Sunday, February 22, 2015

"You can try but there's nobody else here and I have a shovel."

 Okay, okay, "Top Gear" has its grip on me.  I watched the episode below where the challenge is Jeremy and James driving to the North Pole and Richard going via dog sled.  Jeremy and James drive in a Toyota Hilux, moving slowly over frozen sea water, getting stuck in a field of snow boulders, having to get out using a chainsaw.  Richard, skiing next to the sled, running next to it, exposed to the elements for days, growing impatient, who, when asked by his very optimistic and cheery female guide if he wanted to try on the lead dog harness as she's looking for a new lead dog, says, "You can try but there's nobody else here and I have a shovel."

If you're easily freaked out by a wintery scenario, it is as scary as anything you can imagine.  And yes, I want a Toyota Hilux and a pair of Icelandic mechanics following me wherever I drive.

You Tube/Top Gear/Not Me has removed it from this blog.  Here is the You Tube link:
http://youtu.be/WNkvASxfEWQ?list=PLACF1A0132C919F87
http://youtu.be/m9MfnKoTM6c?list=PLACF1A0132C919F87
http://youtu.be/q0hoPNmY4oU?list=PLACF1A0132C919F87

Sunday, February 15, 2015

Sunday, February 8, 2015

Me + Top Gear = Some kind of love

Just today I had lunch with a friend who was talking about the cable TV options that are available to him and his husband.  He wanted BBC News but that was only available on the premium option.  The middle option had BBC Americas which he said he really didn't like because, "the only thing that seems to be on is 'Top Gear.'" He was shocked when I then said, "Oh, my god, I love 'Top Gear.'"

I am not a gear head, a car lover, an automobile know-it-all.  I know a smidge about cars but not enough to impress anyone at all, not even myself.  At work when I get a client into a rental and I don't know what it is, I will tell them, "I don't know because I'm a girl."  I say this several times a week.  I can't drive a stick and if some rental genius tried to get me to take a car with a manual transmission, I would certainly refuse as the car would be nothing more than paperweight and/or a hotel room.  Ixnay on the ickstay, say I.  So what the hell is up with my affection for "Top Gear," one of the most popular TV shows in the world?

I'd heard about "Top Gear" over the years.  The CBS show, "Sixty Minutes," did a piece on them a long while ago.  I finally saw an entire episode when I was staying at a hotel out near the airport the night before a very early morning departure for Seattle.  It was 100% car driven (pardon the sick pun) and these guys were obviously thrilled with themselves and their jobs.  I should've hated it.  Dear god in heaven, forgive me, but I enjoyed the hell out of it.  Then Netflix started offering it on their instant streaming option and, well, it's a guilty pleasure.

Here's the premise:  Three men test drive cars.  They discuss the pros and cons of said vehicles.  They sometimes take the cars out on the roads and wreak havoc.  They will build hybrid vehicles and wreak havoc.  (The BBC must pay a huge amount to people for repairs of things busted by their new frontiers of havoc.)  They seem to have their own permanent test track which appears to be either adjacent to or on the runways of what used to be a small airport.  They have a "Star in a Reasonably Priced Car" segment where they have celebrities drive the current reasonably-priced car at their disposal around a designated track for a time to see if they could beat the time of another celebrity.  They call each other morons and idiots.  They get cross and play practical jokes on each other usually involving a car.  There is a studio audience, everyone standing among the cars,  excited to be there. 

This show does two things for me:

1.  It makes me laugh out loud.  I laugh more at "Top Gear" than at some sitcoms.  The three hosts -- Jeremy Clarkson, Richard Hammond, and James May -- often act like three total boneheads (case in point, the India roadtrip special).  They're also very charismatic and knowledgeable and loads of fun. 

2.  They are a remarkable sedative.  It's the middle of the night.  I wake up for no good reason and how will I get back to sleep?  "Top Gear" on Netflix is how.  The openings strains of the Allman Brothers song, "Jessica," come on, Jeremy Clarkson talks about what's on that night's show, and I grin because I know this sedative will help me to soon knock off.  But please refer to #1 above as during daytime hours I will go back and watch what I missed so I can have a nice solid laugh.

"Top Gear" might make you forget what was bothering you as you watch and think, "What. The. HELL?"

Sunday, February 1, 2015

Super Bowl Sunday!!

Today is the day of Super Bowl XLIX, except let's argue about Roman numerals.  Considering it is 49, and if the I is put in front of a numeral in order for it to be one less, then should it not be IL?  As we have no actual Romans to consult and Latin scholars want nothing to do with this, then we can agree to disagree.

SO!  Patriots or Seahawks?  Gisele B√ľndchen's husband or Russell Wilson?  At work, the two of us who talk football decided it was Russell Wilson.  While Tom Brady is every kind of great QB and very handsome, Russell Wilson seems like the sweeter guy and wow, that guy is built, so GO SEAHAWKS!!!

Old lady lust is not an exact science.

In honor of Super Bowl XLIX, a good friend told me about the clip below.  Marshawn Lynch has been all over the media for not wanting to talk to the media on Media Day, preferring to say that he was there so that he wouldn't get fined.  He said it in response to every single question.  Watch the clip from the Conan O'Brien Show in which Conan plays a new version of Mortal Kombat with Marshawn Lynch of the Seahawks and Rob Gronkowski of the Patriots.  Not what I expected at all (yes, I laughed out loud).