Fringe Benefits

As Lost grinds to a halt I take solace in knowing that there will be at least one reason for me to tune into Primetime TV next fall. Fringe.

John Noble as Walter Bishop
Image courtesy of IMDB

As good as the plot-lines and writing have been, it’s the acting that keeps me coming back each week. And no one on television is a better actor than John Noble.

John Noble (previously seen as Denethor in Peter Jackson’s Lord of the Rings), is absolutely brilliant in his portrayal of the broken and tortured über-genius, Walter Bishop.

Catch Fringe on Hulu, iTunes, or on your local Fox network.

What are your thoughts on Fringe? Like it? Love it? Hate it? Is there something even better I should be recording on my DVR? Sound off in the comments.

It’s a Secret to Everybody

It's a Secret to Everybody.

In the classic adventure RPG the Legend of Zelda, the hero, Link, is encouraged to explore the world in search of treasure to aid him in his quest.

In his wanderings, no stone (or tombstone for that matter) lies unturned, no tree unburned, and no wall unbombed (is that even a word?).

When he sees those five magic words, “It’s a Secret to Everybody” Link is rewarded instantly with what have taken a seeming lifetime (in videogame time) to accumulate.

In real life, if this were the way you roamed the world you’d leave behind yourself a string of civil and criminal lawsuits instead of bags full of rupees.

However, demolition and arson aside, a great lesson can be learned from Link. We live in an amazing world with so many wondrous places to go and sights to see. It’s possible to stay on the marked path and still win the game.

But then you’d miss out on sights like this,

La Portada

and this,

Valle de la Luna

and this,

Private Beach, JW Marriott

and this,

Chalang Big Buddha

and this.

Phi Phi Islands

Where have your wanderings led you? Where do you still want to go?

What Was I Thinking?

Fish Spa

I still can’t believe I stuck my feet in the water with hundreds of hungry little fish. Almost as astonishing is how eagerly they scraped decades worth of accumulated crud off every surface I had lowered into the pool.

At first, I couldn’t even look down. Acknowledging the presence of the fish would mean I’d have to come to grips with the fact that they were gnawing on me. Then I finally stole a glance. Then another. And another. After a while it even became enjoyable. No, not really. It was still horrible.

The end result, however, was pretty amazing. Never having had experienced anything remotely resembling a pedicure I was shocked by how silky smooth every bit of skin on my feet had become.

Would I do it again? Probably not. I’m still not sure what I was thinking.