Tag: garbage

Should I Watch or Not?

The season premier of Fear the Walking Dead starts in less than an hour. Before the start of the last season I told myself I was done and I wasn’t going to watch any more of that garbage show anymore. Then I watched the whole damn thing.

Now the moment of truth is just about on us. When the new season starts, 50 minutes from now, do I watch or not? The cliff hanger at the end of the last season was dumb. I mean… the writing… the story… it was dumb. I could add more colorful adjectives to the description but when you boil it down to its main parts, the show is just dumb. Why would I subject myself to more of that?

Completeness? Is that why I keep watching? Some sense of I was there when this started and I need to see it through? If that’s it, then it’s resulted in the television equivalent of friggin’ torture over the last two season.

I am probably going to keep watching. I think it might be like driving past a car accident now. I just rubber neck out the window at the wrecked zombie show to see just how awful it could be. I generally feel sorry for the cast. Most of them I would watch in literally any other show, but they are stuck in this professional dumpster fire with nothing to do but be jealous of the folks who drive by without getting trapped.

Yeah, I am probably going to watch. What the fuck is wrong with me?

Feels Like Home

Last night was pretty quiet. My mother fell asleep sitting up on the side of her bed. She was like that for over an hour. I woke her up and told her she should lie down or she was going to hurt her back. She told me she hadn’t been sleeping and that I was crazy. Now she’s complaining about how much her back hurts.

My father didn’t sleep terribly well either. He has some aches and pains but I am not sure that is what was bothering him. I heard him sleeping and waking off and on. He’s supposed to take some Metamucil with his morning pills. He’s complaining that I made it too thick. Sorry, dad.

I went to bed a little earlier than I usually do when I am here. I turned in at 11:15 or so. I woke up a little before 4:00am again. That keeps happening. This time I woke up on my own. Both of my parents were sleeping. I didn’t fall back to sleep until sometime around 4:30 and then I stayed under until about 6:00. I got five hours and 45 minutes of sleep. That’s like hitting the jackpot around here.

I got up and started getting ready for the day. I showered, packed up my dirty laundry, packed up my CPAP machine, and took it all out to the car. That’s when a little piece of home followed me here.

I often bitch about the friggin’ wildlife in our yard getting into our trash barrels. It’s pretty common for them to knock them over and scatter shit all over the place. As I was walking back from the car to the house I saw that something knocked over one of my parents’ trash barrels. I got to have the homey experience of cleaning all of their shit off the yard too. Hooray.

The home health worker is going to be a little late today. She should be here around 9:15. I only have two short meetings on my schedule today. I am seriously hoping for a quiet day at work. Yesterday wasn’t bad, but overall I really need things to go simply and smoothly today. I can already feel my fuse getting shorter and shorter. I just need to keep my head down and not lose my shit over something irrelevant.

Duck and cover, everyone. Here comes Friday the 13th. In the immortal words of that guy Samuel L Jackson played in Jurassic Park, hold on to your butts.

Why Do I Still Care?

Fear the Walking Dead is on right now. Like, as in on actual live television.

I’m at my parents’ house tonight and I learned the hard way that the Verizon Fios app only streams live television when you’re on your account’s wifi network. Well that blows. The app wouldn’t work on my iPad, and the website wouldn’t work on my MacBook.

So I am watching it on my parents’ cable. Like, on an actual television rather than a computer pretending to be a television. It also means that starting about 8:51 I jumped through a ton of hoops in order to watch tonight’s episode. The real question I should be asking is why? Because… this show sucks.

Season three was pretty much perfect. Then they changed show runners. Season four was good to start with, but the second half was pretty bad. Season five was awful. Like, terrible. Like what the hell is going on here level rotten. The current season, season six, has been better but it’s still not even close to good.

Tonight’s episode, the third episode of season 6B which is probably supposed to be the second episode if not for Covid, started out with a call back to one of the dumbest things they did in the unwatchable fifth season. It’s just plain terrible… and I’m still watching.

Every week, I’m watching this idiotic insult to good writing.

Why?

What the hell is wrong with me? I could be binge watching Community on Netflix right now. I could be rewatching The Mandalorian. Hell, I could be binge re-watching all 10 seasons of The Walking Dead proper but I’m not. I’m watching this shit. I ask again, what the hell is wrong with me?