Tonight’s cuppa: decaf free trade organic black tea
She hasn’t even appeared at the Republican National Convention yet, but moose-hunting Alaska Gov. Sarah Palin is dominating the media — in some ways she might like, and in others she almost certainly doesn’t.
Since being announced last Friday as the running mate to presumptive GOP presidential nominee Sen. John McCain, she’s zoomed to instant icon status, even launching a Twitterstorm of "Little Known Facts," all stored here. (The site promises a live Fact-a-Thon during Palin’s speech before the RNC on Wednesday night.)
One Little Known Fact says, "Sarah Palin will give birth to the man who will lead humanity’s war against the machines."
This makes tonight’s choice of a liveblog more than obvious. So from one gun-toting tough woman named Sarah to another, here’s my free-form reactions to the season premiere of "Terminator: The Sarah Connor Chronicles," called "Samson and Delilah," premiering Monday, Sept. 8, on Fox.
WARNING: If you’re super-mega-clever or just a very good guesser, this could
possibly be considered spoiler-ish. So, if you fancy yourself either of
the above, run, do not walk, in the opposite direction.
Ow. That doesn’t look good.
Wakey-wakey, rebooty kabooty!
Chip integrity compromised. That’s better. I need a facial, but I’m gonna open up a can of whuparse instead.
No, no, he’s got the whatchamajigger!
Smoking’s bad for you. This is worse.
Bad boom comin’.
"If I had my way, I would burn this building down…"
Whoops. Didn’t see that one coming. Run, run, fall down, run!
Now that’s a sad-looking apartment complex, and it’ll take a month to get that pool clean again.
Hi, Dean Winters! It’s as violent as "Oz," but at least you get out in the sunshine.
Uh-oh, there’s two of them. Hi, Garret! You’ve looked better, I must say.
Slick move, FBI guy.
Dang! That rattled my teeth from here. You’re supposed to protect the kid, Sarah!
Does anybody ever come back when people in TV shows say "Come back here!"?
Comin’ to get ya. Still need that facial.
You! Smooth move. Smooth chess move, that is.
Oooh, red-haired chick, go easy on the eyeliner. You’re one lash short of a raccoon.
Baby wipes, next best thing to a facial.
Stapler, next best thing to a facial (after baby wipes).
Yeah, people tend to notice limpy bloody people walking down the street. OK, maybe not in New York.
When in doubt, just go into a church.
No, Padre, we always look this way.
The boys, together again.
Jeepers, red-haired chick, how do you walk in those? She sounds Scottish. Oh, right, that’s the rock
singer, Shirley Manson! Her ponytail’s poofier on top than Sarah Palin’s, but she doesn’t have the bangs. Only John Connor can have the bangs.
"We need to talk." Are there four more terrifying words?
Oops, she rebooted.
Gees, FBI guy, you’re not very helpful.
Seems they put Fox Mulder at the end of a much longer table at his FBI interrogation.
Good one, Sarah!
Now she’s gonna need a hot-oil conditioning along with a facial. And maybe a hat.
Wakey-wakey, head’s all breaky.
Crikey, this woman drives worse than Booth.
If you go down to the river … you’ll crash on the concrete. It’s an LA thing.
Somebody’s having a very bad day behind the wheel.
Upsy-daisy, hell’s a-raisey…
Oooh, that’s gotta hurt.
A warehouse. Always with the warehouses. What would TV do without warehouses? If it was on the docks, it would just be perfect.
Somebody’s having a better day behind the wheel.
Quit the HAL crap. You’re not fooling anybody.
The gang’s all here!
Yeah, what’s love got to do with it?
Everything, it seems.
Wait for it, wait for it…that’s a good girl.
Garret, you’re looking better.
"I’ll never do the Devil’s work."
You gotta believe. One Resurrection’s enough.
When in doubt, make a sandwich.
Hah! I thought those bangs didn’t look right.
Oooh, that’s really just not right.
Whoosh! You’re dead.