Jen asked me if I could wake up the kids for breakfast/brunch. I asked if I should do it Roy Kent style and yelled:
OYE! BREAKFAST!
Jen asked me if I could wake up the kids for breakfast/brunch. I asked if I should do it Roy Kent style and yelled:
OYE! BREAKFAST!
The last week or so… what a waste.
Have I given up on the November Music thing? A few days ago I would have said no, but over the last couple of days I have had a ton of time to work on things but instead I just sat on my ever expanding ass, eating junk food and watching TV (Foundation on Apple TV+). Literally the only thing I have accomplished this week is gaining weight. The last two nights I’ve gotten to bed time, right around now, and realized that I still have exercise to do to close my Activity rings. Instead of going to bed and getting a good night’s sleep I am about to march around trying to close the rings. About two minutes in my back is going to start screaming at me. I don’t know if I can keep it up with things hurting as much as they are. Failure, thy name is Robert. Crud.
How do I motivate myself again? I don’t know. Was I ever honestly motivated or was I just fooling myself somehow. I hate feeling like this!
On the upside, having never read Foundation I can say that I am enjoying the show. From what I’ve heard, the TV show has absolutely nothing to do with the book apart from a few character names. So I guess that’s a thing.
Ugh… what the hell is wrong with me?
I’ve kinda fallen off the wagon on the DC Comics shows on The CW. Supergirl just wrapped up and I still have half of the last season to go (waiting on Netflix). The Flash starts up again soon. Boatwoman, I think, is already back. Is it? I got partway through season two and lost steam.
One show I don’t watch is Stargirl. I watched the premier episode last year and it didn’t do much for me. Now I think I might have to try again for reasons that have nothing to do with comics or television or anything. I heard today that the woman who plays the lead role has type 1 diabetes… just like Harry. It makes me want to watch the show and do business with their sponsors. Solidarity, am I right? If she does half as well at managing her diabetes as Harry does managing his then she is doing awesome.
I don’t know why, but when I read about this today it gave me a bit of a hell yeah feeling. Season one is on HBO. I think I’ll give it another try.
It’s Monday. November 15th. We’re halfway through November, which means we’re careening toward December and the holidays and winter and blah.
I had another bad night’s sleep last night. Less than six hours, and only about 60% in deep sleep. Blah. I feel like I am in a stage where I need to have a couple of bad nights before I have a good night. The night before last was good. So that means maybe Tuesday night should be okay?
The kids come home for Thanksgiving on Friday. Have I mentioned that? I think I might have.
The Bruins came back and won last night. There is nothing in hockey worse than losing to Montreal, so nightmare averted, babie. The Bruins have played the fewest games in the league, and now they are off until Saturday. Who is the add wizard who came up with this schedule?
Fear the Walking Dead last night was better than the week before but it was still laughably awful. It’s like driving past a car wreck now. I can’t look away, even though I really want to. I never considered myself a masochist before, but here we are. Granted, there were all those years of watching bad movies that were so bad they were funny. Fear doesn’t fall into that category yet. It’s just plain bad.
Okay. Time to go to work now. Have a happy Monday, everyone. Hang in there, Friday is only five measly little days away.
Last week’s Fear the Walking Dead ripped off a little piece of This is Us. This week’s went after G.L.O.W.
Aisha Tyler doing wrestling moves on zombies. I shit you not.
What. The. Fuck?
I’m watching the Bruins play the Canadiens right now. We are down 1-0, six minutes into the second period. This needs to change immediately. The Canadiens, despite their playoff success last year, or maybe because of it, are awful right now. The Bruins haven’t exactly been stellar, but they are good enough that they should murderize Montreal. Gentlemen, let’s pick it up, shall we?
So I put together the mini-shed thing, and played some guitar, and wrote some music. I have not made Bellana’s bed, after washing her sheets yesterday. I still need to do that, but she won’t be here until Friday, so I have time.
I watched more Futurama. Lots of it. Not as much as yesterday, but still lots of it. Take it as given that it is one of the best shows ever. Is it better than The Simpsons? I think it might be. I don’t know.
I also started watching Foundation. When we were kids, Mike the Bass Player used to push me to read two books. Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy and Foundation. I was in my 30’s before I finally got to Hitchhiker’s Guide and holy crap was Mike right. I still haven’t read Foundation. One review of the TV show that I heard was that if you read the book you’ll hate the show, but if you haven’t read the book you’ll love it. Okay, that works in my favor. Another review, from someone who loved the books, was that if you pretend the name of the show is something other than Foundation it is okay. I’ll take that.
Sticking with the TV theme, it’s Sunday and that means it’s Walking Dead spin off night. World Beyond is still kinda bland but mostly okay. There are only four episodes left (I think) and then the series comes to an end. It certainly doesn’t feel like a show that’s four episodes away from ending. (The Bruins just tied the game, 1-1 with 11 minutes or so left in the second) As for Fear the Walking Dead… the hate watch will continue. It has to be the worst show on television. I can’t imagine anything worse than this getting the green light to air. It’s atrocious and last week’s episode was so bad it was actually insulting. Two people having a conversation 10 feet away from a leaking, unexploded nuclear warhead without suffering any radiation issues. They are both twins. Sort of. One of them admits that she’s not really a twin. She and her brother were born on the same day but she’s adopted (hey show runners, I saw This is Us too!). The other guy hears this story but then tells her that because she’s a twin she has super powers and can tell when her twin is in trouble… but she LITERALLY just told the guy she’s not actually a twin. I mean… I usually don’t really proof read my blog posts, but I would still expect someone to proof read the scripts for a major television show, right? Plot holes and continuity errors (and leaking, unexploded nuclear warheads) are things to be avoided, right?
Changing the subject. I still have 17 minutes of exercise left to do. I don’t think I’ll finish before Fear starts, but I think I’ll stand up and pick off a few minutes right now. A perfect week is at stake!
Happy Disney+ Day. Two years ago today the Mouse’s streaming service launched and gave us The Mandalorian and a Star Wars story worthy of the name.
Today they gave us… well, nothing really. There is a little documentary on Boba Fett, and lots of Marvel announcements and Shang Chi is available for viewing now.
Oh, and there’s a little sneak peak at the Obi-Wan Kenobi series and YES YES YES!!!
Here’s what I did on my day off:
This list is accurate but it fails to emphasize just how much Futurama was watched.
I mean… I watched a shit-load of Futurama today.
Fear the Walking Dead is just so bad. I don’t want to give examples that would spoil the show for some poor masochist trying to self torture but…
What the fuck? How? How can writing this bad make it all the way to the screen? Why aren’t the show running moron twins putting a stop to this before it gets out of the writers room? Why isn’t the network putting a stop to it before it leaves the editing room?
Good lord how is this level of shit even possible? It’s like they are fucking with us and just trying to see how bad they can get. Really. What the fuck???
I just got through the cold open of tonight’s Fear the Walking Dead. It was all exposition but the signs are already pointing to this being the worst episode yet. Wow.
I said a prayer to Dionysus (the Greek god of theater) that it’s not as bad as it seems, but just as I was typing that last sentence my AMC live stream failed.
That sounds like an omen to me.