Lunch Break

It’s time for another lunch break blog post. Why? How the hell should I know?

If I don’t get a hair cut soon I am going to commit ritual suicide. I mean, I could just cut it myself but instead I would cut off my own head. That’s how bad it is now. I don’t think I can do it today. Tomorrow? Maybe? I wonder if the place I usual go to is taking walk-ins. I should look into that.

It was so good to see Bellana yesterday. She’s coming home in a few weeks but she won’t be staying too long. She’s got a crazy busy summer ahead of her and she needs to get right to it. Until then, we had an interesting conversation about how many of the kids shows she used to watch were written in such a way as to be appealing to adults as well. Spongebob, a few Disney Channel shows, stuff like that. We told her we were aware and that you could probably tell based on which shows we watched with them compared to the shows we would be in the room for without really getting into. She wondered why she and Harry never really got into any Nickelodeon shows. The answer? We didn’t like any of them so we steered them away. Ain’t we stinkers?

She also asked a question that Jen and I used to ask ourselves regularly. What the hell was the deal with The Misadventures of Flapkjack? I mean, that show was so twisted and bizarre… it’s as if all the drugs in the world went into the writing of that show. Seriously. The kid’s mentor had all of his limbs removed, and they all lived inside of a whale which was somehow also the kids’ mother, and candy was both currency and alcohol.

Sticking with television but moving back to the home front. Our epic rewatch of The Flash has some competition. Jen and Harry were looking for something funny and hit on Modern Family. How did that show run for 11 years? The kids from season one must all be middle aged and retired now (he said sarcastically because he is actually able to do math and 11+n does not necessarily equal retirement). Does the show stay funny for 11 years or does it eventually get old and run out of gas? Looks like we might find out.

I didn’t plan on writing an all television post, but here we are.

Work has been bonkers today. It’s been the kind of day that makes you want to go on vacation for a century or two. It’s okay. We shall overcome and all that.

I stayed at Mom’s house last night. I fell asleep on the couch at about 11:00pm. I woke up at 4:45 to noises coming from the kitchen. It was Mom. She was doing the dishes. Okay. In the immortal words of John Lennon, whatever gets you through the night.

I think I’ve run out of things to write about. Music. Tomorrow will be a car music morning. I only have one song ready to go, but that should be enough. Car music for the win.

Until then…

I need a nap.

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