I did the pouring-out-my-heart thing yesterday, so I think today I get to babble mindlessly about TV shows instead.  I seem to have them much on my mind today, because I’ve gotten to watch some dazzlingly good TV in the last couple of days and that’s such a rare treat with all the utter crap out there.

First, last night I watched the first three hours of the Angels in America miniseries. I guess these plays are really well known among people just a little older than I am, but I’m just a little young to have been paying much attention to what was going on in the theater world back in the early 90s. And I’m somewhat up on my queer cinema history, but not so much theater. So somehow I missed this whole thing until just now. Maybe it’s too soon to be dazzled, since I haven’t seen the second half of the miniseries yet, but I just loved the first half. I’ll need to watch it again to really form coherent thoughts on it, but I am definitely full of love for it. (And glad I just got around to watching the Cocteau Beauty and the Beast, or I would have totally missed understanding a big chunk of that dream sequence.) I can’t wait to see the second half next week, and to find copies of the plays somewhere. I had decided that one of my reading goals for next year should be to read more plays (and maybe if I get really adventurous and the local theaters cooperate and show some non-crap, to see some in person), so this will be a good starting place. Unless I get the mass quantities of Tennessee Williams plays on my Christmas list, and then I suppose I will have to work on those first. But I’m definitely going to read these Angels in America plays soon.

And then in other couch-potato news that is making me happy, the Firefly DVD boxed set came out today. It was supposed to be a Christmas present from my mother, but she took pity on me and had it sent to me straightaway, so I have passed most of the evening in a happy Firefly marathon. I loved this show so very much. Why must Fox insist on killing off any good TV it happens to luck into producing, in favor of yet more exploitative crap? I’m also boggling a bit about tonight’s 24, but in deference to a certain person who reads this and refuses to watch 24 until each season is over and can be watched in a marathon weekend, I will boggle silently so as not to ruin any surprises for him. Or more accurately, I will boggle over at the forum instead of here. Also, I will resolve not to say “boggle” again for at least a week after badly overusing it in this paragraph.

So there we have it. Yesterday my ongoing familial trauma, today my pop culture ramblings. Perhaps tomorrow I will even strike a balance of some sort. Or perhaps I will hole up and finish watching those Firefly DVDs instead. We’ll see.