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1. The Ireland countdown has reached less than fifty days. I think I'm excited, but my brain is in some kind of shock, so it's difficult to really tell. I have to focus on small specific things. Like getting my picture taken by the TARDIS parked at Earl's Court when we visit London. Like that. I can't just say, Hey, in a month and a half I'll be living a ten minute walk from a castle. My brain is wily, it won't fall for that, even though it's true.
2. Let me take a moment to say how much I hated The Lone Ranger. It was ridiculously violent (easily the most violent movie I've ever seen, now that I think about it. I don't really go out of my way to watch things that stand a good chance of upsetting me, so the most violence I ever see is in superhero movies, pretty much), extremely upsetting throughout, formulaic, poorly written, and the CGI was crap. The whole last act felt like an extended exercise in mood whiplash, and the only excuse I could think of that seemed at all likely was that the writers were drunk while finishing the pages. Ted and Terry need to get a divorce, or at least a long-term separation. They are no longer good for each other. The only thing that I did like was the realization that it was Stephen Root hiding behind one of those mustaches, which prompted me to go home and watch NewsRadio. Clearly the only logical course of action after sitting through that stupid movie.
3. Dangit, Johnny Depp, stop making me watch crap!
4. I've apparently got past my own shallowness, and forgiven time for what it's done to Dave Foley, because I'm crushing on him so hard right now it isn't even funny. Well maybe a little funny.
5. Cinematic Titanic are coming to San Francisco after all for their final tour, and I WILL BE THERE.
6. Writing. Yeah. I'm sort of doing that. I wish I wasn't so exhausted all the time, because I have a lot of thoughts about projects, but whenever I have a few moments to sit down and actually do something productive, I end up looking up DIY craft projects on Pinterest while my brain goes La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-laaa.
7.
2. Let me take a moment to say how much I hated The Lone Ranger. It was ridiculously violent (easily the most violent movie I've ever seen, now that I think about it. I don't really go out of my way to watch things that stand a good chance of upsetting me, so the most violence I ever see is in superhero movies, pretty much), extremely upsetting throughout, formulaic, poorly written, and the CGI was crap. The whole last act felt like an extended exercise in mood whiplash, and the only excuse I could think of that seemed at all likely was that the writers were drunk while finishing the pages. Ted and Terry need to get a divorce, or at least a long-term separation. They are no longer good for each other. The only thing that I did like was the realization that it was Stephen Root hiding behind one of those mustaches, which prompted me to go home and watch NewsRadio. Clearly the only logical course of action after sitting through that stupid movie.
3. Dangit, Johnny Depp, stop making me watch crap!
4. I've apparently got past my own shallowness, and forgiven time for what it's done to Dave Foley, because I'm crushing on him so hard right now it isn't even funny. Well maybe a little funny.
5. Cinematic Titanic are coming to San Francisco after all for their final tour, and I WILL BE THERE.
6. Writing. Yeah. I'm sort of doing that. I wish I wasn't so exhausted all the time, because I have a lot of thoughts about projects, but whenever I have a few moments to sit down and actually do something productive, I end up looking up DIY craft projects on Pinterest while my brain goes La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-laaa.
7.