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Mean, Mean Fries…

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Thursday – 01 February 2024
Yesterday, a friend posted the following image and I incorrectly assumed that it was a misspelling of a lyric from “The Spirit of Radio.”

Because, let’s be honest: My baseline default for many things is Rush lyrics.

Said friend corrected me with lyrics from “The Sound of Silence,” which NEVER even crossed my mind because “The Sound of Silence” is WAAAAAY down on my Pop Culture Meter. Almost to the point of not even being ON the meter.

Another friend deftly swept in with this picture, one I’ve seen before, but never fails to make me laugh:

My immediate response to which was: “Well, his fries are not for rent…”

But, given the way I’m wired, I couldn’t just leave well enough alone with just that one line…. and three minutes later, I’d come up with the following:

No, his fries are not for rent
But his poutine is heaven-sent
Maple syrup’s a worthy expense
For his pancake excellence!

Chopped liver!

::: guitar riff :::

I regret nothing, but do apologize to the late Neil Peart for my impertinence (imPeartinence?).

On a Sunday evening…

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Sunday – 19 December 2021
Hello.
Hello again.

December is two-thirds over. It’s almost time for a visit from a certain figure who has been called “jolly” and classified as an “Elf,” although almost all of the Frost Elves I’ve ever seen have a slightly more pale – almost bluish – complexion.

But, let’s face it: All racial types have outliers. So, I guess it isn’t really “a thing.”

Speaking of which: If you’re not familiar with Neil Gaiman’s short story “Nicholas Was,” go find and read it.

Today started with brunch with some of the Clitorati. We were originally going to go to Prohibition, but as we didn’t have a reservation – and didn’t want to wait for 60-ish minutes for a table, we wound up at the Factory of Cheesecakes. And there was coffee. And mimosas. And coffee.

Our conversation covered many topics, including (but not limited to):

  • Movies.
  • Television.
  • Alcohol.
  • Politics.
  • The Politics of Alcohol in Utah.
  • Parenthood.

I’ve missed these conversations – even when we disagree on points – because we tend to have our perspectives broadened by entertaining different viewpoints.

After that, I tried to track down a battery to replace the one in our garage door opener. It was a failed attempt, despite the all-knowing Google telling me that a vendor near home had one. BAH. Fortunately, I found another vendor that carried it and Sara was able to pick it up while running an errand.

The afternoon wrapped up with me watching an NFL battle between the Green Bay Packers and the Ravens. The Packers won… by one point… marking the second time in three weeks that the Ravens have lost by trying to win on a last-ditch two-point conversion. Not the call I would have made, but there’s probably a good reason (or dozens of them) that I’m not coaching in the NFL. And it is surprisingly easy to coach from the safety and comfort of an armchair.

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  • I’ve been watching Arcane: League of Legends over the past couple of weeks. I have not played LoL, so this was an introduction to the world of the game. I was taken by the animation style and the world-building they did over the course of the nine episodes of the first season.
  • I also recently finished Masters of the Universe: Revelation. I watched episodes of the original He-Man and the Masters of the Universe growing up, but it was more “something to have on” than “I LOVE THIS SHOW!” And, the old cartoon was also part of the “Every show has to have a poignant lesson for kids” cavalcade of shows.

    Revelation, however, was a solid, well-written and well-cast show. That didn’t pull punches. Nor did it try to be the original show… much to the obvious chagrin to many old-school die-hards. (What I really wanted to say there was “People who can’t get out of their own way and past their own head-canon to enjoy something new.” But that would have been a little harsh. Not as harsh as “Whiny people – mostly guys – who are mad that it isn’t exactly the same as their power-fantasy childhood nostalgic favorite cartoon,” but you get the gist.)
  • A commercial for the new Matrix movie just came on, and I’m wondering why it wasn’t just called Matrix: Rebooted.
  • I guess that I should also mention that I saw Spider-Man: No Way Home last week. There was A LOT to take in. Yes, there is something that I wasn’t 100% happy with – and have found that a friend agreed with me on that point – but I really liked the movie. It hit all the right beats and lived up to its hype. And more importantly, it surprised me in places. Well done, Sony and Marvel. Well done.

Tuesday…? Sure, why not? (or “A Day in the Life”)

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Tuesday – 13 July 2021
This has been an interesting day.

I woke up this morning to the sound of the coffee maker making coffee. However, the thought process that accompanied hearing that went more like this:

Why is the coffee pot on so early… on a Saturday?!

I decided to let it go, rather than to get up and stop it and restart it later. We’d just have to deal with twice-baked coffee.

Reality settled in a few moments later, a little sadly. I got up and started the day.

Fast forward to noon: We’re having a Teams-based training session, that I had to support. #LifeInIT About thirty minutes before the meeting, I went to Crown Burger (local, family-owned chain) to pick up lunch. Since it was National French Fry Day, potato-y goodness was in the forefront of my mind. And a pastrami burger seemed like a good counterpart for it.

I got back to the office, joined the meeting, muted my mic, and made sure that my camera was off. And then began to eat.

In order to make things easier to organize on my computer’s desktop, I lifted my laptop lid to rearrange screens. Almost immediately, I received three (3) messages, all basically saying the same thing: I want french fries, too!

Nine Hells…

I’d neglected to check to see if opening my laptop screen would cause the camera to automatically activate. (It did.) And, thus roughly two-hundred people had the opportunity to watch me shoveling french fries into my mouth. (It wasn’t quite that gluttonous an event, but you get the gist.)

Once I realized what happened, I ran through a short and semi-panicked checklist to see if I’d done anything untoward after opening my laptop (I hadn’t) and shut down the camera. Mischief managed, I resumed eating. And quietly thanked God and the rest of the Heavenly Host that I hadn’t leaned in for a bite of my burger. My big thought – after realizing that I hadn’t done anything truly embarrassing – was: If people watching me stuff fries in my face was the worst thing that happens to me today, I’m fine with that. And, let’s be honest: All things considered, it was a fairly innocuous thing to have caught on camera. And it actually makes me laugh, when I think about how it must have looked to everyone.

Fast foward again to this evening…
We’ve extended Team DiVa’s bedtime to 9:00 PM in the past couple of months, with a caveat: They can stay up until nine, but they have to be in their room and can read in bed. Typically, one of them will ask Sara to join them. Tonight, I got called up to the big leagues! Vanessa asked me if I’d read with her. I was delighted to do so. It also gave me the opportunity to finally start in on a book that I’ve had for months: Ta-Nehisi Coates’ The Water Dancer. I’m about twenty pages in, but I’m liking it.

Hopefully, Sunday Wednesday won’t be quite as eventful.

Scenes from the Parenthood or “DiVa’s Infinite Playlist”

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Sunday – 06 June 2021
Kids can delightful, laughter-inducing angels of joy.

They can also be emissaries from the deepest pits of Hell.

And sometimes they can be both, within a matter of minutes. Seriously. The change can be as fickle and swift as the direction from which the wind blows.

Something that people – usually those who’ve had a kid or two before you – neglect to tell you is about the vigor with which kids sometimes glom onto new things, like toys, games, TV shows, or music.

Our ladies are BIG FANS of the L.O.L Surprise Dolls line of toys, for example.

L.O.L. Surprise!! Doll Series 1 - - Amazon.com

And, NO, I’m not giving them flak for that, given that I have an ever-growing collection of dolls action figures “photography subjects.” I’m self-aware enough to realize how hypocritical that would be.

Likewise, they have become big supporters of our Nintendo Switch, especially when they ask me to play The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild.

The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild for Nintendo Switch - Nintendo Game  Details

And when I say “ask me to play,” I actually mean “get me to play so that they can tell me what to do/where to go in the game.”

I won’t even go into how they’ve binged TV shows that catch their interest, but I will say that I had NO IDEA how many “magical girl,” Sailor Moon-esque series there were and I’m sure that we’ve only barely scratched the surface there.

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And, music…? Same brand, different flavor.

I should have known that something was up when I started listening to Jungle’s Busy Earnin’ and they effectively put it on solid repeat on our smart speaker.

But I didn’t.

Perhaps I should have gotten a clue when they did the same thing with Just Loud’s Soul Train.

Nope.

Ghostbusters (I’m Not Afraid), by Fallout Boy? Still nope.

Sucker, by the Jonas Brothers?  I might have started to get an inkling of an idea. Maybe.

What can I say, I’m a slow learner sometimes.

The Weeknd’s Blinding Lights?

Okay, by this time, I finally managed to find two brain cells to rub together and come up with “a clue.”

Their latest infatuation has been Dua Lipa. Mostly Levitating

…but they have branched out a bit and will just tell the smart speaker to shuffle her songs. And it’s not just playing her songs, but randomly breaking out into song, like they’re on Fame or in Enchanted. Repeatedly.

At this point, I might as well just save some money and quit my Spotify and Amazon Music subscriptions because I have in-home, stereophonic singing. On repeat. Sometimes with the added benefit of dancing.

And I wouldn’t trade it for anything.

Taking a breath

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Monday – 26 April 2021
As I write this – 34,000 feet above… wherever I am… I am reflecting on the whirlwind of the past weekend.

A few weeks ago, I received my second COVID-19 vaccination. At the time that I had scheduled it, Sara suggested that I should go visit my mother. I couldn’t fault her logic and that’s what I did. Among other things.

I flew into BWI Thursday afternoon, arriving much later than planned, thanks to a mechanical issue with my outbound flight.


I had made plans with three of my Godparents’ kids – and my three oldest friends – to meet up at our aunt’s house as a surprise to her. It’s been over 15 years since the four of us have been in the same place at the same time. Unfortunately, my flight delay caused me to miss seeing one of them. But, the surprise for my aunt worked all the same, as she didn’t connect the dots as to why three of “her kids” just showed up so unexpectedly. (I later found out that she had attributed the arrival of two of them to having recently talked with their mother.) When I showed up, she was surprised. Again. She even asked if I knew that the others would be there. I smiled and simply told her, “I told them to be here.” It was great to see everyone.

Leaving there, I took “the back way” from her house to my father’s. I knocked on the door and my father answered. I told him that I thought I might have taken a wrong turn somewhere. He laughed at that and ushered me into the house. Surprise #2: CHECK!

Years ago, when my paternal grandmother was alive, I’d occasionally drive from North Carolina to West Virginia to visit her for the day. I’d often arrive unannouced, so that she wouldn’t go to a lot of trouble preparing lunch for me. (Surprising no one, she still wound up feeding me well whenever I did that.) Since I’d showed up unexpectedly in Baltimore, I figured that I could get away with a light something to eat. My father is most definitely my grandmother’s son. Within minutes, he’d prepared a meal of mashed potatoes, green beans, chicken, sweet potatoes, and rice. Again, I ate well.

The next morning I woke up – perhaps a bit more leisurely than I had originally intended – and watched the finale of “The Falcon and the Winter Soldier.” I had some speculation as to how the series might/should end and had decided to prepare the day’s #CapesAndCoffee Instagram post to reflect that. I also posted it Thursday night, so that they were still firmly in the “fan speculation” camp, rather than the “Spoilers, Sweetie…” camp.

After getting ready, I stopped by my Godsister, Tammy’s, house and basically told her “Get in, Loser. We’re going to North Carolina for the weekend. She needed some time away, after dealing with the recent loss of her mother. She fought me for a while, but eventually decided to go, after her husband agreed that a change of pace might do her good.

The drive to NC was good. And slow. Construction traffic slow. Extra hour-and-a-half construction traffic slow. Fortunately, I had Tammy with me. We gabbed the whole way down.

We arrived at my mother’s just as they were getting ready for dinner. The look of surprise on her face as she saw the two of us at the dinner table was priceless and easily worth all the Secret Squirrel-like efforts it took to keep my trip a secret.

Saturday, I drove into Greensboro to meet my friend, Don, for lunch. While waiting, I stopped in to visit my old comic shop stomping grounds, Acme Comics. It was fun to be in familiar (though updated and different) surroundings. When Don walked in, the manager immediately recognized him and we all chatted for a bit.

Our original lunch choice had a longer wait than either of us wanted, so we went to Mac’s Speed Shop – a barbecue place. The food was good, but again, the company was better. Over lunch, I noted to Don that we actually met 31 years ago (plus or minus a couple of weeks) from this weekend. At Acme Comics. Trippy.

After we parted ways, I ran an errand for my sister and headed home. On the way, I called William, a friend with whom I also hadn’t seen/spoken with in a while. As we chatted, I remembered that he lived on the way back to Mom’s… if I changed my course a little. So I did. As I got nearer to the address that I remembered, I realized something: He’d moved in the past few years. Bugger. I didn’t remember “where” that was, although I knew that it was in the same rough area. I pulled off the road I was on, into a cul-de-sac, to get the new address. As I pulled further into the circle, I saw a truck. With the logo of the company William works for on the side. That’s right, serendipity and/or dumb luck put me at his front door.

I went in and saw William, his wife, and his youngest son… whom I hadn’t seen since he was roughly Team DiVa’s age. I also noted to William that we’d met 31 years ago, when he worked at Acme. William then called his daughter, my Goddaughter Britney (so named long before Ms. Spears became a household name) and turned the phone in my direction. She told me to hold on, she was coming over, as she only lived a few miles down the road. I hadn’t seen her in about the same number of years. She also introduced me to her husband and toddler. (I told William that he must be getting old.) It was yet another good reunion.

Back home to hang out with the family. I also installed a new shower head (the errand). We watched part of the memorial for DMX, which was something of a hot mess. And by “something,” I mean “totally.” We used Mortal Kombat as a palate cleanser. It was, as Don had called it, “big, dumb fun.”

Sunday afternoon saw Tammy and me back on the road, heading home. She admitted that she didn’t realize just how good that was for her and how much she needed it. She even told me that I won that round. I told her that I wasn’t trying to win, I was just trying to help.

The drive back was marred by the revelation that my old familiar stop in Richmond – Friendly’s Restaurant – was no longer there. (There are actually NO Friendly’s in Virginia these days, apparently. Mood: CRUSHED. I was able to ease the pain with a chocolate-dipped cone from the Dairy Queen one exit further up the road. Traffic then got a bit dodgy, not because of construction, but because of a couple of accidents. It wasn’t as stop-and-go as the construction traffic on the way to North Carolina, but it did go from freeway speed to 45 MPH more than “a few” times.

After dropping Tammy off, I called a cousin with whom I hadn’t spoken in far too long. He was at his sister’s house, not far from my father’s… so I stopped in to see them both.

Turns out that we haven’t seen each other in over 15 years! This was also made evident as I was introduced to two of my second cousins, both of whom had been born in that time.

Back home. More food.

This morning, I got ready, packed, and took my father – my stepmother wasn’t up for it – out to breakfast at Miss Shirley’s. I had a delicious omelet with lump crab meat. Crab. Not Krab. Straight out of the bay. Did I mention that it was delicious? Because, it was. I dropped Dad back at home, said “Goodbye” to the parents and headed back to the airport.

But, wait! There’s more!

My flight to Salt Lake City had a stopover in Detroit. I got to see Amy – former Utah resident and Evie’s breeder – for the first time in five years!

She brought a very tasty gyro and coffee(!) with her. We didn’t have a lot of time to spend, but it was great to see her.

Back to the airport and on to SLC. At this point, we’re about forty-five minutes from landing.

To say that this was a good weekend would be a horrible understatement. Seeing my mother was the main point of this trip. Sure, I’ve been able to see and talk with her online, but to BE there and talk with her was on an entirely different level. Add to that the fact that I was able to:

  • Surprise BOTH sets of parents…
  • AND surprise my aunt (not just me, but also with the others!)…
  • AND see so many other family members and friends…
  • AND be able to give my grieving Godsister a couple days’ respite and breathing room?

All of these things together were a great balm for the mind, body, and soul.

Namaste.

The Black and White Suite

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Tuesday – 19 January 2021

I went down a bit of a rabbit hole, this is the result… in chronolgical order:

  • Black and White – Three Dog Night

  • Black or White – Michael Jackson
  • Black Tie White Noise – David Bowie ft. Al B. Sure!

#grooveboogiesway

Meanwhile, in Angel Grove…

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Tuesday – 17 October 2020
Just so you know, the irony is not lost on me.

That moment when you realize that the thing you joked about and maybe even mocked a bit becomes something you own.

But, I’m getting ahead of myself…

Back in the 90s, my friend, Christine, was a pretty big fan of Saban’s Mighty Morphin Power Rangers. As any good friend would, I gave her a fair bit of good-natured grief about it, over the years. But, I also got it: MMPR was one of her warm, fuzzy, happy places, much like some comics were – and still are – for me.

So, you can imagine how stupidly and ironically funny it is to me that I would be able to take this picture. At home. Thirty-odd years later.

Yep, that’s right… I have added all five of the Quick-Change Color Kids to my tiny plastic friends.

It started with the Pink Ranger, as a figure to use with Gwenpool and Ghost-Spider for my Wednesday #CapesAndCoffee posts. (Because “On Wednesdays, we wear pink.” Duh.) Then, I wound up getting the Blue Ranger, because I have a horrible song-related pun in my head that’s eventually going to work its way out. Next up, the Yellow Ranger. She was fiendishly hard to find when released – and I also still had no interest in getting her when originally released – but word got out that a local clearance center wound up with a dozen or so, and I thought, “Why not,” and picked up two. That turned out to be a fortuitous move, as a friend who collects figures had a Yellow Ranger with a bad paint job. I offered up my extra Ranger… for which he traded me the Black Ranger.

Damn. Now I had four-fifths of the team, I couldn’t let that go. So I wound up ordering the Red Ranger last week.

Yeah, I know.

Fast forward to this past Saturday: I’m up early with Evie and, after a trip outside to let her use the loo and run around a bit, we were hanging out on the sofa. I was surfing channels and wound up hitting Shout Factory TV. And there it was: Super Sentai Zyuranger – the show from which Saban’s Mighty Morphin Power Rangers was… derived, if not born. (If you’re not familiar with the “how” and “why,” check out the MMPR episode of The Toys That Made Us.) And I watched about half of an episode. It was the introduction of the Green Ranger. In SSZ, the Green Ranger turns out to be the brother of the Red Ranger, as opposed to a relatively random kid chosen to foil the Rangers’ efforts.

So, here we are. I will also freely admit that I’m debating whether or not to add the Green Ranger to the Color Guard, at this point.

But, as I said above: The irony is not lost on me.

Now, if you’ll excuse me, it’s Morphin time.

Circles

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Monday – 26 October 2020
I guess they’ve really been more “ellipses” than “circles,” but let’s not get too pedantic here. Regardless, as of 7:00 AM EDT this morning, I have completed fifty of them. “Them” being orbits of the sun.

The best part: It doesn’t feel like it’s been fifty years.

Playgrounds say “youthful,” right?!

In the last fifty years (that still sounds really weird…), I’ve been able to do a lot of amazing things. I look forward to discovering and doing a lot more.

I need to bring up kids, for a minute. (Don’t worry, this stays with the “circle theme.”) Becoming a parent has been a highly educational experience. And I don’t mean helping them with schoolwork while they are distance learning, either. I mean in terms of seeing things “for the first time,” again. (See? brought it back right there.) The most recent example of this came over the weekend:

I’ve had an old game, X-Men Legends, on my mind, since referencing it in a “Capes and Coffee” post a couple of weeks ago. So, I unearthed my Xbox – my Gen1 Xbox – Friday night. After a little searching, I found my copy of Legends… along with the 2001 Spider-Man game, X-Men: Next Dimension, and Marvel Ultimate Alliance.

I fired up X-Men: Next Dimension first, because… X-Men fighting game! That was a slog. Not just the play, but also the graphics – they were far from “high definition.” That didn’t stop me for playing for an hour or more before going to bed.

Saturday, I played a little bit of Legends.

And that’s when Vanessa came out to see what I was doing, eyes wide as if to ask “What is THIS videogame goodness that I have not seen or played before…?!” She asked if she could play and I let her. She was over the moon. While I had a nostalgic fondness for the game, she was discovering it for the first time. (I make a point of not typically telling the ladies “how” to play games, so they have to learn on their own and also have the experience of playing without me just walking them through games.) Vanessa did ask me to help her get past Mystique at one point; I obliged.

Sunday afternoon saw both ladies playing – handing off the controller at first and later playing co-op, after they had unlocked another character. Both of them discovering new things.

And having fun.

And I’ve had fun “replaying” the game, albeit vicariously.

These two young ladies keep me – and Sara – on our toes. And I don’t really think that we’d want it any other way.

Continuing the Sara and Team DiVa train of thought – and returning to the birthday mainline – they made sure that I had a good birthday. They let me sleep in (a bit) this morning. Evie came in and gave me her happy birthday wishes. Sara went to off to work, leaving me at home with Team DiVa and Evie. Later in the day, I went gallivanting around town; I found nothing that I couldn’t absolutely live without, however. Back at home, we had dinner from Macaroni Grill (“Hello, Chicken Marsala!”) and an ice cream cake. And, yes, there were presents:

  • A new sketchbook,
  • A gift certificate to my local comic shop,
  • The new Madden game,
  • The new Rogue and Pyro Marvel Legends set, and
  • a candy dispenser that Team DiVa made without our knowledge or assistance!

Yeah, the ladies worked together to make a candy dispenser, based on something they saw in a science video series. They said that it wasn’t quite the same as the one they saw, but this one works pretty well – candy goes in the top and comes out the bottom! We have some precocious kids! (I discovered, after taking this picture, that the candy dispenser was NOT for my birthday, but was a family present. Oh, well. I’m still very proud of them!)

Fun Fact – Something that didn’t dawn on me until last night: I was born on a Monday. And thus, the theme of circles I started this post with has another level of depth.

And has come… full circle.

Namaste.

Stray Toaster Central

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Friday – 04 September 2020
Just posting a few things that have caught my eye, from various corners of the Internet…

Chadwick Boseman (1976-2020)

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Saturday – 29 August 2020

King T’Chaka: What is wrong, my son?
T’Challa: I am not ready, Baba.
King T’Chaka: Have you not prepared to be king your whole life? Have you not trained and studied, been by my side?
T’Challa: That is not what I am talking about. I am not ready to be without you.
King T’Chaka: A man who has not prepared his children for his own death has failed as a father. Have I ever failed you?
T’Challa: Never.

John Kani and Chadwick Boseman as King T’Chaka and Prince T’Challa in Black Panther

Friday, after a four-year long battle with cancer, Chadwick Boseman departed this world. Too soon. Too young.

It turns out that it was we who were not ready.

I did not know him personally. I never had the opportunity to meet him. But, I appreciated the works of his that I saw. I also appreciated his love for his fan base and his dedication uphold what appears to have been a rather high personal standard.

The world is a little bit darker place with his death.

I wish his family and loved ones well in this time of loss.

I could sit here and find any number of things to say about his life, his work, and even his legacy. The historic figures he portrayed, as well as characters created specifically for stage and film. Instead, I will simply refer you to the following links for a few of things in which I was privileged enough to participate that tied into his role as Black Panther:

Unfortunately, recordings of the Black Panther-related FanX panels in which I participated do not appear to be available.

T’Challa: In my culture, death is not the end. It’s more of a stepping off point. You reach out with both hands and Bast and Sekhmet, they lead you into the green veld where… you can run forever.

Chadwick Boseman as Prince T’Challa – The Black Panther in Captain America: Civil War

Rest in Power.
Rest in Peace.
Run forever.

Wakanda Forever.

And now these headlines…

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Saturday – 01 August 2020
Today begins a new month in a year that has thrown more curveballs than Dwight Gooden.

Let’s see if it will ease off the gas enough to let us catch our collective breath… if only for a few brief moments.

Stray Toasters

Stay safe.

“Set Adrift on Memory Bliss…”

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Sunday – 31 May 2020
This morning, I woke up a little earlier than expected. Nothing was wrong, I was just awake. I went to the kitchen to start coffee a’brewing, opened the blinds, let Evie out of her crate. A pretty typical start to the day.

After taking Evie outside for an uneventful – and non-productive – excursion, I came in, sat on the sofa, and turned on the TV. The past few weeks, I might have turned on CBS Sunday Morning, but my heart just wasn’t up for news today. I flipped past NBC’s Meet the Press and wound up letting it play in the background, while I distracted myself with other things.

At 9:00, I turned to Heroes & Icons to watch an episode of Old Man in Tights The Adventures of Superman, because… Superman.

George Reeve in The Adventures of Superman

As the last few episodes that I’ve watched were in color, I was a little shocked to see that it was a black-and-white episode. When the title card came up, it was one that I didn’t recognize: “Superman on Earth.” So, I sat back and took it in…

It was the FIRST episode of the first season, one that I’d never seen in all of the years I’ve watched the show! It went all the way back to just before Krypton’s explosion, as Jor-El tried to explain the ruling council members that they should make preparations for the planet’s demise.

Sidebar: If you have a young, hot-shot scientist – who isn’t given to hyperbole and whose expertise no one has had any reason to doubt, by the way – and he tells you, “We’re on the clock… start building ships, ’cause we need to raise up and roll out,” you might want to listen to him. Just saying.

Anyway, you know the spiel:

  • Jor-El tells the old dudes.
  • They scoff.
  • Jor-El and Lara put their only child in a prototype rocket.
  • Planet goes ‘splodey.
  • Rocket lands on Earth.

And here’s where things get a little different than what most people currently know about Superman: There’s no Jonathan or Martha Kent.

That’s not to say that there aren’t any Kents, just not the ones modern audiences know. The characters that we’ve come to know as “Jonathan” and “Martha” were originally named “Eben” and “Sarah,” even in the comics. Still farmers. Still in Smallville, Kansas. Just not “Jonathan” and “Martha.”

Man, that would have screwed things up in Batman vs. Superman

But, I digress.

In the 22 minute episode, not only did we see all of the above, but also:

  • a twelve-year-old Clark wondering why he was different than other kids and being consoled by Martha.
  • The death of Jonathan.
  • Clark’s journey to Metropolis, and
  • How Clark met the Daily Planet gang AND scooped Lois on the first appearance of Superman.

All-in-all, I was not only thrilled to see an episode I’d never seen, but I also quite enjoyed how tightly – if dripping in 50’s Sci-Fi cheesiness – it introduced the characters and set up all you needed to know about Superman.

A Slice of Life, with a Side of Nostalgia

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Sunday – 26 April 2020
This morning, I got up when Evie started whining. She didn’t want to go out, she just wanted to be out of her crate. No big deal. She stepped out of her crate, stretched, and immediately proceeded to plop down in a chair and doze for the better part of the next hour. I turned on CBS News Sunday Morning and half-watched/half-dozed through the show.

Just before breakfast, while trying to decide when I wanted to get on to the “less fun/more work” part of the day, I flipped to H&I (Heroes and Icons) and found an episode of The Adventures of Superman or “Old Man in Tights,” as Jess used to call it.

George Reeves in The Adventures of Superman

I grew up watching this show, so to say that I have a soft spot for it – cheesy as its 50s standards may be – is something of an understatement. It still makes my inner 5/6 year-old grin like a fiend. I watched a few minutes, before heading to eat. 

I had also noted that a couple of episodes of Batman – yes, the 60s Adam West and Burt Ward series – was airing next. Team DiVa finished breakfast in enough time to watch the last third or so of the first episode. When it finished, Vanessa shouted “Next episode!” Did my geek heart proud, it did. She and Diana watched it. They made no comment as to whether or not they wanted to see other episodes. I won’t push the subject; we’ll see what they decide.

After Batman, there was an episode of Wonder Woman. I watched most of it. Not even remotely ashamed to admit it. Added bonus: Roy Rogers was the guest star.

Lynda Carter and Roy Rogers

I did a little IMDB-digging and found out that this episode, titled “The Bushwackers,” was Rogers’ last appearance on TV or film. The episode also featured Richard Eastham and Henry Darrow, both of whom were television staples of the 60s, 70s, and 80s… as well as a very young, pre-The Young and the Restless Kristoff St. John.

It was a fun start to a Sunday.

Nitro.

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Wednesday – 31 July 2019
Yesterday morning, my Inbox contained an email from Starbuck’s (the coffee shop, not the Viper pilot 🙁 ). It was an ad for their nitro cold brew. One of the tag lines for it was: “Cold, lush and velvety-smooth. ”

Naturally, this almost immediately reparsed in my head as the introduction to a new prime-time PI show:

He’s cold. He’s lush. And, he’s velvety-smooth.

He’s… Nitro Coldbrew.

Coming this Fall to prime-time.

I regret nothing.

And where… is the Batman?!

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Thursday – 25 July 2019
The Lady SaraRules! has made it her current mission to watch all four of the 80s/90s Batman movies:

We watched Batman a few nights ago. While a bit dated, I still enjoy it. Although, I admit that Burton’s concept of a Batman who kills misses the mark a bit. I actually enjoy both Keaton’s Bruce Wayne and his Batman.

We watched Batman Returns last night. I seemed to recall that I thought the movie was “okay,” when I originally saw it, but that it felt a little… “off.” Watching it again, I found that it was not only “not good,” but that it was steeped in sexual… I can’t really call it “innuendo,” because there was absolutely no subtlety to it.

Tonight, we’re watching Batman Forever. I remember enjoying this movie years ago. Even going so far as to defend it against naysayers. I watched it again a few years ago and discovered that nostalgia (and lack of age/sophistication) when I originally saw it colored my opinion. That is to say: “It ain’t a great movie.” I’d daresay that the best part of this movie is its soundtrack. This movie was also the beginning of the end of the Batman franchise for nearly twenty years. Joel Schumaker, who directed both this and its follow-up, has gone on the record as saying that he thought that audiences wanted a campy film, more in the vein of the 60s televsion show. (a Not the case.) And I never really paid attention to some of the musical cues before; there seem to be some call-backs to the way they used music in the 60s show. Holy crap. I forgot that Drew Barrymore was in this!

At some point, Sara wants to watch Batman and Robin (or “Robin II,” as my friend Nizlee calls it). She is on her own for that one. I haven’t watched that movie since seeing in the theatre over 20 years ago… and I don’t really see a reason to break that streak. And the best part of this movie really is its soundtrack.

Maybe I’ll be able to convince Sara to watch Batman: Mask of the Phantasm. I mean for the sake of completion, of course.

Batman: Mask of the Phantasm (1993) – Kevin Conroy

We shall see…