I Got Fooled Again

Since I'm living in an on-demand world for my music choices, I hop through YouTube and get whatever the hell I want. It's rarely I get the treat of hearing a great song on the radio and rock out. When I do, I'm typically coming back from the grocery store. (It's one of the two reasons I drive a car since I became a train commuter two years ago.) 

It was a pleasant surprise to hear The Who (I love bands) and of course I was enthralled by their one of the voiceless interludes and fell into a happy trance as the organ continued. And then it happened.

Siiggggh.

Now I can't enjoy this song. Your damn crime procedural has robbed me of this song. I can't listen to it without my thoughts being hijacked to a stupid meme. I mean that's 65% of my life, but I was upset when it happened and still am.
Similarly, my husband can't hear "Like A Rock" without thinking of Dodge trucks. That's the point, and I bet that was a mutually beneficial arrangement between Dodge and Bob Seger. Fortunately, I don't give a crap about either. Though I do hear a fake Sam Elliot when see a Dodge. Yep a fake one.

And now I'm hungry for beef.

Here We Go Again

Fascinating realization that I had last night. The sequel to Mama Mia! follows the same sequel structure as The Godfather Part 2. It interweaves the story with how the parental figure from the first movie came to be where they are and how their offspring continues after the first movie ends. 

Even further down the connection hole, Andy Garcia decided to find his way into the show and have a relationship that no one asked for with a member for the family. And it's uncomfortable. Okay, possibly not as I have not seen Mama Mia! Here We Go Again (full title). 

I don't know why I made this connection, but I do know that this made me smile. Quick, we need a mafia musical!

Oh. Umm. Well. Okay, never mind.

Hello Out There?

I started this blog 13 years ago. I swear I turned off comments off a long time ago. Suddenly there are words under my words. Wait, this is interesting but has nothing to do with my post. Oh, two others on two other posts. Oh, just links to something else. I assume bots. Whew. That was a close one. Back to typing into the void.

License Plate Game 2018

If I go outside right now to the parking lot, I bet I can cover at least three. Yay for this game!

Media Good Friday

Avengers Infinity War is out. I have my tickets for Sunday. I saw the first tailer and decided to avoid the rest. No articles or anything. Thanks goodness I'm about a week behind on my podcasts and I have a good group of friends that tell me that they've seen it, but that is all. They patiently wait to react online.

But not all of the internet is that way. Articles titles out today are spoiling the damn movie. And since it is a huge release, it's big news, so they need those clicks. The true fans will have seen it at least twice by the time I make it in on Sunday. I fear the assholes who will openly talk about it in attempt to ruin the fun of others. 

To try to keep myself free of spoilers, I am going into a state similar to Good Friday. No Facebook, no Twitter, and my best to stay off the internet. What the hell world? I can't go online without some dickhead writing in huge capital letters who died or this amazing thing happened? 

I even go as far as to get irritated when someone mentions if they like it or not. Don't poison me with your opinions when I did not ask! Fuck off Rotten Tomatoes. Stop aggregating the opinions of jerk asses. 

I go into hiding now. My only announcement about Infinity War I post will be if I have seen it (if that). Shit, I don't know if it's War or Wars and I can't Google it! Must not care until Sunday! Damn it!

I'm Not Ready for Player One

I've already made my choice, but last month it was a tiny crisis. Ready Player One was going to be in theaters soon. My husband got me the book for Christmas. I think we can say that most of the time, the book is better than the movie. If that's the case, then I should see the movie first. But wait, the movie is going to spoil the book. What do I do?

Answer: I read like hell. I am so glad that I avoided the trailers. THEY SPOIL A DAMN IMPORTANT PIECE IN THE POSTER. SCREW YOU MARKETING! It's like the Hulk in Thor: Ragnarok all over again. You're lucky that movie was awesome without that reveal. 

The book was fine. I wasn't too excited about the constant pop culture references. If anything, I was antsy about whether or not I would get far in this quest. Nope. Too much to be retained. I don't do that anymore. Well, not on purpose.

I will get dragged by my husband. I should go willingly as I say no to him too much already. Okay, I'm ready now.

Oscar Meh

I'm running my company's Oscar pool again this year. It's the way I avoid being held accountable if the "move buff" doesn't win. "Come on, I thought you were a movie buff!" Apparently that means I'm Oscar psychic as well.

It's especially hard(or makes it easier possibly) since I've seen exactly one best picture nominee this year. That's about par for every Oscar year. So far, I can only say what I think won't win (Phantom Thread, The Post, Darkest Hour). The others could slip by and I would probably say, yeah, that makes sense. 

I really don't have a dog in this race. I just want to have fun with it at work. Though I will say that it is vital that Boss Baby doesn't win Best Animated Movie. You owe me this one Academy!