Warning: possible spoilers. Maybe. If you’re concerned, then don’t read this.

I just watched the mid-season finale of Battlestar Galactica. First, I have to say I approve of the particular cliffhanger that was chosen. Second, I totally called it!!! Third, now that some of the Big Questions have been resolved (in ways I wholeheartedly approve of), we are free to consider some of the much more interesting questions raised through the series, such as:

• What, exactly, is meant by “all of this has happened before…?”
• Tigh suggests that the Final Four are fundamentally different from other Cylons. In what way(s)?
• Haven’t we heard that the Final Five have been to Earth? How the heck does that work? When did they have the time?
• What, exactly, does the Cylons’ God want from them?
• OperaHouseRunningStealingHybridBabyWTF?!?
• Someone/something is guiding humans & Cylons toward Earth. Who/what is it, and (especially in light of last week’s episode), with what purpose?
• What the freaking blue heebie-jeebies happened to Kara Thrace, and is she even Kara anymore?
• Okay, I admit I’m also interested in who/what the final Cylon is. Caprica Six said it was “very close,” but D’Anna said it was not part of the fleet. It will be interesting to see what odd category it fits into, now that it seems to have been ruled out of all reasonable categories.

I didn’t think BSG could capture my attention again, after I got Seriously Disillusioned with the show (which seemed to have given up on itself) in the middle of season 2. But I’m captivated, once again. I can’t wait for the final episodes in the Fall.

If you have more questions and/or any answers to these, I’m certainly open to all speculation.

Diane Arbus would be proud.

I don’t know why I suddenly started to like this little snapshot. maybe because it looks so surreal, with the contrast of the three different qualities of light. I find interesting incongruities in the subject matter, too. Actually, it’s just Alex and me having dinner at a cabin in Tennessee, and I didn’t intend any of the interesting aspects of the photo; accidentally interesting.

In other news, this morning on my ride to work, I understood how I will eventually die. I will be lying in a hospital bed, and the doctor will have a grave look on his face (he will look like the doctor from BSG), and Alex and the children will be shaking their heads, sadly, as if they knew it all along. The medical chart will show that I have multiple cancers, respiratory problems, and probably some kind of brain damage, all due to biking to work while sucking down the exhaust of a hundred pickups and SUVs per day. In the next hospital room over, there will be a soccer mom and her yuppie husband, in for a checkup, and in perfect health. In fact, they’re so healthy, they’re scrapping their plans to start cycling, or taking walks. The doctor tells them they’ll live to be a hundred, as long as they avoid breathing any of the air outside. Cause that stuff’ll kill ya.