Adventurous artwork tonight from Angus McKie
Ira got down and dirty today and cleaned, cleaned, cleaned. He also decided to talk in the third person, apparently. You know, as he do.
Yeah…I cleaned A LOT. I even scrubbed down the oven range. I know! Crazy talk. See, I’d noticed that I was starting to get a bit congested, and I realized that I hadn’t actually vacuumed and sprayed down our floors in like a month. So, I did that today, and took it a step further and dusted and cleaned in the kitchen too.
Nothing like having a clean house, guys. Nothing like it. Now we get to make it dirty again! Yay!
That quite literally took me all day. Oh, and I also cleaned out our storage room down in the garage. That was way overdue, so I just did it. Hauled this grocery cart from the Ralph’s down the street back to the store…except that this cart was from the OLD Ralphs…the one that existed down the block for like 6 weeks before it was demolished right after we moved in here. They don’t use this kind of cart any more, they have these new ones with a thing on the bottom so their cart-escalator can grab them and bring them up or down. But, I took it back there any way. I’m sure they have some sort of system for getting lost stray carts.
I watched John Wick tonight…and…well, I didn’t hate it. I just was super disappointed. It was boring. For reals. I was bored. I’d seen this movie before. The only glimmer of something interesting or cool that I wanted to grab onto was this whole “Continental” society of contract killers…but that world was entirely incidental to the plot. You quite literally could have taken it out of the movie and nothing would have been affected. And the script was fucking terrible. But even that I can abide, if you’re offering me something innovative. Which is what this movie had been billed and reviewed as! Something fresh and cool and worth watching. It wasn’t. I found it to be predictable, trope-y as fuck, and just not as well done as similar movies before it. I didn’t see the appeal.
I think that’s all for tonight…I’d wanted to get a bunch of writing done…but I didn’t make time for it. I’m avoiding my writing right now. I’m not sure what that’s about…but I’m not going to stand for it tomorrow. Tomorrow, it’s the first thing I do (after eating and walking the pups, of course). Hopefully it’s just one day I need to get back on track. It’s two days in a row, suddenly, of not doing my writing hour. Let’s not let this get out of hand.
I hate writing on my blog that I didn’t get my writing hour done. I hate it. It’s embarassing. It’s true…but it’s embarassing. I have no excuse. Why is this thing hat I love doing so hard? Doesn’t seem like it should be that way…but I do take solace in that it does seem to be a VERY common problem amongst other writers.
Anyway…good night. Better luck tomorrow with my inspiration, eh?