I’m watching Anatomy Of A Murder. Jimmy Stewart is a proto-Stanislavskian beast wandering around a bunch of cardboard cut-out actors. The references to Thunder Bay, Sault Ste. Marie and Blind River are the icing on the Tim Horton’s doughnut.
Tonight in the NBA the best battle of sub .500 teams features the Minnesota Karl-Anthony Towns against the New York Kristaps Porzingis’sisisss. Other teams featured this evening are Cha, Mia, Chi, Okl, SA, GS and LAC. In the college ball game certain bastards from UNC are playing along with relatively respectable programs like Lou, Bay, (undefeated?) SMU, and Ari. Ice-wise there are only two games but they are barn-burners-Ott/Was and Pit/Bos promise to deliver plenty of, umm, ACTION!
Last night, I got my two kids to settle down – PUT DOWN THE FUCKING IPAD RIGHT FUCKING NOW – and we watched the Regular Show Christmas specials.
They were hilarious, and laughing with your kids is almost better than getting drunk. Almost.
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I have tried mightily to listen to this band. And every time I want to track down Thom Yorke (Thom – not Tom, douche bag) and kick him in the balls.
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Motherfucker keeps eyeballin’ me!
—either one, really
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Finally done with Justified re-watch, and I am immensely happy that I chose to start that a few weeks ago. Also, my favorite line in the entire series is Boyd’s “God DAMN Raylan your timing SUCKS!” exclamation from the finale. For a show as serious as it was, they managed to cram a ton of funny shit in there.
Now on to watch the final episode of Childhood’s End. That show does not have a lot of Ymir in it, I am sorry to report, but then again, it’s a bleak fucking story. True Christmas-time fare, if you ask me.