Look, it's NOT like this blog has become a red-headed stepchild to me. Naw naw naw, far from it! Hey, this site has now transpired across fully one-third of my entire lifespan (and hoping it will keep going on for many more thirds, or halfs, or 99.44% and that's without using cryonics). And Lord knows, there's been plenty to muse about in the past few months.
So, what's gone on that kept all two of my faithful readers on tenterhooks waiting for their friend and humble narrator to return? In a word: "life".
See, I was involved in one very hectic task for six months. One that I'm going to be thankful for having for a very long time to come. And right on the heels of that came something that has already become the most fulfilling and rewarding career that I have ever had and one that I could not possibly have imagined might be out there. So for the past few months I've been throwing myself into that full-bore. That it gets to utilize my trademark wackiness and creative engines makes it that much more fun.
Then there was the matter of my own house. Yes, my own house!! For the first time in my life. Unfortunately being "here" and all my furniture etc. being "there" in another state, the living situation has been a fairly Spartan one. Fortunately that is now drawing to a close. I just have lots of stuff to go through, disseminating between useful and precious items and redundant crap that is best jettisoned.
But, it was always in mind to return to the blog and sooner than later. To chronicle more of my personal growth but also the usual commentary on pop culture, politics, pets (Tammy the Pup is crazy as ever but she's still attracting ladies better than I drive the car), a recipe every so often, the usual nonsense. I'm especially kicking myself in the butt that a review of Avengers: Endgame wasn't possible at the time. So far I've seen that sucker twice and haven't yet busted my bladder.
Then there's the Star Wars scene. What can be said about The Rise of Skywalker right now? Ehhhh… not much. I'm praying it will be at least half as epic and satisfying as Endgame. It's a funny thing: for every time I've watched The Last Jedi and thoroughly liked that movie, the following viewing frustrates the hell out of me. It's a very good movie and also not a very good movie. It's a Schroedinger's sci-fi film. Simultaneously excellent and lousy at the same time, depending on when and even where you see it. So I'm hoping that The Rise of Skywalker will conclude the saga in grand fashion. And then... I don't know what I'll be doing with Star Wars. The Skywalker family tale will have been concluded at long last. What else will there be? Yes, I know: The Mandalorian is coming to Disney + and there are the two new film trilogies coming from Rian Johnson and also the Game of Thrones creative team. But those are going to have to be really fresh and arresting before I invest my valuable time toward keeping up with.
(Then again, only in the past week have I finally begun watching Breaking Bad. I'm now early into that show's second season. THAT is arresting a television series as there's ever been produced. Breaking Bad is art. Could Star Wars hit that kind of tone? Ehhhh… doubtful. But I'll give The Mandalorian a chance.)
Anyhoo, there it is. And next week there is a post scheduled for this blog that is going to illuminate more on what's been going on over at this side of the screen. Maybe it will surprise and encourage others just as much as it has surprised and encouraged me. If so, then the frustrations and griefs over the bigger part of the past decade or so will have been worth it. I want to believe so anyway.
Okay, 'nuff of the pathetic excuses. Time for more blogging!
Now how could we forget this blog? Welcome back Kotter ... I mean Chris!!
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