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I have compiled the following 8-question-quiz, which viewers of the new Battlestar Galactica series may use to ascertain the comprehension level of other viewers:

For each of the following events, state whether it would make it more or less likely that Lt. Geta is a cyclon?

1. Geta strangles a cylon to death.
2. Geta sleeps with a 6.
3. Geta sleeps with Starbuck.
4. The last model is revealed to be Starbuck.
5. The last model is revealed to be Adama.
6. The last model is revealed to be Baltar.
7. Geta sleeps with Baltar.
8. The last model is revealed to be Geta.

La Cave du Vin is one of the few real honest good things Cleveland has to offer, and if you’re ever in the neighborhood and capable of appreciating good beer and/or wine, you should stop by Coventry village and try it out.

The first time is always weird, because you have to look up where it is or be escorted there by somebody else, and you see the sign and walk in and go down the steps and…there is nothing there. You look around and there is a utility closet or something that seems to have a La Cave du Vin flyer on the door. Is this it? You cautiously open the door, and inside there is this otherspace. Christmas lights strung about light up the wine bottles and it seems like there’s not too many people there because the place doesn’t really heat up until around 11. There is some psychadelic electronica trance or indie rock playing in the background. You sit at the bar and a guy in tattoos or with an enormous beard or somebody comes up and asks you what you’d like.

… You have no idea. I mean, what the hell is this place. Well, what’s on tap anyway? They run through it and you ask for something, or aren’t sure, and they’re like, well, what kind of thing do you like. I like guiness I guess. Okay, try this. And you do. And it’s good. Because this place is SO pretentious that rather than scorn they have PRIDE; and they will find something for you. List of adjectives? We’ll see what we’ve got. Oh you like that? Want to buy the last bottle I’ve got? You won’t find this anywhere else in the midwest. Only here, because I like it and happen to have imported a few bottles.

I’ve been reading Girl Genius for, I dunno, over a year now, and I still get unnaturally excited every time a new page is released.  I read them like four times, sometimes out loud (which is less abnormal that it might sound actually, I talk to myself / recite scenes from head out loud all the time) particularly when there is a lot of jager dialogue; and also I’m getting the trades and occasionally page back through them.

Normally my obsessions with my new hobbies / media fetishes are played out nova style in a sudden orgasmic explosion of low-productivity, like marathoning some anime or some such, but since GG comes out in such tiny bitesize delicious morsels of comic yum yum salty…spicy…*SLOBBEREXPLODE*

Uh, so the point is I’m distributing a lot of obsessive behavior over a release cycle that is constant enough to keep me attached (compare monthly comic books), but slow enough that I don’t burn out; instead it is going to slowly gnaw away my sanity until the day I come storming out of my apartment mostly naked with a ray gun constructed out of plastic cups and computer cable, and declare in a vaguely Slavic accent my intense love for SCIENCE.  Then the ray gun will explode.

And I think my friends are going to lynch me now, but I didn’t get what all the fuss was about.  Maybe I was expecting too much due to hype, or maybe it’s because the copy I was watching had sub-par audio, but it’s a comedy; that shouldn’t matter yeah?

I just…didn’t think it was that funny.  There were a few good one-liners, but I was somehow anticipating more, I dunno, volume.

It did have an interesting style to it, but there wasn’t enough movie underneath that for me I guess.

Now one useful thing I can say is: those old incomprehensible British guys?  That is *sort of* what old people from where I grew up sound like, except in a different way (since I didn’t grow up in England).