Update: ('cuz I'm...er, well, an odd person in need of sleep but unwilling to climb into bed and go visit slumberland) What I said about singing a couple hours ago? So not true anymore. I can talk, but barely, and in a hoarse voice that sounds more like it comes from a frog than a human. Ehh. I'm not a loquacious person--ask anyone who knows me--but it never ceases to astonish me how much I do talk when I suddenly can't, or at least not comfortably.
Okay, so, I went downstairs and watched tonight's Bones and yesterday's House with my mom and sisters (as though I hadn't watched enough TV today, heh), and then when House ended, the DVR thing (I think our one is actually a PVR now, but whatever--our old one was a DVR, so that's the word I associate with the concept) stopped and went back to regular TV. Well, the channel that was on was ABC Family, and this show, Greek, was on. I've never seen it before, just previews for it (they looked stupid, personally; plus it's on ABC Family--not exactly high quality programming, no offense). Well, anyway, what I watched of it made me glad I'd never seen it before. I mean, I guess it's no worse than Bones or House, really (especially lately--why do TV show writers have to add comments on sex so often in shows? Seriously. I don't get it. One reason I love Psych--besides being brilliantly funny and random--is that, really, besides the occasional swear word, the episodes are generally--not always, but generally--pretty clean. They don't make witty or biting or candid comments about sex ten times in each episode, like Bones has been doing recently, and like House pretty much does every week (although this week's was pretty clean in that respect). Of course, if they offend me so much, I should just stop watching them, right? But I won't, because, that aside, I still love the shows, and they're funny, and I love the repartee between Bones and Booth. And it's nice that Booth actually believes in God, and has the occasional lines defending Him. *gasp* That's a rare thing nowadays in TV and movies.)
Err...where was I? *blushes* Sorry about the rambling. Did I mention it's tired and I'm late? (I mean, I'm tired and it's late?
) I do that when I'm tired. I get loopy and babble. At least I do when I have a voice.
Back to Greek. Right. Anyway, I just found it ironic that on a channel theoretically devoted to family they have these shows that have so much stuff in them that are so family unfriendly. Or at least in my opinion. I'm a rather sheltered person, and prefer it that way (there's something to be said for innocence...and once destroyed, it's not easily--if at all--restored. Forgiven, certainly, but forgiven doesn't mean forgotten...and there are many things I've witnessed, inadvertently or not, that I've wished I hadn't), so in some people's eyes, I'm probably overreacting, especially in today's culture.
*sigh*
Today's culture...oy. Sometimes I wonder what the Lord thinks when He sees America (and the rest of the world, too, but being a selfish American I'm focusing mostly on my homeland) and what it's like today. I know the past can be glorified undeservedly--sin has been around since very shortly after the beginning of the world, so no era or place has been exempt from it--and I'm even guilty of glorifying the past myself, somewhat. I'm a quasi history buff. I love the nineteenth century, from the Regency Era, to antebellum, through the Civil War, the Gilded Age, and the end of the Victorian Era. If I could go back in time, that's the century I would choose. I know it wasn't all sunshine and roses, of course--they didn't have air conditioning (eek!), they didn't have indoor plumbing (at least to the comfort and extent that I'm accustomed to), they didn't have the modern conveniences that I love and would have a hard time to live without. But they had, in many ways, simpler lives (and in many ways, harder and more complex lives). Some things were just more clear-cut.
*interrupts herself*
Okay, now I really am rambling. How the stinkies did I get to waxing poetic on the nineteenth century???
(I really, really, really need to go to bed...)
Before I can start off on some other wild train of thought--
Goodnight. Sleep tight. Bugs bite*.
*Well, some of them do, anyway.
Okay, so, I went downstairs and watched tonight's Bones and yesterday's House with my mom and sisters (as though I hadn't watched enough TV today, heh), and then when House ended, the DVR thing (I think our one is actually a PVR now, but whatever--our old one was a DVR, so that's the word I associate with the concept) stopped and went back to regular TV. Well, the channel that was on was ABC Family, and this show, Greek, was on. I've never seen it before, just previews for it (they looked stupid, personally; plus it's on ABC Family--not exactly high quality programming, no offense). Well, anyway, what I watched of it made me glad I'd never seen it before. I mean, I guess it's no worse than Bones or House, really (especially lately--why do TV show writers have to add comments on sex so often in shows? Seriously. I don't get it. One reason I love Psych--besides being brilliantly funny and random--is that, really, besides the occasional swear word, the episodes are generally--not always, but generally--pretty clean. They don't make witty or biting or candid comments about sex ten times in each episode, like Bones has been doing recently, and like House pretty much does every week (although this week's was pretty clean in that respect). Of course, if they offend me so much, I should just stop watching them, right? But I won't, because, that aside, I still love the shows, and they're funny, and I love the repartee between Bones and Booth. And it's nice that Booth actually believes in God, and has the occasional lines defending Him. *gasp* That's a rare thing nowadays in TV and movies.)
Err...where was I? *blushes* Sorry about the rambling. Did I mention it's tired and I'm late? (I mean, I'm tired and it's late?
) I do that when I'm tired. I get loopy and babble. At least I do when I have a voice.Back to Greek. Right. Anyway, I just found it ironic that on a channel theoretically devoted to family they have these shows that have so much stuff in them that are so family unfriendly. Or at least in my opinion. I'm a rather sheltered person, and prefer it that way (there's something to be said for innocence...and once destroyed, it's not easily--if at all--restored. Forgiven, certainly, but forgiven doesn't mean forgotten...and there are many things I've witnessed, inadvertently or not, that I've wished I hadn't), so in some people's eyes, I'm probably overreacting, especially in today's culture.
*sigh*
Today's culture...oy. Sometimes I wonder what the Lord thinks when He sees America (and the rest of the world, too, but being a selfish American I'm focusing mostly on my homeland) and what it's like today. I know the past can be glorified undeservedly--sin has been around since very shortly after the beginning of the world, so no era or place has been exempt from it--and I'm even guilty of glorifying the past myself, somewhat. I'm a quasi history buff. I love the nineteenth century, from the Regency Era, to antebellum, through the Civil War, the Gilded Age, and the end of the Victorian Era. If I could go back in time, that's the century I would choose. I know it wasn't all sunshine and roses, of course--they didn't have air conditioning (eek!), they didn't have indoor plumbing (at least to the comfort and extent that I'm accustomed to), they didn't have the modern conveniences that I love and would have a hard time to live without. But they had, in many ways, simpler lives (and in many ways, harder and more complex lives). Some things were just more clear-cut.
*interrupts herself*
Okay, now I really am rambling. How the stinkies did I get to waxing poetic on the nineteenth century???
(I really, really, really need to go to bed...)
Before I can start off on some other wild train of thought--
Goodnight. Sleep tight. Bugs bite*.
*Well, some of them do, anyway.
