New Year at the beach

We dined and enjoyed festivities on New Year's eve at Cocoa Beach pier. Gorgeous, warm, beautiful. Fireworks, sand, live music! There were a few asshat drunks, but they were relatively mild.

I'm glad we decided to take advantage of the weather down here. I don't miss freezing my ass off at First Night, no sir!

Feb. 18th is the new year in the lunar calendar, and it will be the year of the Pig. However, I may just keep on using my old 2005 year of the CHICKEN icon, because, well, it's a chicken. ;-)

Happy New Year, everyone. And pppttthhhh! to those of you who were awake enough to watch Torchwood last night. I fell asleep and now I get to watch it tonight instead.

Torchwood

I really didn't much care for some of the more trite plots early in the season, but these last two episodes have completely redeemed Russell T. Davies.

My goodness Torchwood is an amazing show.

Wait, let me revise that...

Torchwood is CRACK!

It seems to me that Torchwood is not just full of more sex & violence for being after the watershed (as compared to Doctor Who), but is also much more emotionally wrecking. Doctor Who can be scary sometimes, but it just isn't as affecting as this was (with the exception of the last episode of season two). Doctor Who has much more an edge of whimsy that keeps the show lighter.

Also, the fact I remained relatively unspoiled until around 11:00 am this morning was a really, really good thing.

P.S., John Barrowman is King of the World. Or should be.

P.P.S., if spoilers happen in the comments, you've been WARNED! Don't read other people's comments if you don't want to be spoiled. That's how I got spoiled this morning. It's apparently unavoidable.