Important announcement!

I survived work today and now I’m going to play video games until bedtime.

The end.

Blech, day 2

I need, like, a sunlight lamp or some shit like that; I spent all day staring at walls and sleeping, basically, and that’s not healthy. I’m basically only posting this so that I can stop worrying about whether I’ve posted anything today.

I’ll snap out of it sooner or later, I promise.

In which I don’t wanna do this and I also don’t wanna not do this

All right. So, we’ve got our tickets. We’ve secured the services of a babysitter, and we’re going to see it at 4:45 on Saturday. I should probably be avoiding spoilers, and reviews are starting to hit, but … damn, it’s amazing and deeply depressing how little I care. The Force Awakens has slowly evolved into my least favorite Star Wars movie, and while I haven’t turned on Last Jedi the way I did TFA, I also never watched it again after that initial viewing in the theater. I would like to watch it before the movie on Saturday, but who knows. I actually pulled it up on Netflix an hour or so ago and upon realizing that I would be watching it until 9:30 I turned off the damn TV instead. Maybe tomorrow, after my last teaching day of 2019, or Friday, when I get home (probably early) from my no-students teacher record day. We’ll see.

I just don’t trust JJ Abrams as far as I can throw him, and in general I don’t like any of the broader decisions this trilogy has made. Frankly I’m still not at all sure why there needs to be an Episode Nine, as I thought TLJ tied up basically everything we might need to have tied up from TFA. The two movies made a decent duology; I’m just not sure what the hell you might do with this third movie to make it a meaningful trilogy.

Meanwhile, there are two episodes of The Mandalorian left, and … well, I’ve watched them all, and I’ll watch the next two, and then I’ll forget the show existed until the next season comes out, because it’s settled nicely into a “this is moderately entertaining but utterly forgettable” sort of rut, and Baby Yoda has morphed from something that was initially at least adorable and intriguing from a story perspective into a Goddamned albatross. We’ll see if they pull anything together with this episode and the finale, which airs Friday, I think, but I’m keeping my hopes muted.

I dunno. I don’t want to be One of Those Star Wars fans, but I’ve been souring on the fandom since the prequels and I’ve grown gradually more disinclined to call myself a fan of the “saga” aspects of the entire thing since Disney took over. The books mostly aren’t even worth reading any longer; all of the good Star Wars material seems to be in video games and comic books lately. I’m not going to start ranting about anyone beating up my childhood or anything like that but I’m going into this movie expecting to come out deeply disappointed, and I really wish it was anything other than that. Hell, even mad would be better, as I suspect that would generate an entertaining blog post– I just don’t think it’s gonna happen.

We’ll see, I guess. One way or another I’ll try to not be too much of an ass about it.

I got nothing tonight, sorry

I like this song way more than I ought to, and my wife really hates it, so of course I’m gonna make y’all listen to it too.

IT BEGINS

I got home from work at about 2:30 after a nearly three-hour “lunch meeting” on the last day before Winter Break officially kicked in, and I’ve spent most of the time since then in my recliner with a book in my hand. (Which has finally gotten interesting; I was on the verge of abandoning a Tana French novel, the very concept of which hurts my heart.)

I am trying to decide if I want this to be a Winter Break of Great Accomplishment or a Winter Break of I Sat Around And Read Books And Played Video Games. Right now it could go either way. And both would be a perfectly valid way to spend the next two weeks.

Also, I keep looking at that picture of myself I posted yesterday and reflecting on how much I’ve fallen apart physically since 2004. I need to get out of this mood or I’ll end up making New Year’s Resolutions, and those are always to be avoided by sensible people.