On TV one of those things that has gotten old is the "Breaking" phenomenon. First it was Breaking Bad - I liked the series. Then Breaking Amish, now Breaking Boston. What's next? Breaking Wind?
As long as I am on this track let's get on the "Strong" thing. First it was Army Strong, then after the muslim assholes blew up the finish line at the Boston Marathon last year it was "Boston Strong." Now every time someone skins their knee it is "insert town name here" Strong. Knock it off with the "strong" already. Just like the word "racism" the more often it is used the less meaning it has.
TWD. I finally gave up on Sunday. How many times can I watch Daryl stick a bolt into another Zombie head? How many times can I watch stupid people be snuck up on by shuffling along grunting zombies? It has gotten so repetitive that I simply can't watch it any more. In my humble opinion the first season was the high point - back when no one knew about it and it was creepy cool. Now it is just the same crap episode after episode. It's not even creepy anymore - just boring.
Bates Motel is back on. The concept being it was a "prequel" to "Psycho" - the Hitchcock movie starring Janet Leigh (meow!) and Anthony Perkins. How that works with the movie being set in 1960 and the series being now. Oh well, suspension of disbelief I guess.
I don't know when TV series started doing 10 weeks on, 42 weeks off. The problem is, I am not so locked onto any show I watch that it becomes an obsession. So after 42 weeks off I really don't remember what the hell was happening. I am only watching because of all the hot 20 somethings playing teenage girls and I can safely feel all pervy. Miss Watson was a little too exquisite to have met such an early end on that show. Maybe Keegan Connor Tracy had other things to do. But man wasn't Miss Watson a hottie. Bradley is terrifically hot for someone so disturbed.
It looks like they have done a sequel to 300. Really. Has Hollywood sunk to the point where movies in which all the heroes died needs to be followed up, no matter how historically inaccurate the first movie?
What the fuck. They'll make money. In a world where a Lego movie makes money is all the assurance I need to know that I am glad I won't be here in fifty years.
Oscars - with all proper respect to Ellen, I can't imagine anything duller. Hollyweird standing around clapping themselves on the back listening to inane self-congratulatory speeches while giving each other plastic gold-colored statues.
On the up-side, next term - in class again! I have so disliked the online classes.
Though it's cold and lonely in the deep dark night, I can see paradise by the dash board light...
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