In Honour of Sanctity of Equality Day

Sometimes things happen at just the right time by sheer coincidence. Serendipity. Today is apparently one of those times.

( An Announcement )

Beyond that, so much of what I'd have had to say about the institution of marriage has already been said here by suzycat that I'm just linking to her post.

Good Things

Earlier in the week, it was Fox Day. Now I'm starting to wonder if it's Jack Day today, because things just keep going my way.

First, as of about ten minutes till two o'clook this morning, I have the spiffiest new Queer as Folk cheatsheet made to order for me by speshope following ( this conversation... )

SciFi's Farscape marathon continued later in the morning, and I finally saw "Rhapsody in Blue," which I had somehow managed to miss seeing and taping every single previous broadcast of. It was almost like getting a new episode, which felt kind of bittersweet, but still pretty dang cool.

Then, when I went to get some groceries, there was a rosebush in bloom on the way back from the store. Wild roses, the five-petaled ones so palely pink they look almost white; my favourite kind. I stopped and, yes, smelled the roses.

At the store, avocados (hmm... avocadoes?) were on sale for the first time in what feels like years, so I got some, and lo, there will be curry this weekend.

Tonight's USA Network rerun of SVU is "Manhunt," in which Munch wears the fedora a lot, and he and Fin take a long, romantic drive into the country, share a motel room whose two narrow beds might as well be one king, and share previously unrevealed parts of their personal histories.

To cap it all off, tonight is the night of new episodes for both Smallville and Angel.

SV in particular had me dropping my jaw with how good an episode they've trotted out, especially after preview trailers that made it look like another ho-hum meteor-mutant-of-the-week story. Snappy dialogue, vindication of yet another common fanon element, and a plot that made sense, on top of all the shallower things I always enjoy even in the show's worst installments; I even enjoyed watching Lana kick a little ass. Yes, I momentarily enjoyed watching Lana. It was that good an episode. The only complaints I could make are one minor continuity glitch (which may actually have been intentional, as I think about it), what appeared to be a bit of recycled f/x footage, and continued dearth of Pete getting anywhere near the camera -- and before anyone bitches at me for not putting any of that behind a spoiler tag, if you look carefully you'll notice there are no actual spoilers for the episode.

Then, on Angel, the titular hero and the sexy vampire continued to fight like grammar school kids secretly crushing on each other, while apparently next week's episode will feature partial nudity.

Good day. Or, as Jackie Chan might say, "good day good day good day!"