It may at last be time to face my arch-nemesis. No, not Wolf Blitzer. Galactica 1980.
I’m about to go totally meta here, and quote from that previous post about why you don’t want to try this at home:
Here are the original posts from that first little (mis)adventure, to help newer readers understand why they shouldn’t try this [watching Galactica 1980] at home. Not without first undertaking a rigorous training regimen. And possibly lobotomizing themselves with a number 2 pencil.
Remember people, I watch so you don’t have to. I am a trained media professional and this is the big time. You should not, I repeat, not, try this at home.
And if you do, I’m not responsible for the psychological carnage. Nor will I come to your home and scrape the fetid remnants of your anguished soul off of your rug.
1) galactica 1980 marathon, part I (caution: new series spoilers)
2) Cousin Oliver gets kicked to the curb; or, Galactica 1980 marathon, part 2
3) Mormons, or, Galactica 1980 marathon, part 3
6) And, if you got through all that, a bonus post, at no extra charge: The Big Score, and a minor Battlestar Galactica (new series) spoiler
The DVDs are standing by. If anyone wants to undertake this mission with me, drop me a line. Be warned that you aren’t getting your mitts on one of the lollipops and you’re going to need to know me fairly well to be allowed to babysit.
Just ONE lolli?? Pweeeeeze!
I thought you had your own? This is party is BYO. :-)
I definitely have stuff I can trade. ;)
I feel ripped off, I didn’t get the lollipops. Actually, I feel like ripping someone’s head off because I didn’t get the lollipops. This stuff just isn’t doing the job. On the other hand, it’s giving me something to complain about…