'BSG' Has Taken Hold of Me / Winter Quarter '10 Begins

Current Tunes: The hum of desktop Macs in the computer lab

Sorry about missing the past two days folks. Just seemed like I couldn’t fit in time for a post. Sunday I spent all day in Birmingham with some good friends and didn’t get back home until very late, and Monday I got wrapped up in chores around the house and “Battlestar Galactica.”

That’s turning out to be quite a compelling show. I just started the first season. Like most things, I feel a significant amount of my enjoyment of “BSG” has come from the fact that I knew absolutely zilch about the show going into it. Well, I knew there were these things called Cylons. And I knew they could look like people, but they could also look like overgrown trashcans with sunglasses right out of the 80s. Other than that, I had no idea about this show. I’m enjoying it immensely. I would dare say its some of the best, most hardcore sci-fi TV I’ve seen in quite sometime.
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“BSG” reminds me of “Lost in Space.” And by “Lost in Space” I don’t mean the campy old 60s show, but I mean the show “Lost,” but in space. A less cheesy way of putting it would be to say “BSG” is a serious examination of moral complexities and dilemmas that emerge when real, true, in-your-face survival is the only game left to play.

I’ll freely admit though, what’s really gripping me about the show is just the premise, not really the characters. There are one or two characters I’m becoming attached to, but I don’t think they’re the ones you’re supposed to be sympathetic to. I’m talking about Number Six and Gaius. Gaius I like because TV shows have plenty of sane people and plenty of insane people too, but rare is the show that can have a character who rests somewhere in the in-between. Number Six is awesome because I’m terrified of her, and that just means the actress playing that part is doing an wonderful job.

On different note, class started back this week and I’m again granted unlimited access to the school building. December was really tough, not having the school to escape to. It’s so wonderful here. If I still live in Atlanta for the next few years, and I have no reason to think I won’t, I fully intend to come here to the school weekly just to do whatever. To work, to talk to people, enjoy this incredible environment. Even now sitting here it’s so quiet. That’s just the absolute best. I don’t particularly have to, but I think I’ll come back again tomorrow. Visiting the school daily to get work done is a habit I could truly grow to enjoy.

But for now, this is my last quarter here at SCAD as a student. What a journey this has been. I want to be done (oh, how I want to be done!), but I don't want to leave either. These two years have been so valuable to me.

Bah! I'm already getting too sentimental and this quarter just started yesterday. There's a time and a place for that sort of nonsense, and this isn't it.