Flooded Lizard Kingdom

My writing about cultural products gets extremely boring if it's over a paragraph.

I discovered this while cleaning out my blog a couple of months ago. I was making sure all the posts were marked up properly, checking for spelling errors, etc. I also read over everything to make sure I really wanted to keep it.

True, I didn't delete the excruciatingly boring posts about these movies I saw or something I objected to where someone dissed comic books.

My only motivation for keeping them was this: someday, my grandchildren are going to request proof that I have ever been boring. "Surely not!" they will say, hanging on my every word as I regale them with partially fabricated tales of my youth during the emergence of the Internet and the end of dependable cheap oil. And I will point them to those posts.

All this is to explain why my following comments are short.

Comment 1: Elisa Camahort and media girl have both blogged recently about Fiona Apple's album Extraordinary Machine. They can actually describe music, so you should read what they have to say. I think the album is amazing, and I was never all that impressed with Ms. Apple.

Comment 2: What the fuck is going on with the new Dr. Who where The Girl did something spunky and action-oriented in the first episode, but since then has been completely useless? I'm depressed about it.