Invent a holiday. What would it be about and how would people celebrate it?
Easy. Star Trek day. Or, fandom-of-your-choice day. A day off every year to watch your favorite show, or go to a convention, have a long weekend, whatever to celebrate whatever your fandom is. I could use that holiday right now, thooooooo
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Making it quick tonight, because it’s already late. We “stayed up” to finish watching The Game, the thriller from the 90s with Michael Douglas. It’s sooooo gooooooood, you guys, and it’s wild watching it as we’re doing the Hitchcock deep dive because that movie is ONE HUNDRED PERCENT a Hitchcock movie! Like, it’s practically Vertigo. Right down to the grand finale, it’s incredibly Hitchcock. Even takes place in San Francisco. Loved it. Majorly holds up, and rewatching it reminded me of watching it for the first time and knowing absolutely nothing. Nothing. It wasn’t spoiled for me in the slightest. I was…16? Maybe? Blew my goddamn mind, that movie. Truly one of the best cinema experiences I’ve ever had ever…and I forgot about that until watching it again tonight. Watching that movie was magic.
Wrexham lost. It was only an FA Cup game—ie- not part of their league record, which is by far the bigger deal—but it was to a team they definitely should have beat, and we just have had a really, really tough time scoring lately. They’re in a slump at the moment. I can feel it. Hopefully they pull out of it, though. We’ll see.
Watched the F1 race down in São Paulo. It was wiiillldddd. So much rain. Lots of safety cars and lineup craziness. Max put the championship on ice for the year. That’s a meh. Makes the rest of the races not all that edge of your seat, but that’s okay. Hopefully we have a fight on our hands next year like we did for basically the second half of this year.
Cleaned. Did the podcast. Filled out my time sheet. Didn’t get a nap, but that’s okay. Should help me go right to sleep tonight. Speaking of…
Night night.