Damn, that goldderby.com Emmys message board
is fascinating. It has reports from several people who attended the "blue ribbon committee" screenings this weekend, and we now know with near-certainty which shows were in the top ten. I'll cut-tag for those who want to be surprised on July 6th. ( Collapse )
As I drove around D/FW today, I made a mental list of things I'd forgotten about Texas, despite having grown up here:
1. People drive ridiculously slow, even on the highways. In possibly unrelated news, cops and state troopers sure do like to set speedtraps on those highways. (Very shocking to me, since speeding tickets are practically nonexistent in GA.)
2. After years and years, Eastern Standard Time is now my "default". Watching prime time shows at 7pm feels profoundly weird.
3. The sky here really is as huge as the hype. Then again, ain't much in the way of all that clear blue. (The GA sky looks really tiny, but there I'm surrounded by 60-foot pines, cypress, and poplars. So.)
4. There's. Just. Too. Much. Too many restaurants, gas stations, big box stores, etcetera. Especially the restaurants. They obviously have enough patrons to stay in business, and the variety is a wonderful thing. But damn
. Chain restaurant overload.
5. Scorching heat is the best kind. Who cares about temps over 100? Just get in the shade, and you're fine. So much better than syrupy, sweltering humidity.
6. Everything in Dallas feels polished and new, in both good and bad ways. Even the stuff I've seen all my life -- the office buildings along Central, the mosque on Spring Valley, and so on -- it all feels so *new* and almost foreign. I can't really explain how, but it's not because of my having moved away. It's just... strange.
7. I used to say I loathe Dallas, but I don't. Not really. I think I'd love it if I were forced to move back here. Certainly has tons going for it! But even short vacations like this one just make me miss Atlanta all the more. Seventeen more hours, then I'll be home. :)