Belated Thankfulness...

It's the day after Thanksgiving here in the United States, and I'm feeling pretty thankful.

(note to self - remember to pick-up thank-you cards tomorrow)

People are a great lot, in general. They really are. I'm grateful that the people in my life are so very wonderful.

I'm thankful for the things that I love - for Buffy and Angel and *NSYNC and Smallville and everything else - for bringing me to people that I have grown to love very much.

Very grateful to have a job, and a place, and hope. Hope is an important thing.

Now, in an hour, I'm off to work. After that, I'll actually have a chance to maybe do something online-related. I haven't had a real chance to do anything since Wednesday, and I'm horribly addicted. Oh, I'm thankful for cable modems.

Ah, and I have the extended edition of The Two Towers now. That should be fun to explore.

I love you guys.

Escher Perspective

Last year, in Deep Down, Angel said that life under water had given him perspective - "kinda an M.C. Escher perspective". ( spoilers for Angel 5x07 - Lineage )

Both last year and this, we're getting treated to skewed perspectives. Last season, it's still hard to pinpoint where Cordy left off and Jasmine began. Connor and Angel kept moving, but they were always on the same level of stairs. They never got any higher or lower, as the season wore on. And this season, up is down and people keep walking on the underside of the metaphorical stairs. When do the black birds in the day become white birds at night? And we have Spike, the hand drawing himself.

What is real? What is not? How far can you push the perspective? How far can you push before everything falls apart, as it does in Labyrinth? When will AI realize that they're standing on the wall and when they do, will gravity kick in?

This season is very much about perspective and about point of view. About how things looks from inside the belly of the beast. About lies and deceptions and the lies and deceptions only showing deeper truths.

It's about what people remember and what people see and what people know. And how none of that can ever be trusted, because nothing is what it seems to be.