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Friday, 13 May 2016
I love you but I'm embarrassed by the things you believe, do and say
I don't know when my tv viewing became trapped in the 1970s and 1980s, but here I am just wrapping up on watching Street Hawk (mostly terrible) and diving into Logan's Run: The Series (completely terrible) and almost immediately getting sidetracked hunting down episodes of Bigfoot and Wildboy, a show I cannot believe I didn't know existed: an orphan is raised by Bigfoot and they fight forest crime together! Created by Ken Ruby and Joe Spears, who made a ton of awesome cartoons you never really saw if all you owned was an analogue tv in the 1980s, but this one's a live-action effort that's a bit Jungle Book, a bit Incredible Hulk, and a bit Grizzly Adams. God bless you, Internets - and all who sail upon you!
Thursday, 25 February 2016
One day I'll try lettuce, but not today
Today I applied a lick of undercoat to the walls of the back room. It said "Eggshell White" on the tin and it only took about a half hour to do all four walls. Afterwards, I sat back and watched as the damp areas of paint lightened in colour as time passed, though the strong smell of paint remained in the air as this happened. Right after that, I watched Unfriended, which was considerably less interesting than what I had been doing up to that point DO YOU SEE?
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