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls."
And whispered in the sounds of silence.

Of course, the opening line grabbed me for Holy Week.  The whole "no one dared disturb the sound of silence" verse resonated as well, however -- ideas of Jesus' ministry and also reaching back to the "walked alone" thinking about Jesus in the Garden of Gethsemane.  The apocalyptic prophetic bit not so much, but the issues of silence . . . . and obviously, again, the darkness -- which I feel permeates the whole song -- really resonates for the week.