Life lessons from Stardew Valley: keep your spouse happy by saying one thing to them per day and giving them a blueberry.
I’ve seen a lot of rainbows this summer.
It’s been especially fun when they show up because we’re watching a lot of 80s cartoons lately, and the biggest lesson we’ve learned is that rainbows are the gold standard in fighting evil, fascism, dark magic, people who hate fun, and people who live in castles that are very dark and pointy.
One of my rewards to myself for finishing Stars Fall Out (and also an early birthday present) was a box set of Star Trek: Deep Space Nine.
Best Star Trek ever, and best show ever.
I should’ve bought it ages ago on whatever flimsy excuse I could come up with.
Today, our values are under attack. This is February 2nd, Groundhog Day, the day when all TRUE AMERICANS gather around their televisions to watch the movie Groundhog Day, starring THE SAINTED Bill Murray.
Instead, the LIBERAL MEDIA has chosen to air the Superbowl today. This is a WAR ON GROUNDHOG DAY.
This video explains why the traps in Home Alone would actually be lethal. This is something we all know to be true, but the video explains it with engineering and physics. And silliness.
Kevin McCallister is still my role model.
Time is money; money is power; power is pizza; pizza is knowledge. Let’s go!— April Ludgate, Parks and Recreation, Season 6: Second Chunce
A friend posted on Facebook asking which five TV shows you would bring to a deserted island. Here are mine:
Star Trek: DS9
Avatar: The Last Airbender, and its sequel Legend of Korra
Those last two are separate shows. But meh, rules. I love deep, conflict-rich worldbuilding and sharp dialogue. All of those shows have both.
I started Thrawn: Alliances, and one thing that came as no surprise is that Anakin makes a terrible Watson to Thrawn’s Sherlock.
What did come as a surprise is that Darth Vader is a marginally better Watson.
And now I realize why I’ve been enjoying Elementary so much; it’s not a cop show: it’s what Grand Admiral Thrawn would be like solving crimes in New York.
A few years ago, I picked up Please Kill Me: The Uncensored Oral History of Punk on the used book shelf at the grocery store. We put it on our cinder block bookshelf next to …