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Screen Shot 2019-03-26 at 7.00.49 PMThis isn’t going to be a post about Avengers: Endgame— it’s not going to be a post about much of anything, to be completely honest– but I wanted to take a second and point out that Thor has two different colored eyes now, which I think is a nice touch.  I had figured that Rocket giving him the prosthetic eye in Infinity War was a way to keep all of Chris Hemsworth’s(*) pretty face on screen at once and that they’d just decided not to worry about him losing an eye in Thor: Ragnarok, but apparently they haven’t completely forgotten about it.

I want lots of jokes from Rocket about stealing body parts in Endgame.

I haven’t mentioned it, but I’ve actually been on Sorta Spring Break for the last two days, the first two days of my son’s Spring Break, which I had to take off because as usual neither my wife nor I are very bright and we failed to secure alternate childcare.  I’m back to work Wednesday through Friday and then I get my own Spring Break, and I’ll have him with me for all of that.  Thus far, Spring Break 2019 has been … uninspiring.  There’s been lots of The Amazing Adventures of Gumball and video games.  We might go to the zoo a couple of times next week, which will be about as exciting as it gets.  There will be reading; I haven’t read enough books in March so I need to get a good head start on April.  Maybe even some writing if I get completely crazy, but don’t hold your breath.

There’s an actual post– with content! up on Patreon, for those of you for whom that is significant.  Normally this is the part where I’d recommend you join us over there, but I haven’t been updating it much lately and frankly feel like I’ve been mistreating my Patrons.  But there’s something new over there, and there will be at least two more posts before March is over.  So if you’re already a Patron, go check that out, and maybe comment if the mood strikes you, and if you’re not … well, $2 a month still gets you a whole book.  That’s not nothing, right?

(*) Whose name I originally rendered as “Hemingsworth,” because my brain’s a touch on the melty side at the moment, and which my spell checker caught and properly corrected.  Which, honestly, weirds me out a bit.