I feel like I’m catching up a little bit.
Work is in a groove again, FINALLY. Finally getting ahead, about to wrap up this latest big-ish project and all the other little ones, too, that have been a bit of a deluge over the last couple weeks. And I’ve really been digging using my lunch and then the evenings to start and then finish a film so I can put it on my movie list.
I watched Rush Hour today. It’s INSANE that I’ve never seen it. I know. How did that happen? No clue. Couldn’t tell you. It’s delightful. Still plays. Jackie Chan is a goddamn treasure. Same with Chris Tucker. Dude was the funniest man on the silver screen in the mid-late 90s. He did Ruby Rodd and James Carter back to back. 97 and 98. Insane. Iconic. Happy to have finally watched this movie.
Warriors start the Western Conference Finals tomorrow night. Looking forward to that in that excited-but-terrified way. If the Warriors can win one more championship, all the hate is over. Done. Buried. Can’t nobody say NOTHING about this dynasty team and where they rank in history as one of the best ever assembled. So…it feels like the stakes are high, even though they already have three rings together.
Wish em luck. Let’s fucking go.
Panda’s home from rehearsal. Night night!