Monsters
In lieu of watching the monsters in the news, we watched monsters in movies the past two days. Watched the 2014 Godzilla yesterday, then double-featured Kong: Skull Island, and Godzilla: King of the Monsters. Little to no character development, just fun giant monster movies. Not sure they were completely the husband's cup of tea, but he was game. I laughed my butt off at many, many places, and openly rooted for the monsters to kill certain unlikeable characters. I do the same thing in horror movies, laughing at the absurdity of whatever happens to be on screen - usually silly special effects, 'gotcha' moments, etc. In other words, the stock-in-trade of horror.
This was, of course, in anticipation of this summer's Godzilla vs. Kong, which promises to be more of the same ridiculousness. I can't wait.
All in all it was a nice distraction. Tomorrow is a work day, for what that's worth, then Wednesday I have off as a federal employee in the national capital region, since the area tends to get crazy on any inauguration day, much less the insanity that's going on this year. My hope is that the husband has a light day Wednesday so we can escape early to go get the week's new comic books, and also do automated emissions testing for the car, which the Land of Mary finally decided to tell me is due in a week or so. Whee. Thankfully there's a self-serve kiosk for that now far from the comic shop (you just plug a device into your car's on-board diagnostics port and download the data). They're supposed to give you eight weeks to go get it done rather than 8 days, but I'm just rolling my eyes and doing it.
This was, of course, in anticipation of this summer's Godzilla vs. Kong, which promises to be more of the same ridiculousness. I can't wait.
All in all it was a nice distraction. Tomorrow is a work day, for what that's worth, then Wednesday I have off as a federal employee in the national capital region, since the area tends to get crazy on any inauguration day, much less the insanity that's going on this year. My hope is that the husband has a light day Wednesday so we can escape early to go get the week's new comic books, and also do automated emissions testing for the car, which the Land of Mary finally decided to tell me is due in a week or so. Whee. Thankfully there's a self-serve kiosk for that now far from the comic shop (you just plug a device into your car's on-board diagnostics port and download the data). They're supposed to give you eight weeks to go get it done rather than 8 days, but I'm just rolling my eyes and doing it.