You Must Watch This! Now!

So Sam and I decided to check out BBC's Sherlock since all three ninety-minute episodes are on Netflix Instant. Oh. My. God. The series is phenomenal and I can't recommend it enough.

The series takes Sherlock Holmes and John Watson and puts them in the modern day. Watson is an Afghanistan veteran, military doctor, and, rather than write down his adventures with Holmes in books, he blogs. Holmes is a forensic scientist in his spare time, and when we first meet him, he's beating a cadaver with a riding crop. And it only gets better from there. (By the way, I really enjoy the way the director shows texts on the screen instead of panning to the phones so we can watch the characters' reactions.)

Anyway, last night Sam and I finally watched the last episode (another three epiodes will be coming out this fall in the UK). He made the point that Sherlock (Benedict Cumberbatch) sounds, at times, like Alan Rickman. He was right, and anyone who knows me knows I've had a crush on Alan Rickman since I was fifteen years old and watch Sense and Sensibility (1995), which is still my favorite movie after all these years oddly enough. Well, I already had a thing for Cumberbatch as Sherlock so Sam wasn't really helping matters in that regard. Then there came the opening to episode three and I... Look, just watch this clip, okay? (Also, my apologies for the term "grammar nazi" as it appears in the title. I couldn't find another clip with an alternate title.)

After this scene, my inner English nerd partied with my I-Have-a-Thing-for-British-Actors nerd and I was all but putty on the couch. Series two can't get here fast enough.

Now if you'll pardon me, I have icons to hunt for.

*Fingers Crossed*

First, yes, I did spend part of my afternoon searching through a Sherlock fandom community to find icons (only viewable on my Dreamwidth account, sorry).

Secondly, because it's so freaking hot and I don't have central a/c, Sam was kind enough to take us out to eat at a local joint so I didn't have to cook over a hot stove in my tiny little kitchen. Well, when we got there, they had two help wanted signs up and...I left my name and number with them. I wouldn't be able to work mornings to early afternoons like I wanted to be able to do; however, the kiddo's last day of school is Monday, and the latest this place is open is 8:00 PM, and that's on weekends. So most nights I ought to be home by 9:00 PM. And Sam's sister would probably rather watch the kiddo in the afternoons and evenings instead of early mornings. (Bonus is that I'd still be home in time for WoW role-play nights and other activities. :P)

I'm still putting in applications elsewhere tomorrow, but this place ought to be calling me back before the week is out. I let them know I'm willing to do anything they need, though mostly they need waitresses. I've never waited tables before, but I do have customer service experience and I'm a pretty fast learner. It's a family-owned business and anytime we've gone there, everyone's always been so super friendly and seems like a friendly environment. It's not glamorous, especially if I wind up washing dishes, but it's a job and it's money coming in and it'll keep me afloat until this other job opportunity comes up this fall.

So, um, good vibes sent my way, please? This would be really great if it happened.