In which I shill for my YouTube again

YouTube channel update: We finished up Kena: Bridge of Spirits yesterday, which was super cool, and today we’re starting Tails of Iron. I’m far enough ahead on my recordings that I might actually beat the game tonight, and if I don’t it’ll be tomorrow; expect 19-20 episodes total out of this one, so about a week and a half or so. I’m up to 42 followers, which is nothing in the grand scheme of things but I figure the numbers are still going up so that’s good. Go subscribe!

I’m still having fun with this, although it’s taking just a bit more of my time than I’d like since I’m getting home so late this year. If I was still on last year’s schedule I don’t think I’d feel like it was such a time sink since I’d have more of my late afternoon/evenings to do stuff with. Like, my schedule most days is get home from work, eat dinner, record for an hour, write a blog post, decompress for half an hour, and then bed. I feel like, y’know, some family time or something might be cool.

(Thinks)

Yeah, that’s what I’ve got for tonight, I think. Nothing significant happened at work today and I haven’t read or watched anything since my last book update, so I am, at least, blessedly drama-free right now. I’m sure now that I’ve said that the entire world will explode.

Blech

Colin Powell died today; if you’ve been around for a while you can probably predict my feelings on all aspects of that situation without me going to the trouble to type them. Today is also the last day of my Fall Break– moving into the last couple of hours, frankly– and if you’ve been around for a while you can probably predict my feelings on all aspects of that situation without me going to the trouble to type them just as well.

My wife just came into the office to get some work done and I asked her if she had any strong opinions she’d like to express on my blog and she declined. So I’m going to get a couple of minor things done for work that I’ve been putting off and finish listening to Finneas Eilish’s debut album (so far, thumbs up, but we’ll see if I’m still listening to it in a month) and then I think I’ll curl up with a book or something. Tomorrow, perhaps, I shall have Opinions on Things.

In which that’s enough of that

(Trigger warning)

See if you can find a theme in the last several books I’ve read. The first is Dorothy Allison’s Bastard out of Carolina, which is about growing up poor in South Carolina. The second is Robert Heinlein’s The Puppet Masters, and the third is Denise Giardina’s The Unquiet Earth, which is a generational saga about coal miners in Kentucky and West Virginia that starts during the Depression and ends during the Reagan years.

Did you guess sexual assault? Good goddamn job. Both Bastard and Unquiet Earth feature explicit scenes of sexual assault, and of children no less, and Heinlein was a misanthropic son of a bitch who doesn’t pass up a single chance in his book to have his main character hit a woman. Puppet Masters is less explicitly rapey than the other books, but the MC in that book doesn’t give a damn about consent more or less across the board, at one point spending the night in the home of a woman he doesn’t have a sexual relationship with and getting mad when he discovers she’s locked him out of her bedroom. How does he discover this? He tries to get into her bedroom after she goes to bed.

Bastard and Unquiet Earth are both really good books despite the subject matter. Heinlein has had his last chance with me; I’m tossing him on the pile of Important Cultural Figures I Don’t Care About; he and Stanley Kubrick can hang out together and make things I won’t enjoy together. The next book I’m reading is a fucking slave narrative, so I don’t expect things to get any less bleak for at least the next couple hundred pages, but after that I’m going to have to read a few happy books in a row, because all of this is starting to wear on me. That, and maybe I shouldn’t have saved all the states where “living here is a nightmare” is a theme of all their literature until the end of this project.


I swear I had something else that was going to go in this spot, but I just spent twenty minutes sitting in front of the computer and screwing around on my phone, so … apparently not?

Go watch this trailer

For someone who doesn’t actually buy Batman comic books, I am surprisingly purist about the character, and haven’t liked a Batman movie in … well, since 1989, and I’m pretty sure if I revisited the original Batman I wouldn’t like it any more. So I’m surprised that I’m vibing with the trailers for this one. Quite surprised, honestly, because: are they genuinely going for the angle that Batman is a psychopath here? Is that what’s happening? The comics have made the idea either text or subtext for a long time– that Batman is just the mirror image of his villains, and that it’s pure coincidence or luck that he turned out to be the good guy in the equation– but I don’t recall that the movies have played with it very much. But Robert Pattinson’s Batman really comes off as nuts.

And absolutely ridiculously bulletproof, too, but that’s a whole different conversation.

I still want a film noir Batman movie set in the 1920s, by the way. I’ll never, ever get it, but I want it.

How about no?

Sure, WordPress, I’ll drop $36K a year minimum on analytics for my hundred hits a day and the no money this blog is making me. These advertising dollars were well spent!

(I pay $90 a year for the blog. Why the hell do they think this is relevant to me?)

I’ve got nothing today, really, but I’m about to go live over at YouTube for a little while so pop on over, say hi, and subscribe. 🙂