the miniseries problem

 

So once again I've watched three episodes of a mini-series and realized that I'm only continuing to watch out of some misguided sense of obligation.  Obligation to whom??  This happens so often and I think it is not a fault in me but that most mini-series just do not have enough content to sustain them - they'd be better with fewer episodes, or often they really would work far better as a two hour movie.  I'm ok with a  series when each episode is a different story, and I'm ok with a series when there's a subplot running through the series but the main part of each episode has it's own story.

And why does so very much of the dialogue consist of "fuck, fucking, fucked"?  It's a word that used to have impact but now it's used so much in productions that it feels like it's just used by lazy scriptwriters attempting to have impact while being too lazy to actually write.

A plus about the pandemic

I have a lot of digestive issues and tend to produce a lot of gas.  Living alone and being able to fart whenever I feel like it has been wonderful during these months,

 

Another thing I hate about the guitar is when the performer does not make the effort (or have the skill) to lift their finger and you hear that horrible squeak as the finger slips along the string.

There is a difference between a classical guitarist and an amateur.  I can actually like a decent piece of music played well on a guitar.

Unlike the saxaphone, which I just do not like, ever.

 

When someone in a movie or TV show, let alone in real life, brings out a guitar I just cringe.

Bread

 

It's interesting (sad, disappointing) that bagels, English muffins, even croissants are converging on being just bread made in different shapes.  The characteristics that make each of them distinct, from each other and from bread, seem to be disappearing and we're left with, bread.

At the same time, muffins seem to be converging on cupcakes.

Things That I'm Tired Of

 

1) Men's facial hair.

2) Men with long hair.

3) Men with pony tails.  Even more so, men with manbuns.

4) Women with long, purposely "messy" hair, especially when it's blond, especially when it's parted in the middle.

5) Women wearing tight leotards and thinking a) they're pants and b) they look good.

6) Glitter on and in greeting cards.

7) Women (or men) with long hair who flick it back in elevators, theatres etc.  I mean ugh, who wants someone else's hair touching them?

8) Movies that are so dark that you can't see a damn thing that's going on. 

9) Fashion.

10) People who are famous for being famous.

New Years 2020-21

 

Like Christmas I spent New Years on my own.  Unlike Christmas I couldn't think of much to do to make it special.  I usually go away and spend New Years with a group of friends so it was a little lonely being on my own, but I was in touch with most of them by phone, email and Facebook.

I put a little more effort into dinner yesterday than I usually do.  I'm truly not fond of cooking.  I would probably live on prepared foods but they tend to have a lot of salt and fat which I'm trying to keep to a minimum, and spices, onions and garlic etc which wreak havoc with my digestive system.  So I do cook.  I just try to keep it simple.

So a new year begins with record daily numbers of new infections in the province.  I'm staying in even more.  I try to get out for walks for exercise but there are a lot of people not wearing masks, still!, and they're not always good at making the effort to distance.  I'm considering for the first time having groceries delivered rather than going to the store.  The library is doing a good job of being cautious but if the numbers keep going up I may put my account on hold for a while.

I do look forward to seeing people again, but at the same time it's been kind of great not having to bother socializing or having anyone over and I need to remember to enjoy that while it lasts.  Which realistically is going to be many more months.