GASP
Apparently, Gunn has confirmed the next Superman movie will be GASP AGAIN....
...a team up movie!! It's almost as if all James Gunn is really good at is team-up movies with ensemble casts. Or movies that show a perverted version of a given hero. Or both at the same time.
Whodathunkit?!?
Oh, yeah. Anyone who's ever actually paid attention to his career.
Anyway....time to move on to other work. I supposed.
Actually, now that I think about it, I haven't heard my daughter moving about yet. Her alarm should have woken her up about 13 minutes ago.
Time to investigate.
The curse of living with long-haired women....constantly having to unstop the sinks in the bathrooms. And the wife doesn't even have the common courtesy to keep her shedding confined to her own sink. She just has to stop up my sink as well.
Speaking of the wife....I'm hoping she wants to get Wacky Mongolian today. Otherwise, I'll be scrambling for something else for lunch, and it'll probably end up being worse for me.
Well, it looks like we have some at least potential good news today. Thank the gods.
Speaking once more of the wife....
I forgot she had a physical therapy session for her shoulder today. First one. So now I'm waiting for her to get home. Then I get to see if she stopped and got herself lunch somewhere already, forcing me to fend for myself.
And speaking of eating....
Since I got my temporary crown, I've been leery about chewing on that side of my mouth. Thus, I focus most chewing to the opposite side. Which, in turn, aggravates my TMJ on that side.
Sometimes, you just can't win for loosing.
SOOOOO HUNGRY!!
Where are you, woman?!?
I ended up having to fend for myself. Bad for my health, but good for my taste buds.
And we had an interesting email from the school district. Apparently, an employee with the district was fired because they posted something "unacceptable and distasteful" to social media.
It was a F#@k Around and Find Out situation. And I applaud the district's decision.
Well, I certainly hope it will be "happy" for some people. It will not be such for myself.
Today is the funeral service for the young scout who died on Labor Day. He was a good kid. And he had a good chance of earning his Eagle Rank.
The family has kept quiet on the cause of death. I have my thoughts, but I keep them to myself. The how isn't important. Only that it happened and it's sad.
Ultimately, I wish everyone could live to a ripe, old age, then die of natural causes peacefully in their sleep. That, sadly, is not to be. Too much random illness and accident. Too many murderous, cowardly a-holes.
Anyway, the services for the young scout begin with a "memorial walk", starting at 10 am. Then the actual funeral service starts at 11:30. Beyond that, I don't know what's been arranged.
No matter what, I don't see the boy and I being done with that before noon thirty. Maybe 1 pm. That's okay.
I'll probably end up going to the comic book store some time this afternoon.
I've already made plans to hit the grocery store sometime tomorrow.
I started my rewatch of Alice in Borderland last night. Great show. I made it through 4 episodes though. Which is half of season 1. At that rate, I'll probably finish well before Season 3 starts on the 25th.
Unless I take a break and watch something else tonight. Maybe I can introduce the boy to one of my older movies. Something cool and classic. I shall have to ponder this.
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Reminds me of Pinky and the Brain...
"Are you pondering what I'm pondering?
I ordered two more of the Paizo Planet Stories books. Had to find them on a used book website, since (a) Paizo no longer sells physical copies of those books, and (b) even if they did, I haven't purchased anything from Paizo in years, and don't see that ever changing.
I have a list of several more books I'd like to get. I typically purchase them through Abe Books, which facilitates sales from other used-book sellers around the world. If I'm ordering more than one book, I try to see if they are available from the same place, to make shipping them easier.
Well, the funeral service was….nice. Lots of people. The boy’s mother and siblings were in tears. The boy’s father seemed to still be in shock. They had a really nice room displaying pictures and items from the boy’s life.
We haven’t told the family, and I’m not sure I mentioned it here, but I’m putting the boy in for the Spirit of the Eagle Award. It’s a posthumous award Scouting offers. And I have no doubt in my kid that boy would have earned his Eagle rank.
I’ve just got to get it signed off by our Committee Chair, then sent down to Council Headquarters. Hopefully, they’ll approve it.
In the meantime, there’s at least one scout we’ll all have to be keeping an eye on. He and the deceased were good friends, and he’s really taking this hard.
With all that, though, it was nearly 2 pm by the time we got home and had some lunch. Then I got started on laundry and did some reading.
I’ll hit the grocery store tomorrow morning.
I'm declaring it "happy" because I want it to be such. Never mind I have stuff to get done, and might not get to all of it. Nor that tomorrow is Monday and I must return to the office.
It's going to be a cloudy day, from the looks of things. No rai in sight, though. Sadly.
I've got to do my grocery shopping this morning, since we had the funeral yesterday morning. So I'll at least finish my second cup of coffee, then go get ready for the day.
After the grocery store, I've got to take the boy for a haircut. He desperately needs one.
And I was hoping to give the dog a bath, but I don't think that's in the cards. Too little sun. Plus, not enough time. I prefer the dog bath thing BEFORE I shower. And I prefer shower BEFORE I leave the house. And I've got to leave the house BEFORE 10 am, because by then the the first wave of church people will have escaped their self-imprisonment.
And so, I am a victim of time.
Then again, I probably could have been up and about much quicker if I hadn't had any booze last night. Not that I drank myself into oblivion, or anything like that. I just had two glasses of mead.
Even one of those is enough to make me slow moving the next day. I ain't as young as I used to be.
Or, as the great Indiana Jones said...
"It ain't the years. It's the mileage."
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And, baby! I got a lot of mileage. Them tires is worn down something fierce.
I took a break last night from any of the streaming shows I've been watching. Fired up the PS5 and watched The Fifth Element instead. Such a great movie.
I saw an article about cookie sales declining for the Girl Scouts organization. Personally, I say "GOOD!". Not for any particular animosity towards the organization, but only because their cookies are definitely the work of the Devil.
Although the news will probably make Brother #2 very sad. He has a known addiction to Thin Mints.
I recall this one time we kidnapped his cookies. We even left a ransom note. The classic kind that's cut out of newspaper and magazines. Good times.
Grocery shopping? Check!
Hair cut for the boy? Check!
Laundry? In progress!
Chicken marinading? Check!
Lunch? Check!
FaceTime with the Granny? Check!
And I had to clean up broken glass and Worcestershire Sauce from the wife’s nice, freshly mopped floor. That was fun.
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The marinade for the chicken called for 1/4 cup of stout beer. Well, I couldn’t let the rest of it go to waste….
And the timing on the boy’s haircut was impeccable. We got there and the place was empty. Not even two minutes into his haircut and the place had several more customers.
Flawless victory.
I didn't really want to get up and come to this place. Yet here I am.
I wish I could say the drive in was awesome. It was not. Nor was it completely horrific, however. It was sort of in between.
Last night I continued on with Orphan Black.
I think, between now and the 25th, I'll kind of mix it up a bit with TV watching. I'll keep working through my rewatch of Alice In Borderland. However, I'll supplement that with continued Orphan Black. I don't want to finish Borderland too quickly.
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