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Oh tivo, we were getting along so well…

Moments after I noted that OverLord II, our new Tivo, was getting to know us very well, it let me down completely by suggesting…Blitzer. *sigh*

On a related note, Marc Fisher’s column contained this line today, Thousands of inaugural ticket holders ended up trudging back to their hotels and settling for a plate of presidential pomp drenched in Blitzerian blather.” Blitzerian blather is a phrase I wish I’d thought of.

Birth announcement

Husband and I are proud to welcome the newest addition to our household: our new HD Tivo. Lacking creativity, I named it OverLord II. Being products of the 80s, we have that compulsion to append the phrase “electric boogaloo” every time we say OverLord 2, so I suspect we’ll be dropping the 2 soon enough seeing as that joke got old in, oh, say, 1984.

In other (non)news, Valet Mag has actually tracked down a rather attractive tuxedo for under $500. Last year I made someone I live with give all of his tuxes to charity but I haven’t gotten around to finding him a new one. He and his dad are the same size so I wanted to check in with him before we did any actual shopping or called on the tailor. (Yes, that was all. All, as in more than 2. No, I don’t understand it either).

Talladega Nights: The Legend of Ricky Bobby

Our cable was out last night and Overlord, our Tivo, failed to record Ogre.

Fortunately, the tense situation was resolved sometime just before midnight and a Torchwood crisis was narrowly averted. Later, Overlord recorded Talladega Nights: The Legend of Ricky Bobby.

Once again, I am in the weird-feeling position of stating, “I like another Will Ferrell movie.” (Actually, I loveStranger Than Fiction).

We remembered hearing people carry on about how bad this movie was. We must not have been listening to the right people, because we thinks it’s funny as hell. It’s worth it just for the scene where the family has the prolonged dinnertable argument about whether they should be saying grace to “Baby Jesus” or “Grown-up Jesus” (or possibly even “Grownup Jesus with a Beard.” Priceless. Or Sacha Baron Cohen’s appearance as the French Formula One driver. Fantastic.