neurological dryer lint

the greatest show on television is about to come back for its fourth season... it's so easy to overlook battlestar galactica because of the name, or because it's scifi about robots that hunt down humans in space, and most folks i know that don't dig scifi or would rather watch espn, they skip it.

except that the scifi elements in this case are really just the medium, not the message; they are the scalpel that ron moore uses to open up humanity, to force us to examine ourselves - our instincts, our fears, and our souls. this is the shakespeare of our generation, absolutely brilliant drama that can elevate the discourse about society.

i'm rewatching the finale of season 3 - i've written about the more serious elements, examining the mob mentality, etc... this time through i found myself chuckling at the lines from all along the watchtower tossed out by anders, saul, and the other newly-discovered cylons. i probably laughed for ten minutes after anders said "no reason to get excited" in the beginning of the episode. ron moore is a genius. drew curtis from fark has an interview with ron where he mentions a half-hour "catch-up" episode that's coming up before the start of season 4. seriously, worth checking out, even if you've never liked scifi.

and speaking of watchtowers (ugh, awful segway), the enquirer's got a story on nate showman and his blog. it's exciting that the press is honoring the anniversary of the war by talking about the folks involved that really matter and the sacrifices they've made. i don't know what i would do if i had to leave so quickly after marrying renee, and to not see her afterwards for months on end would've been unbearable. nate, buddy, you're still in our thoughts and prayers.