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Today I’m just going throw some topics against the wall and see what sticks.
I finished the Thriller DVD set last week. This is the Boris Karloff series that aired from 1960 to 1962. I am glad I bought it, but I don’t think I can agree with Stephen King that it was one of the best horror shows on television. For one thing, the series had too many episodes that were purely crime shows (generally not that good). And some of the horror episodes were not that great. And any episode with Edward Andrews meant he would kill his wife (and that you would want to, also) and would not get away with it. However, there were quite a few good episodes, including “The Grim Reaper” (starring a young William Shatner, who acted...), “The Incredible Doktor Markusen” (with Boris Karloff), “Pigeons from Hell”, and “The Cheaters”, plus a good dozen or so others that are well worth your time to check out (some of these episodes can be found online).
I’m glad I am starting classes on Tuesday, as I’m getting a bit of cabin fever. This is in no way a condemnation of my family, but I have always been the type of person who needs some alone time, who can’t spend a huge amount of time with the same people day-in and day-out. I’ve been having a small battle of the wills with my 23-month-old, and she is handing me my ass on many occasions. The prime example being the living room--I prefer things to be neat (neat and clean is better, but if I had to decide between the two, I would go for a place for everything and everything in its place over ensuring there is no dust on the bookcases. I picked up the living room today and went to do something else--came back and there were about six things on the floor.
A lot of the debate on television about liberals/conservatives, Republicans/Democrats, etc. makes me shake my head. I don’t understand why people feel the need to fit themselves into checkboxes and force other people into them, also. I consider myself in none of those designations, and if I were asked to describe myself, I would not do so in a way that would allow somebody else to easily say, oh, he’s a lib/conservative/whatever and I can hate/like/punch/whatever based on that.
I think Twitter is stifling me. It turns out I’m a 160-character man in a 140-character world.
I watch too much reality television (although I’m nowhere near as bad as my wife in that regard; she watches much more than me, and a lot of it is what I would call car-crash TV--she just can’t avoid looking at the miseries of others). And I don’t even know why. Why do I watch Survivor? It is rarely good, and I’m tired of them putting on people they pick off the street--surely they have plenty of volunteers who want to be on the show. And Russell is coming back? No, thank you.
I finished the Thriller DVD set last week. This is the Boris Karloff series that aired from 1960 to 1962. I am glad I bought it, but I don’t think I can agree with Stephen King that it was one of the best horror shows on television. For one thing, the series had too many episodes that were purely crime shows (generally not that good). And some of the horror episodes were not that great. And any episode with Edward Andrews meant he would kill his wife (and that you would want to, also) and would not get away with it. However, there were quite a few good episodes, including “The Grim Reaper” (starring a young William Shatner, who acted...), “The Incredible Doktor Markusen” (with Boris Karloff), “Pigeons from Hell”, and “The Cheaters”, plus a good dozen or so others that are well worth your time to check out (some of these episodes can be found online).
I’m glad I am starting classes on Tuesday, as I’m getting a bit of cabin fever. This is in no way a condemnation of my family, but I have always been the type of person who needs some alone time, who can’t spend a huge amount of time with the same people day-in and day-out. I’ve been having a small battle of the wills with my 23-month-old, and she is handing me my ass on many occasions. The prime example being the living room--I prefer things to be neat (neat and clean is better, but if I had to decide between the two, I would go for a place for everything and everything in its place over ensuring there is no dust on the bookcases. I picked up the living room today and went to do something else--came back and there were about six things on the floor.
A lot of the debate on television about liberals/conservatives, Republicans/Democrats, etc. makes me shake my head. I don’t understand why people feel the need to fit themselves into checkboxes and force other people into them, also. I consider myself in none of those designations, and if I were asked to describe myself, I would not do so in a way that would allow somebody else to easily say, oh, he’s a lib/conservative/whatever and I can hate/like/punch/whatever based on that.
I think Twitter is stifling me. It turns out I’m a 160-character man in a 140-character world.
I watch too much reality television (although I’m nowhere near as bad as my wife in that regard; she watches much more than me, and a lot of it is what I would call car-crash TV--she just can’t avoid looking at the miseries of others). And I don’t even know why. Why do I watch Survivor? It is rarely good, and I’m tired of them putting on people they pick off the street--surely they have plenty of volunteers who want to be on the show. And Russell is coming back? No, thank you.
