As I was packing up the DVDs before the move, I noticed that I still had Jeremy’s Angel Season 2, Disc 2, which somehow had made its way inside the case of Dr. Katz. Jer had bought the first two seasons shortly after we became roommates and I started wading through them (their episodic nature made them less appealing to watch in concentrated doses). I made it to disc 2 of the second season before I wound up not having much time to continue watching.
While I was sorting through the DVD collection, deciding what should stay and what should go, I found the disc and couldn’t remember if I’d watched all the episodes on it. The last episode on disc 2 featured Angel and Gunn going undercover, infiltrating a group of demons planning a museum heist. It’s a fun little episode with some cheerful performances from all the cast memebers, including a spectacularly demonic Tony Todd. Turns out I had watched it but didn’t remember that until mid-way through when Gunn shows up posing as his cousin, the getaway driver for the gang.
One of these days I’ll get that disc back to Jeremy, and I’ll maybe borrow the rest of Season 2 for, you know, a year and a half. Then again, I think Jeremy’s wife-to-be still has a few discs of mine on loan for the past 3 years, heh.
The text companion to the 5-volume Brain in a Box cd set (book also included in box), Brain in a Book features a dizzying array of classic SF and Sci-Fi imagery (see “learned #44″ for the distinction) and a varied assortment of essays from prominent SF enthusiasts like Forrest J. Ackerman, music aficionados like Dr. Demento (who no doubt had a hand in compiling this collection, and SF creators/performers like Lost In Space’s Bill Mumy and queen of the B-girls Julie Strain and Blade/Batman Begins writer David Goyer.
The on-topic (ie. focused on the music) essays are the most interesting, and the editor makes pains to ensure that all songs referenced in the book are highlighted so that you know you can listen to what they’re talking about. The diversion into sci-fi history is also interesting, but having read many a book on the history of SF, this is rather slight in comparison. The contributed essays, are puff pieces, some entertaining but I’d rather a full book written about SF music, or even more specifically the SF music in the collection.
If you’ve been following my “Brain in a Box” CD reappraisals, you will recall that I bought the set almost 10 years ago, so why, you might ask, is this “consumed all new”? Because, despite the plethora of pictures I never got around to reading it until now.
Like most boys my age, I grew up loving Star Wars like little else, probably more than any one piece of cinema should be loved. My dad had recorded a CBC broadcast of Star Wars onto an early VHS recorder, so I had access to the film at any time, and I would watch it, regularly. I can’t even say how many times I’ve seen it, but it’s so many times that there’s absolutely no way I could watch any other film at this point more times. It’s a part of my consciousness. I’m lucky to have a woman in my life who has admired it as much as I do. When we drove up to Thunder Bay last summer, we had JJ in the back seat with a portable dvd player watching the trilogy, and in the front seats we were trading quotes back and forth along with the movie.
While there’s not much love left for the franchise, George Lucas having destroyed his good will with me through over exposure and over-merchandising and under-directing of the prequels (and those “special editions” of the original trilogy are a particularly thorny issue) I still can’t help but be in utter awe of Star Wars, marveling at it’s tangible sets and prosthetics, it’s beautiful production design, and it’s timeless adventurousness. I can enjoy CGI, but nothing before or since has had the same feel as that one unique film. Best movie ever? Perhaps not, but will always remain an all-time favourite of mine.
The term “beatnik” was crafted in 1958, derived from the joining of “Sputnik” and Kerouac’s “Beat Generation”. The implication was that the Beat Generation were un-American, but as we know, the beatniks became a heavy part of Americana in the 60’s, man.
It’s been since I last lived on Ronces (3 moves ago) that I last made my awesome chicken Parmesan, and damn did I miss it. I may have eaten chicken parm once in the intervening two+ years, but I generally don’t because it doesn’t stack up to when I do it myself. I find most chicken parm made elsewhere too oily for my liking. The only oil I use is a patina on the bottom of my baking dish so that the chicken doesn’t bake onto it.
Now that I get home a half hour earlier than when I lived at NoYo, I have enough prep time to make this fabulous dish.
- preheat oven to 375
- mix crushed corn flakes with parmesean cheese (about a 60/40 mix) in a shallow bowl
- beat an egg white gently in a separate shallow bowl (maybe two depending on how many breasts you are making)
- I like to cut my breasts to half the thickness as opposed to beating them mercilessly into scallopini
- dredge the cutlets through egg, then through cf/parm mix and place in baking tray
- put tray in oven for 1/2 hour (or until thickest part of meat is cooked through to center
- meanwhile take a can of diced tomatoes, using only about half the liquid and add garlic and/or onions and or spices of your flavouring choice. let simmer through the meat’s baking time to reduce and thicken.
- add tomatoes on top of meat, add slices of mozzarella on top (monterey jack works nicely too)
serve with pasta or rice and a nice baguette or garlic bread too if you got it.