I’ve spent the last 20 years or so thinking that the Daria theme song was by Veruca Salt. I have come to learn today that “You’re Standing on My Neck” was actually by the short lived Splendora. Never stop learning, kids.
The fifth season of The Americans starts on FX tonight. Pro-tip: stop watching the news to avoid spoilers.
So here’s something that I’ve never seen before. The movie theater played the trailer for “The Lego Batman Movie” while we waited for “The Lego Batman Movie” to start. Additionally, there were a barrage of Chevy commercials featuring scenes from Warner Bros’ new movie “The Lego Batman Movie” interspersed among the pre-show entertainment for “The Lego Batman Movie”.
In other news, I liked Warner Bros’ new movie “The Lego Batman Movie” sponsored by Chevy.
The tragic tale of alt-right patriots who seek to secure economic security through religious iconography but are thwarted by a liberal academic and his Muslim friend. Sad.
What did you think of Indiana Jones and the Last Crusade?
The first R.E.M. song I ever heard, Stand, which I had on vinyl 45:
The opening track from the first CD I ever owned, Automatic for the People:
Driver 8, a special song to me:
The classic show closer, It’s the End of the World as We Know It (And I Feel Fine):
For after work, Fall On Me:
The last song I heard played live, Man on the Moon:
My experience with Lewis Black is primarily from his Back in Black segments on “The Daily Show” and a couple of his stand up albums. These performances are typified by yelling righteous indignation at the right and the hypocrisy of the system, and this (audio)book certainly featured some of that with the likes of Pat Robertson, Jerry Falwell, and Jimmy Swaggart getting the brunt of the bashing. What I did not expect was such a detailed description of his spiritual journey to a very nuanced faith. I would not have pegged him for someone who would spend so much time searching for and dissecting a belief structure that works for him. Instead I figured he was either an atheist or disinterested agnostic. He lost most of this new found respect for his complexity by spending a chapter describing how he came to believe the predictive abilities of a psychic, but I guess you’ll have that with drama majors.
An extra bonus was learning that Black and Mark Linn-Baker of Cousin Larry Appleton fame put on a show together while they were in the graduate drama program at Yale. They even performed the show for the audiobook. It turned out to be terribly unfunny, but to learn something of the history of Mark Linn-Baker was priceless.
I don’t know what it was about the AC Transit, but I loved reading on that bus. Twenty minutes, twice a day, it just worked. CTA should have been even better with the hour commute twice each day. Whether it was the excessive noise or the multiple transfers I could never regain that rhythm. Instead CTA became the haven of the podcast. Now commuting primarily by car, reading isn’t even an option, replaced by podcasts and the phone and A’s baseball. The Yiddish Policemen’s Union was my first attempt at getting back into literature, via the auto friendly audiobook. Not War and Peace I admit, but let’s see if I can test the waters with Michael Chabon. I was shocked at how much my mind wandered for the first several chapters in a way that doesn’t happen when listening to hour long podcasts, but does happen with the book in my hands. Does my brain just know it’s a book and react by wandering? I guess it’s only a data set of one, so it’s best to not draw any substantial conclusions. After a few chapters, I was a more captivated audience. Maybe that just corresponded with the plot accelerating. Or maybe I became more interested in the protagonist Landsman than the alternate history premise that an Alaskan island served as the de facto Jewish state after the failure of Israel. In any case, YPU stands right up with The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay as Chabon’s best. YPU is much more even start to finish, where, after starting very strong, Kav & Clay becomes depressing and weird in the second half of the novel. There is sort of a twist mid-way through YPU, but it more alters Landsman’s motivation than the story arc. At the conclusion, there are big unanswered questions, but Chabon manages to close it down without tacking on an extra 200 pages to resolve them.
Warning possible spoilers ahead!
Just so we’re on the same page, Voldemort is going around killing people and eventually tries to kill Harry Potter. He’s thwarted in this pursuit, because his mother gives her life to save him.
So am I to believe that Harry is the first child that Voldemort tries to murder? Wouldn’t any parent make the same sacrifice? And for that matter, nobody sacrificed themselves for anyone else in all of these battles? Sorry, but I just don’t buy it JK.
Otherwise, I think the series is great.
Thanks to NoShame for proofreading this post…
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