November 3rd, 2007


I showed Rome Girl the Battlestar Galactica miniseries last night in hopes of getting her hooked on the show.

It didn't go over so well.

"If they want to make this about space, fucking make it about space," she said. "If they want it to be about the Iraq war, make it about the Iraq war. But if I want Iraq war commentary I don't need to fucking see hatches opening and closing and have to translate everything anyone says from 'Spaceland' to 'Earthtalk'. I don't want to work that hard."

"So," I responded. "You don't want to watch season one?"

"No," she said. "This sucks. You know what would be a good show? Them on earth fucking doing something, like dealing with Earthlings. I'd watch that. And what the fuck is Edward James Olmos doing with that lily white son? And of course they have to have the girl who smokes cigars and plays poker and ooooh she's a rebel and gets sent to the brig but she's the best they've got, and of course she dated the commander's dead son. This is one large fucking cliche. And there is no reason for it to be set in space. It's a fucking soap opera!"

"Sorry," I said. "I thought you'd like it."

"I just hope to God you didn't make me waste four hours of my time just because you like at looking Number 6."

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Pink Elephant

Rome Girl recently switched from Fortuna Blue cigarettes to Pink Elephant Vanilla cigs.

Normally, I don't give a shit what she smokes. But it is my job in the morning to go out and get us both cigs.

The tobacco shop that has my brand and is close to the apartment doesn't have them. So, first I go in there and buy a box of Gauloises Rouge.

Then I have to go a few blocks away to get her pack.

And, let me tell you, there are few things more emasculating than going into a tabac and asking for a package of bright pink vanilla smokes.

It's an act of love.

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We started to watch Californication last night and had a good time with it.

I was surprised because I tried to watch the show back in September and it depressed me because the main character acts and thinks exactly like I do.

Like he's almost doing a full on impression of me. And that made me feel weird and creepy.

Last night, however, I was able to watch it and laugh at myself.