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Ow

On By Luther M. SilerIn idiocy4 Comments

So: today I spent the morning reading a book, cover to cover, that I hated so much I might hate-review it and yet I couldn’t put it down, and then I spent a good chunk of the evening playing a game to the point where my wrists hurt, which hasn’t happened in a very long time, and I’m not sure if I like the game.

So, to be clear, today has been a day absolutely stuffed with bad decisions and I strongly recommend you pay no attention to anything I think, forever.

Typing hurts, so we’re gonna call it a night early, my apologies. I’ll wear my brace tonight and see if I can’t complain about the shitty book tomorrow.

Today’s dilemmas

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Dilemma the First: I have a student this year who is quite easily the most profoundly disabled kid I’ve ever had in my classroom. Today, somehow in my room without his supposed-to-be-constant paraprofessional– someone else just brought him into the room in his wheelchair and left— he got out of said wheelchair to lie down on the floor and cry about how he wasn’t allowed to use his iPad in his previous class. He has spoken to me a few times. I have only understood perhaps 20% of what he has said to me. I have, literally, no idea how I might educate him, and even less idea why he is in a mainstreamed classroom.

Sub-Dilemma: I haven’t read any of my IEPs yet, including this kid’s, and I am terrified of what I might find in it. I am hoping to find time to read IEPs this weekend.

Dilemma the Second: Kamala Harris is speaking after my bedtime tonight, and I am not sure how I am going to be both asleep and watching her speech. Furthermore, there is a Big Surprise coming tonight, and I am not only not sure what the Big Surprise might be (Taylor Swift will endorse Harris and then announce a new album the day after the election, but only if Harris wins) but I also don’t know when it is, and I bet I’ll be in bed for it too. I have otherwise ignored both conventions this year, although some of the clips I’ve seen on TikTok have made me regret not paying more attention to the Democratic one.

Dilemma the Third: I have too many video games to play and books to read. I need another month before school starts, please. Black Myth Wukong just came out and I’m still not really done with the Elden Ring DLC. Can we redo the calendar?

Dilemma the Fourth: My son turns 13 tomorrow, meaning that I will be the father of a teenager, which is incomprehensible. Unfortunately, he is also his mother’s son in addition to being my son, which means that he doesn’t want anything for his birthday and also won’t commit to making any plans. This is not teenagerdom and wanting to avoid his parents raring its head; it’s his biological destiny. I am the only fucker on either side of my family who it is possible to buy things for. It’s bloody annoying.

Dilemma the Fifth: I have not quite told the truth in Dilemma the Fourth. He would like a “gamer laptop.” He has never touched Windows and does not know a single damn thing about how computer specs work. We’d be looking at $1000 easy and probably $16-1700 for a decent rig (“decent,” not “good”) so that he can play Minecraft.

Dilemma the Sixth: I will likely talk about this more in the future, but my co-teacher in one of my classes sucks. I need her to not suck. I have never actually had to have a “you suck at this and you need to stop” conversation with an adult before and am not sure how to approach it. One presumes I should not actually say the words “you suck at this and you need to stop.”

Dilemma the Seventh: I intended for this to be one or two dilemmas and I have like four more without thinking about it too hard but, again, I’d like to be reading and/or playing video games. So I’m gonna stop now.

In which I’m officially old

On By Luther M. SilerIn Music3 Comments

Pearl Jam, otherwise known as the greatest band on the planet, is on tour right now in support of Dark Matter, their most recent release, which somehow is one of the best albums they’ve ever done. Bands that had their first release in 1991 aren’t allowed to release one of their best albums in 2024. This doesn’t make any sense. They did it anyway.

Anyway, tickets to Deer Creek– fuck you, I don’t know what the hell the Ruoff Center is, it’s Deer Creek– were absolutely fucking ludicrous when the show got announced. Like $600+ for lawn seats.

I’ve been keeping an eye on them anyway, and … well, they’ll be at Deer Creek next week and tickets on the lawn (which, at Deer Creek, are still pretty damn good seats) are down to a much more reasonable $120 apiece, and even actual seats are at a price I’m willing to pay for them.

Now, note that I said “next week.” What do you think that implies about the actual date of the show? Or, more relevantly, the day of the week?

Because the Goddamned show is on a Monday. And I’m sorry, even building in taking the next day off, I absolutely cannot go to a rock concert on a Monday night when I am 48 years old. I just can’t. I have seen these guys in concert three or four times (I am so old I can’t immediately tell you exactly how many) and I have still somehow never seen them play Black live so I absolutely have to see them at least one more time before I die or one of them does, but I genuinely think I could get free tickets and the creeping existential horror that takes over when I even contemplate going out on a Monday night, much less to something I have to drive a couple of hours to, would keep me from going.

I mourn my lost youth. Not a lot; I didn’t really use it that well when I had it, but still.

Druuuuugggggssssssss

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My doctor put me on a two-week course of Naproxen because of what she suspects is bursitis in my knee, and four days later my knee still has weird teleporting sensations if I touch it in the wrong place and I want to sleep, like, all the time. I don’t think that’s actually on the list of side effects for Naproxen, but the timing is right, and … no thoughts. Only tired. Tired and nap.

What y’all got going on this weekend?

Uggghhhhhh

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I spent way more time outside today than I usually do, getting yard work done, and I hate yard work, and I think the leftover chicken I had for dinner might have been a little past due, and I can’t stop sweating and my stomach hurts and this is why I don’t go outside, God damn it.

Blech.

In which I am unbelievably petty (WARNING: Superman opinions)

On By Luther M. SilerIn Geek, idiocy, movies6 Comments

Let me begin with some Statements which are Generally Known to be True:

  • That I am insanely, irrationally protective of Superman, and do not believe the character has been done right in live action since the Reeve era, with the possible exception of Tyler Hoechlin in Superman & Lois, which I really enjoyed for about five episodes and then mysteriously stopped watching;
  • That I am fully aware that a set picture is not the best way to evaluate a superhero costume;
  • That I have been loud and wrong about iconic superhero costumes before;
  • That I absolutely hate it when nerds do exactly what I am about to do, although I will attempt to mix in some positives;
  • That I am probably not going to see this movie, not because I am boycotting it but because I don’t see movies any longer, and I feel like maybe that’s could give me an out about having an opinion, an out that I am currently not taking; and
  • That David Corenswet’s performance is going to be infinitely more important than his costume, as will other minor details like the fucking script, and I know literally nothing about how he’s going to move and act as the character. I do know I’m not terribly interested in Ultraman or Mr. Terrific, one of whom was also in the leaks but one of whom is still technically a rumor.

That said!

Wait. No. Let’s do this first:

Two things are Correct about this costume.

  • The colors, for the first time in years, are correct, and this says good things about the direction the film is going to take;
  • Putting the S-shield on the back of the cape in yellow is also Correct.

I hate every single other fucking thing about the fucking costume.

  1. The collar. They’ve clearly drawn inspiration from the New 52 costume, which I hated, and part of the reason I hated it was the fucking collar. Every other and I mean every other live action iteration of Superman’s suit has done the cape/shoulders/neck area better, including Tyler Hoechlin’s, which dropped the cape into prominent gold grommets and still looked better. I hate the collared look. It is, in fact, the thing about the costume that I hate the most.
  2. The S-Shield. This is a version of the Kingdom Come shield, which was fine in Kingdom Come, which was set in the future and involved a Superman who had gone through intense personal loss, and is not fine here. Just use the fucking regular S-shield, Goddammit. This is not a place where we fucking need to innovate. Also it could stand to be a little bigger– if it was right, at least– but that’s not that big of a deal.
  3. The texture. This may not survive the transition into the actual film, but I hate all the little lines and shapes everywhere. The cape looks like it’s made from microfiber, which also sucks.
  4. The belt. Yes, the costume needs the belt, and I’m happy it has a belt, but that belt looks like Batman’s belt. It looks chunky and rubbery for no clear reason.
  5. It’s fucking baggy. Superman wears his costume under his clothes and it needs to be tighter. This also may not survive the transition onto the actual silver screen. In fact, I really doubt it’ll be noticeable on the screen. I hate it anyway.
  6. The wrists. Also borrowing from New 52, and perhaps more obvious in other pictures than in these, they’re pointy, and they look fucking stupid. You also can’t conceal pointy wrist cuffs under a dress shirt.
  7. The briefs. Shut up, Goddammit, the word “petty” is right in the title. Yes, I’m happy they’re there, and I’d rather have them than not have them, but those are fucking boyshorts, not Superman briefs. It’s wrong and it’s wrong for no reason.
  8. The boots. Actually, the boots are fine. I have no beef with the boots.

Do not get me started on Clark’s hair:

(Actually, the hair is whatever; I think Clark would have a more conservative haircut than that ramen-looking GenZ mop bullshit but it definitely makes him look less like Superman, so I’ll deal.)

Okay. I’ve got that out of my system now, I hope. I have seen a couple of images today that I can’t find now where someone took the Corenswet suit and basically Photoshopped in the edits that I suggested above, and it looks perfect, and I’ll update if I find one again. And I will get over it, especially now that I’ve written this. It’s not the most important thing about the fucking movie. All the same: blech.

In which I must be sick

On By Luther M. SilerIn life, video games2 Comments

I haven’t ordered the Shadow of the Erdtree DLC yet.

I … what?

I put something like 130 hours into Elden Ring. My Let’s Play series is a hundred and ten episodes long. I completed every mission I could find, got the Platinum trophy, all of the endings, everything. Played the absolute ever-loving shit out of that game and enjoyed Goddamn near every second of it.

And they’re releasing a lengthy DLC on the 21st, which by all indications is amazing. And I haven’t bought it, I don’t think I’m going to buy it, and I’m not excited about it. Right now I should be planning on staying up late on Thursday night so that I can get started immediately, just like I did with the actual game. I stayed up late to record the demo, for God’s sake.

What the hell is wrong with me?

There’s been a consistent theme in my life over the last several years of this creeping anhedonia, where I just … stop doing things I used to really love doing, or stop enjoying things I used to enjoy. I effectively don’t watch anything any longer. No movies, no TV, nothing streaming. There’s a new season of The Boys, which I’ve enjoyed. Not gonna watch it. The Acolyte? Not gonna watch it. I’m done with Star Wars. I’m done with Marvel. I’m only still buying comic books because my weekly trip to the comic shop is my only reliable in-person interaction with human beings I’m not related to or work with; I can’t stop shopping there unless I move or die. I could literally just come home and put them in a box and never read them and I wouldn’t miss a thing.

You’re never going to catch me complaining about reading, but it’s literally the only thing I do for fun. That’s weird, right? I read books and I write here. Dassit. Those are my hobbies. The honest truth is I think I could sell my PS5 and my Xbox and I wouldn’t miss them. And I’ve been a gamer my entire life.

I don’t fucking get it, and I don’t like it.

(And, to forestall this: Yes, I recognize that I’m basically describing a textbook case of clinical depression here. And while I’m on Effexor, that’s an anti-anxiety med, not an antidepressant, and I don’t think the two overlap much. But I have no other symptoms of depression, including the not exactly minor detail that I’m rarely actually feeling depressed. This is a mental health issue, don’t misunderstand me, but I feel like the most obvious answer is not the right one.)

In which life has other plans

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Got home at 4:30, wrote a practice test, went to a thing for my kid’s school until 8, now I’m home, with one more test to write before I can sleep, and today was a heavy teaching day. Tomorrow will be too, and so will Wednesday. On the plus side, after Wednesday, I’m effectively done with teaching for the year, although there will be a few more days of school left.

So yeah. This is what y’all get tonight. Hugs!