Cutting Grass, Iron Fist, Nostalgia
We moved into this house 6 months ago. I cut the grass in the backyard for the second time. There's something satisfying about cutting grass. Everything looks neat. Even though I had to tip toe around all the Helsing poop. My red Nike's got some poo on them. They are in the garage until I clean them. It's only a small amount of dog poop. I was trying to be careful. Maybe it's the man in me that likes lawn mowing. I've physically changed the landscape. Though it's small, it shows that I've done something. It's a visual reminder that I can change the earth.
We, or (I), finished Marvels Iron Fist tonight. The series has a lot of problems. I can't say that I was happy to see it through to the end. It feels like if you haven't seen Daredevil Season 1 and 2 that you might be lost with this series. In general, it feels rushed. I didn't come away with the same feeling as any of the Daredevil stuff. None of the characters are very likeable. I didn't really care, or want to pull for Danny Rand in any way. He didn't really have a hero moment the way that DD did when he saved the child in season 1. Again, it just felt rushed. It felt commercial. Like no one involved had love for the project.
I'm posting this on Livejournal tonight, partly for nostalgia. It turns out this site is huge in Russia. I can share my YouTube videos straight to this site. Most of my entries here are before Ivy was born. I don't know who that person is. It's fun to read his entries. And sad, sort of. Taking into account how many changes have come in the last 12 years, it's understandable that I don't recognize the person who wrote all of those previous entries. That person was involved in creation. He thought he could affect the world around him with Metal. That was all he cared about.
The only thing this person cares about is unrecognizable from the past him. Present me only wants his daughters to do well in school. Present me wants to have an easy day at work. Present me is perplexed as to why certain things don't happen anymore. Present me doesn't want a challenge. Driving to work is hard enough.
We, or (I), finished Marvels Iron Fist tonight. The series has a lot of problems. I can't say that I was happy to see it through to the end. It feels like if you haven't seen Daredevil Season 1 and 2 that you might be lost with this series. In general, it feels rushed. I didn't come away with the same feeling as any of the Daredevil stuff. None of the characters are very likeable. I didn't really care, or want to pull for Danny Rand in any way. He didn't really have a hero moment the way that DD did when he saved the child in season 1. Again, it just felt rushed. It felt commercial. Like no one involved had love for the project.
I'm posting this on Livejournal tonight, partly for nostalgia. It turns out this site is huge in Russia. I can share my YouTube videos straight to this site. Most of my entries here are before Ivy was born. I don't know who that person is. It's fun to read his entries. And sad, sort of. Taking into account how many changes have come in the last 12 years, it's understandable that I don't recognize the person who wrote all of those previous entries. That person was involved in creation. He thought he could affect the world around him with Metal. That was all he cared about.
The only thing this person cares about is unrecognizable from the past him. Present me only wants his daughters to do well in school. Present me wants to have an easy day at work. Present me is perplexed as to why certain things don't happen anymore. Present me doesn't want a challenge. Driving to work is hard enough.