(exhausted? well... duh!)
Classes: Made it to my second week, keeping all my grades at a 100. Yes, people, I am very picky with my grades, especially in the starting weeks (those points will be needed when you are reaching the end). So far, LOVE the Flash course. The manual is refresing the little things I never understood well (hey, I took a Flash4 5-day training back in 2002, bear with me!). Who knows, maybe Foamy will have a competitor soon... LOL For the Dreamweaver course, the dice were rolled, and I will try to build Deedee's website in 4 weeks. If that turns out (I know it will, I have been postponing that project for long), I will get a domain so she has her own adress, to make things even better.
Deeva: Infection out, antibiotics ended today, and plans to come back home stand for tomorrow (today) at 2pm. YAY!!!!! Daddy is in the hospital in double duty, as he has been very supportive of me getting the assignments done. Yeah, we all know the classes are fun but they cost and I better take full advantage of them. Deedee will have her share of fame when I am done with both. After all, this is all for her. Anyway, fingers crossed that we all will finally be together soon. Being in the hospital for so long really sucks!
Everything else has been on hold. Family, friends, postings... I've been in working-production mode and I am really tired and need lots of catching Zs. We'll see how that turns out... Got assignments for everyday, and I dont foresee we will have nurses for the weekend. Well, at least Daddy takes care of business really well. He's been rising SMA awareness at the hospital among the nursing students telling them about it, what to do, and what a client expects. Fun stuff. They also liked our manual, they say we should publish it. Who knows... Maybe when we are extremely desperate?
Running out of fuel...
10-4
Saturday, February 28, 2009
Saturday, February 21, 2009
BETWEEN HOSPITAL & CLASSES
... ermmm... Can I sleep?
So... February has been an interesting mess so far. Never a moment to catch your breath! No way! Action!
Deeva: Got pneumonia and gave us quite a scare early in the week. We had to take her to the hospital on Tuesday, and so far she has been responding to the antibiotics. From dark green brownish icky mucus to crystal clear alien acid, baby improved a lot in just 4 days. Hopefully we'll be home by next Friday. Fingers crossed.
Classes: Well, since I couldnt take Flash in January, now i have to take Flash and Dreamweaver. Got the two hit combo, smashing 5 weeks that will definitively take a lot from me. But since I have so much masochism in me, I know that I will enjoy the high stress. Just for today I need to complete a storyboard, blueprint, two questions... all for one class... and a tutorial and questions for another class. And need to start a gif for tomorrow when I'm done with that, and a storyboard for the other class... All smashed into a nice long night that is just ahead of me. Gotta do that, so I can go take care of my hospital shift tomorrow in the afternoon. Wish me luck.
I was actually gona leave the classes, thinking I couldnt handle that and the hospitalization of baby... Slept on that decision and woke up with the right energy to say "Fuck it, I'm doing it". Reality is that baby will be in the hospital many times, and we need to accept that as our daily bread. We have to adjust things, being positive about it, believing she will respond and be better. There is no space for thinking negative, as those what if's do not improve any situation and actually simply drown us in sadness and depression. We cannot let ourselves drown. We have many things to do, many plans ahead of us, and we must believe that things happen because in a way they fascilitate other roads and makes us stronger.
We travel daily through the road less taken, discovering many paths that have not been walked before. Definitively not the easy road... But you know what? It is the most fullfilling.
So... Just taking a break between assignments to let the world know that yes, I'm alive... I'm still kicking... I've not given up... And the best is yet to come.
Now... Remember Legend of the Seeker...9pm, PIX (Ch11). Hey, it's the only interesting thing on TV right now, gotta milk it!
And kids: I'm not a caller. You wanna talk to me, you gotta call or drop an email. Moodiness keeping the people skills away, focusing on production line mode... Nothing personal. Ok?
10-4
So... February has been an interesting mess so far. Never a moment to catch your breath! No way! Action!
Deeva: Got pneumonia and gave us quite a scare early in the week. We had to take her to the hospital on Tuesday, and so far she has been responding to the antibiotics. From dark green brownish icky mucus to crystal clear alien acid, baby improved a lot in just 4 days. Hopefully we'll be home by next Friday. Fingers crossed.
Classes: Well, since I couldnt take Flash in January, now i have to take Flash and Dreamweaver. Got the two hit combo, smashing 5 weeks that will definitively take a lot from me. But since I have so much masochism in me, I know that I will enjoy the high stress. Just for today I need to complete a storyboard, blueprint, two questions... all for one class... and a tutorial and questions for another class. And need to start a gif for tomorrow when I'm done with that, and a storyboard for the other class... All smashed into a nice long night that is just ahead of me. Gotta do that, so I can go take care of my hospital shift tomorrow in the afternoon. Wish me luck.
I was actually gona leave the classes, thinking I couldnt handle that and the hospitalization of baby... Slept on that decision and woke up with the right energy to say "Fuck it, I'm doing it". Reality is that baby will be in the hospital many times, and we need to accept that as our daily bread. We have to adjust things, being positive about it, believing she will respond and be better. There is no space for thinking negative, as those what if's do not improve any situation and actually simply drown us in sadness and depression. We cannot let ourselves drown. We have many things to do, many plans ahead of us, and we must believe that things happen because in a way they fascilitate other roads and makes us stronger.
We travel daily through the road less taken, discovering many paths that have not been walked before. Definitively not the easy road... But you know what? It is the most fullfilling.
So... Just taking a break between assignments to let the world know that yes, I'm alive... I'm still kicking... I've not given up... And the best is yet to come.
Now... Remember Legend of the Seeker...9pm, PIX (Ch11). Hey, it's the only interesting thing on TV right now, gotta milk it!
And kids: I'm not a caller. You wanna talk to me, you gotta call or drop an email. Moodiness keeping the people skills away, focusing on production line mode... Nothing personal. Ok?
10-4
Monday, February 16, 2009
Plans...
of action, of inaction, of thought, of not...
Finally found a dentist on Saturday (AMEN!). Had a cavity digged under a silver plate, so that's what the problem was. It was a funny visit,well... seems the whole day was about "amateurs". The doctor is an "amatuer"painting artist, and has a fruit bowl painted in a canvas, in the client service room. I asked why the painting had no signature. Then he asked what I thought of it... I just thought it was something done by a daughter, so I said it's good for a beginner. Oh, dear... He smiled and said he had done it, but he didnt like the outcome so he didn't signed it. Umm... I kept thinking of that and it just tickles me. Gosh, at least I didnt say it was crap! He went on to say he used to have a mountains painting that became the topic of conversation with a client... who later on he married, and that it's been 10 years since then. That was a nice Valentine's story. Still, on my way back to the apartment, I kept giggling at my response of "Not bag for an amateur". Artists...
I arrived home, and after a while the girl who took Deedee's pics arrived. I was telling the tale of the dentist and the painting, and we were all merry (mostly my dear hubby and her were merry and baffled because I had a laughing spell). Funny thing is that the girl ended up joking that the pictures were "not bad for an amateur". God, it kinda make me burst even further in laughter... Sometimes truth is weirder and funnier than fiction. Especially when it comes out innocently, and somehow without notice. Oh, the laughing episode grew worst after she went away because... well... in Deedee's case... It is kinda true... I have taken baffling pictures of her spellbinding eyes (which somehow didn't came out in the pictures the girl took... Baby didn't smile and didn't cooperate with her at all).
That's the merry part of it all. The down part: I REALLY felt that drill in my tooth. It was awful. It's been 3 days and I still have the sore side. And I have another appointment for the tooth with temporary filling... Ugh!
A family gave the idea of considering moving to another state. We can't go down as services are absent there... We thought about Madison, isconsin. It had been our first choice when we were to transfer but we had to surrender to NJ due to lack of Medicaid. Perhaps now it would be more feasible... I know that's a very cold place, but quality of life and employment is more than 50% better than Newark. So we will try to see the options over there, and it it all points that way then we will go ahead and do it. We are also finding out of how things are in Secaucus and Jersey City as it seems there are more job offers over there that could mean opportunity for me in particular... So, still in hunting mode.
Courses begin in Thursday, this time will be 2: Dreamweaver and Flash, together. Hopefully won't be a hassle, after all I know the old ways with both. Crossing fingers on not going nuts with so many assignments!
And that is how things are in the land of Far Far Away.
10-4
Finally found a dentist on Saturday (AMEN!). Had a cavity digged under a silver plate, so that's what the problem was. It was a funny visit,well... seems the whole day was about "amateurs". The doctor is an "amatuer"painting artist, and has a fruit bowl painted in a canvas, in the client service room. I asked why the painting had no signature. Then he asked what I thought of it... I just thought it was something done by a daughter, so I said it's good for a beginner. Oh, dear... He smiled and said he had done it, but he didnt like the outcome so he didn't signed it. Umm... I kept thinking of that and it just tickles me. Gosh, at least I didnt say it was crap! He went on to say he used to have a mountains painting that became the topic of conversation with a client... who later on he married, and that it's been 10 years since then. That was a nice Valentine's story. Still, on my way back to the apartment, I kept giggling at my response of "Not bag for an amateur". Artists...
I arrived home, and after a while the girl who took Deedee's pics arrived. I was telling the tale of the dentist and the painting, and we were all merry (mostly my dear hubby and her were merry and baffled because I had a laughing spell). Funny thing is that the girl ended up joking that the pictures were "not bad for an amateur". God, it kinda make me burst even further in laughter... Sometimes truth is weirder and funnier than fiction. Especially when it comes out innocently, and somehow without notice. Oh, the laughing episode grew worst after she went away because... well... in Deedee's case... It is kinda true... I have taken baffling pictures of her spellbinding eyes (which somehow didn't came out in the pictures the girl took... Baby didn't smile and didn't cooperate with her at all).
That's the merry part of it all. The down part: I REALLY felt that drill in my tooth. It was awful. It's been 3 days and I still have the sore side. And I have another appointment for the tooth with temporary filling... Ugh!
A family gave the idea of considering moving to another state. We can't go down as services are absent there... We thought about Madison, isconsin. It had been our first choice when we were to transfer but we had to surrender to NJ due to lack of Medicaid. Perhaps now it would be more feasible... I know that's a very cold place, but quality of life and employment is more than 50% better than Newark. So we will try to see the options over there, and it it all points that way then we will go ahead and do it. We are also finding out of how things are in Secaucus and Jersey City as it seems there are more job offers over there that could mean opportunity for me in particular... So, still in hunting mode.
Courses begin in Thursday, this time will be 2: Dreamweaver and Flash, together. Hopefully won't be a hassle, after all I know the old ways with both. Crossing fingers on not going nuts with so many assignments!
And that is how things are in the land of Far Far Away.
10-4
Saturday, February 14, 2009
HAPPY VALENTINE's DAY!!!
Friendship day, lovers day... o algo...
Me, I have a terrible tooth pain that is driving me insane. Since things are not so easy in this lovely place, I got a date for March 20th... WTF? What am I suppossed to do in the meanwhile? Well... Gotta get some diabetic pills before I actually go to emergency and try solving the issue... I can't wait so long.
Just saw some kitty videos. THANK YOU GROUNDEL!!! I see my babies are big and gorgeous! Prrrrrr!!!
Happy happy joy joy!
Me, I have a terrible tooth pain that is driving me insane. Since things are not so easy in this lovely place, I got a date for March 20th... WTF? What am I suppossed to do in the meanwhile? Well... Gotta get some diabetic pills before I actually go to emergency and try solving the issue... I can't wait so long.
Just saw some kitty videos. THANK YOU GROUNDEL!!! I see my babies are big and gorgeous! Prrrrrr!!!
Happy happy joy joy!
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Dissapointed...
One more time? Yup... Actually several times...
As usual, maybe our expectations go beyond the capabilities of the popele around us, or around our little one. Today it was a vendor-show-fitting to select a stupid wheelchair. We took the time to do the proper research, as usual, and had our preferred choice based on Deeva's necessities... The vendor's first attitude was frowning followed by a comment of how we went straight for the best. What? Our baby doesn't deserve the best? What's up with this guy? We'll see about the outcome. The chair is not what we expect, and only do tilting/reclining. The padding should allow her to be straight at least fro an hour. Besides the chair we had the stander info, but that won't be touched until we have an actual hip x-ray that tells them Deeva can use it. Contrary to the doc who just said "have them call me". Whatever...
What bothers? Attitude, attitude, attitude. The people explaining things as if we didn't understand, as if we didn't know implications, and worst: not taking into account Deeva's needs and growth for the next 8 months. Insistence on ordering without taking into account the next 8 months can lead to trouble, as the chair will actually arrive within 7 months... (Next Christmas?)... We will see how useful can that be for her by then... Another thing is the stander thing that is not taken too seriously and other SMA kids have as important part of their thrapy. That and aqwua therapy. They have started as early as 9-10 months. Deeva is 1.5 yrs old, and I dont see why the insistence on putting boundaries that we know she don't have. We have a staff filled with "low impact" people that is NOT cutting edge, dont really think outside the box, and honestly are not doing their job properly or as I expect. And of all people, I can expect because I witness services where i used to work, Vocational Rehabilitation Admin... So I know what is out there, what can be done. And it is the main factor that is so frustrating. If I were an imbecile or ignorant I would be dazzled by everything because everything would seem so magical and right. But I'm not, because of my witnessing things, because of my research on what to do to make Deeva reach her full potential... because we are not average, I am not average... Ugh! And getting comments that leads you to get the point of "why bother? they dont have the money, and is not like the kid can do much" is beyond enraging.
That's about the wheelchair fitting... Now about the nursing company. We are wondering which other company is out there can actully do the job... If that is actually a human target. I mean, we have a stupid manual of care for our baby, we explain everything in a heartbeat, her care is more about being consistent, follow a routine and be aware. No hocus-pocus, no hidden surprises... Well, now we have a star nurse that wont knock and wont call when she arrives because I guess she fears she would break the force field around our house or that it will desintegrate her. Its a big WTF. She comes, ists closed (duh) so she goes. WTF!!! Last week she was annoyed because we sent her home as she was coughing all morning and she seemed sick (gee, excuse us for looking towards Deeva's health). Besides her, no other nurse for no other shift appeared, even if they were scheduled for Friday, Sat and Sun... So, what's up with service? What's up with everything? We asked for our old reliable nurse, and they just did what they wanted (putting her into a case for the night shift) as the opportunity for that came when Deeva fell in the hospital... So they took our nurse to put her in another case... Lovely... I guess they pay more. Its the only reasonable explanation I can think of. They tell us she doesnt want our case anymore. Funny, because I talked to her last week and she sounded quite the opposite when I asked her why she had not come back, that we missed her. The company sucks. That's all i can say about it. They lie to their teeth. And we are getting to the fed-up part. So the drama of the nurses from hell continues... We asked for something, they seemed to hear, and today in the night we have a "meet and greet"with a nurse that, ok at least she showed up, but she is the same as the others that didnt work out... And we wonder, is this it? Its horrible. Its unnerving. Its stressing.
Wheelchair done, nurses done... Getting to the services in matters of therapy. Everything sucks about it. We get the "we will show so you do"and what we think it should be is consistent 3 times a week of coming and doing the actual therapy. We do our part, but somehow we are not impress with the services as it were things we have been done ever since we got all the info and the what to do back a year ago. The only one that contributes something is the communications specialist and we suspect it is because since she works in cerebral parlsey she is exposed to more things related to Deeva's condition... Everyone else is a supporting cast that is good only for keeping us a bit sane with social face to face interaction, that is all. But who knows... Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe they DO something, it is just that I'm so used to things (one of my friends is a top physical rehab therapist and she couched me since this started..., maybe that's why I dont see the razzle-dazzle about them.
Maybe it's me, maybe it's us... I keep thinking it must be us, it cannot be that everything is so lame. It cannot be that we actually do a better job at everything we do. We dont have a certificate for the skills as PT, RT, OT, speech, communications, or as doctors... But we DO have beyond the skill and knowledge of these so called professionals, and somehow instead of boosting our confidence it actually depresses us. Yipeee, we know and can do everything... So... How can others help if they suck at everything they are suppossed to be specialized into?
Tonight, after the morning arguing with the nurse agency, after the afternoon at the stupid fitting, after the dumb meet and greet, after having to take a long nap as I was completely out and drained... I woke up, it's 1am, and I just wrote all this... How I feel? Honestly I feel defeated. I feel depressed. I feel sad. I feel we are wasting out time, our lives. Deeva dont have the quality of service we expect, and seems that no matter what we do if we dont do things ourselves it all just sucks. We dont really have a professional supporting staff that is actually interested in going the extra mile and actually tailoring things for Deeva's skill improvement. There are no friends or family to rely on, at least to give us a bit of energy or just to listen to us. No friendly faces at any given moment of the day. It's just us: mommy, daddy, baby. Oh, and kitty. And it is alright, we accept our fate... But when you see goals and purpose bent towards the will of a flaw system and stupid people serving in the system, you start to wonder what is best.
How can we move on to a level where we can actually make our own decisions if we dont get a job? And gosh, NO ONE would hire us! We have tried EVERYTHING! And then when we think we can balance outside job with Deeva's caring, something happens that requires both of us juggling life. And the more days that passes the more certain it is that raising Deeva requires both of us simply because services are there but are just a mirage, a mental placebo. Sure, a helper may appear, but we actually do all the job so it is done RIGHT.
Somehow the opportunities are faded, the outlook on where to go from here is tied up to getting a job, moving where the job is, getting a new supporting cast for services. Problem: It goes in that order, days keep passing and it all seems a neverending story. Staying here in NJ was imposed on us, and we hate it. We want to go back home and we cant. And the ease of people being two face all around us is really heart-breaking... whoever is nice to you has an alterior motive.
Dissapointed... There are no other words to put how we are, how we feel, how things are turning out. In our microcosmos, we stand and we prevail... The trouble is the rest of the world.
As usual, maybe our expectations go beyond the capabilities of the popele around us, or around our little one. Today it was a vendor-show-fitting to select a stupid wheelchair. We took the time to do the proper research, as usual, and had our preferred choice based on Deeva's necessities... The vendor's first attitude was frowning followed by a comment of how we went straight for the best. What? Our baby doesn't deserve the best? What's up with this guy? We'll see about the outcome. The chair is not what we expect, and only do tilting/reclining. The padding should allow her to be straight at least fro an hour. Besides the chair we had the stander info, but that won't be touched until we have an actual hip x-ray that tells them Deeva can use it. Contrary to the doc who just said "have them call me". Whatever...
What bothers? Attitude, attitude, attitude. The people explaining things as if we didn't understand, as if we didn't know implications, and worst: not taking into account Deeva's needs and growth for the next 8 months. Insistence on ordering without taking into account the next 8 months can lead to trouble, as the chair will actually arrive within 7 months... (Next Christmas?)... We will see how useful can that be for her by then... Another thing is the stander thing that is not taken too seriously and other SMA kids have as important part of their thrapy. That and aqwua therapy. They have started as early as 9-10 months. Deeva is 1.5 yrs old, and I dont see why the insistence on putting boundaries that we know she don't have. We have a staff filled with "low impact" people that is NOT cutting edge, dont really think outside the box, and honestly are not doing their job properly or as I expect. And of all people, I can expect because I witness services where i used to work, Vocational Rehabilitation Admin... So I know what is out there, what can be done. And it is the main factor that is so frustrating. If I were an imbecile or ignorant I would be dazzled by everything because everything would seem so magical and right. But I'm not, because of my witnessing things, because of my research on what to do to make Deeva reach her full potential... because we are not average, I am not average... Ugh! And getting comments that leads you to get the point of "why bother? they dont have the money, and is not like the kid can do much" is beyond enraging.
That's about the wheelchair fitting... Now about the nursing company. We are wondering which other company is out there can actully do the job... If that is actually a human target. I mean, we have a stupid manual of care for our baby, we explain everything in a heartbeat, her care is more about being consistent, follow a routine and be aware. No hocus-pocus, no hidden surprises... Well, now we have a star nurse that wont knock and wont call when she arrives because I guess she fears she would break the force field around our house or that it will desintegrate her. Its a big WTF. She comes, ists closed (duh) so she goes. WTF!!! Last week she was annoyed because we sent her home as she was coughing all morning and she seemed sick (gee, excuse us for looking towards Deeva's health). Besides her, no other nurse for no other shift appeared, even if they were scheduled for Friday, Sat and Sun... So, what's up with service? What's up with everything? We asked for our old reliable nurse, and they just did what they wanted (putting her into a case for the night shift) as the opportunity for that came when Deeva fell in the hospital... So they took our nurse to put her in another case... Lovely... I guess they pay more. Its the only reasonable explanation I can think of. They tell us she doesnt want our case anymore. Funny, because I talked to her last week and she sounded quite the opposite when I asked her why she had not come back, that we missed her. The company sucks. That's all i can say about it. They lie to their teeth. And we are getting to the fed-up part. So the drama of the nurses from hell continues... We asked for something, they seemed to hear, and today in the night we have a "meet and greet"with a nurse that, ok at least she showed up, but she is the same as the others that didnt work out... And we wonder, is this it? Its horrible. Its unnerving. Its stressing.
Wheelchair done, nurses done... Getting to the services in matters of therapy. Everything sucks about it. We get the "we will show so you do"and what we think it should be is consistent 3 times a week of coming and doing the actual therapy. We do our part, but somehow we are not impress with the services as it were things we have been done ever since we got all the info and the what to do back a year ago. The only one that contributes something is the communications specialist and we suspect it is because since she works in cerebral parlsey she is exposed to more things related to Deeva's condition... Everyone else is a supporting cast that is good only for keeping us a bit sane with social face to face interaction, that is all. But who knows... Maybe I'm wrong. Maybe they DO something, it is just that I'm so used to things (one of my friends is a top physical rehab therapist and she couched me since this started..., maybe that's why I dont see the razzle-dazzle about them.
Maybe it's me, maybe it's us... I keep thinking it must be us, it cannot be that everything is so lame. It cannot be that we actually do a better job at everything we do. We dont have a certificate for the skills as PT, RT, OT, speech, communications, or as doctors... But we DO have beyond the skill and knowledge of these so called professionals, and somehow instead of boosting our confidence it actually depresses us. Yipeee, we know and can do everything... So... How can others help if they suck at everything they are suppossed to be specialized into?
Tonight, after the morning arguing with the nurse agency, after the afternoon at the stupid fitting, after the dumb meet and greet, after having to take a long nap as I was completely out and drained... I woke up, it's 1am, and I just wrote all this... How I feel? Honestly I feel defeated. I feel depressed. I feel sad. I feel we are wasting out time, our lives. Deeva dont have the quality of service we expect, and seems that no matter what we do if we dont do things ourselves it all just sucks. We dont really have a professional supporting staff that is actually interested in going the extra mile and actually tailoring things for Deeva's skill improvement. There are no friends or family to rely on, at least to give us a bit of energy or just to listen to us. No friendly faces at any given moment of the day. It's just us: mommy, daddy, baby. Oh, and kitty. And it is alright, we accept our fate... But when you see goals and purpose bent towards the will of a flaw system and stupid people serving in the system, you start to wonder what is best.
How can we move on to a level where we can actually make our own decisions if we dont get a job? And gosh, NO ONE would hire us! We have tried EVERYTHING! And then when we think we can balance outside job with Deeva's caring, something happens that requires both of us juggling life. And the more days that passes the more certain it is that raising Deeva requires both of us simply because services are there but are just a mirage, a mental placebo. Sure, a helper may appear, but we actually do all the job so it is done RIGHT.
Somehow the opportunities are faded, the outlook on where to go from here is tied up to getting a job, moving where the job is, getting a new supporting cast for services. Problem: It goes in that order, days keep passing and it all seems a neverending story. Staying here in NJ was imposed on us, and we hate it. We want to go back home and we cant. And the ease of people being two face all around us is really heart-breaking... whoever is nice to you has an alterior motive.
Dissapointed... There are no other words to put how we are, how we feel, how things are turning out. In our microcosmos, we stand and we prevail... The trouble is the rest of the world.
Tuesday, February 03, 2009
HAPPY 2nd ANNIVERSARY to US!!!!
Just a reminder to the world: Two years ago the Witch and the Mage said "I DO"... And for so many non-believers, well, here we are. The amazing journey has taken many unexpected turns, but still has been the best thing in both our lives.
I LOVE YOU, ZORDAK! "til the end of time.
XOXOXO
I LOVE YOU, ZORDAK! "til the end of time.
XOXOXO
LEGEND OF THE SEEKER
magic-fights-more magic
Ok, Last week I was obssessed with Michael Hurst, finding all the info I could about his wherabouts... Well, he directed episode 10 of this series. Looked it up, HULU-ed it... Well... If you thirst for something reminiscing of Xena and Herc, look no further. Filmed in NewZealand and featuring a cast that you will recognized for those old series, you will enjoy this new series. Finally, a breath of old-fresh air! Music by LoDuca, of course, and executive producers RobTapert and SamReimi. A nice break from so much TV trash! (You know, the only watchable thing right now is House... so this gives another selection to the daily menu). So... Go check out Legend of the Seeker. It's worth it.
Ok, Last week I was obssessed with Michael Hurst, finding all the info I could about his wherabouts... Well, he directed episode 10 of this series. Looked it up, HULU-ed it... Well... If you thirst for something reminiscing of Xena and Herc, look no further. Filmed in NewZealand and featuring a cast that you will recognized for those old series, you will enjoy this new series. Finally, a breath of old-fresh air! Music by LoDuca, of course, and executive producers RobTapert and SamReimi. A nice break from so much TV trash! (You know, the only watchable thing right now is House... so this gives another selection to the daily menu). So... Go check out Legend of the Seeker. It's worth it.
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