Personally I’m actually a big fan of this prompt for the simple fact that I can’t think of any TV show that I religiously watched growing up. There were the few like House. But during my growing up when I was in high school. I remember wanting to watch a few seasons of CSI the OG one that was a great series. But honestly I didn’t really get into watching anything until I was an older person.
And honestly just scratching the very base of my brain, and thinking of TV shows growing up, there was Twilight Zone and that used to play early morning episodes in the A.M. but that wasn’t something that was religious that was just something that if I happen to wake up early enough I had the prospects of seeing it and given with my knowing how I knew I would take care of things last minute growing up I probably watched the whole episode and then scrounge to get myself dressed for school.
Then again I left the phone for a minute mind you, and thought about it and there were shows like Mannix, unsolved mysteries, or Ripley’s Believe it or not, X-Files those are things I remember growing up. ER that’s another show I remember growing out remember somehow watching and for reasons unknown being into it and I don’t know why. I like the guy though that was from Seven that was on there I think he was a surgeon and Don Cheadle his character was f****** great. Oh and I guess I had a thing for the guy named Luca on ER as that was the name I always wanted my first son to have. It was Luca. And Daria, Aeon Flux, Beavis and Butthead, The Transformers, The Hobbit. That was something that I watched religiously growing up on VHS I f****** loved The Hobbit.
And I think that’s it. At least the ones I remember that I want to remember and know there are other crime series growing up stuff that was on syndication that my grandparents would watch where I was the one that staying the night. But for some reason I always remember unsolved with mysteries Robert stack and that f****** theme song horrible when you’re 5 years old trying to find some sleep that song gives nightmares nowadays it loves me to sleep but then whooo. Hahaha.
C’est La Vie
Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. May your day be beautiful and your night be amazing, thank you for being you and thank you for saying awesome.
I am going to be making a segway today as I’m just realizing a big part of me and the things that aid, fuel, inspire, and move me are cinematic explorations and I’ve never shared this. I love the riveting narratives, or phenomenal character dynamics, the scripts that make palms sweat, and the nuances to the allegories that bring fiction barring down hard on reality with a peculiar meta relevance.
The thing is though, like my music tastes, my movie and TV/streaming interests stretch through from silent films, to the Hitchcockian and Sterling Craze of the 50s and 60s. Growing up on OG Trek repeats, Matlock, Perry Mason, and Unsolved Mysteries with Robert Stack…because I was with my grandparents a lot growing up. Especially my Granny. But then on the home front growing up, religion was a force in the home bringing a lot of rules and siphoning off a large collection of things I never watched including things like Ace Ventura (never seen, and likely won’t).
I remember the biggest change though, it was 1999, 2000 when we were living in Washington, Marysville. I remember the VHS in the bookcases of that house with titles like Swingers, titles like Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels, Dark City, and 12 Monkeys, The Matrix, in the myriad of others that looking back at it now, those are the titles I can remember, those are the ones that I knew were the adult only. Looking back at it it’s laughable but not why I’m here today to talk.
The more freedom I met growing up, the more adventurous with film I became appreciating the B films available at Walmart and the wide array available at the rental store or my Grandma’s well organized VHS library found throughout her house.
The thing is I found that I loved this style of story telling and truly started appreciating movies, shows, and shorts. Now you may be asking what this has to do with Carl Jung and the Five Pillars, and you know what? The fact is that when it comes to the mental health and balance, I think that’s where we really need to go on that introspective search and find the things that truly help us calm down aside from meditation or using balance with Google. I think it’s best that we kind of create a hybrid adjustment to how we balance and soothe ourselves in a conscientious manner. For me it’s been film and even the silver screen, I do appreciate TV, as a matter of fact I’ve been a massive fan of Serenity, Hannibal,Mentalist, Sherlock Holmes, and the likes of many many a TV show. As of late I’ve been getting into Canadian comedy and have heavily relied on the humor of the British persuasion because well from what my wife says I’m not Mexican. So why not roll with the punches, I guess. Sorry, I digress, that’ll be a discussion for another day.
Playlist #0.14, * Dilruba remix is a great addition for cleaning, especially those damn finicky dishes and the laundry monster
C’est la vie
Good night and good morning I do Cherish having capability honor of being able to provide whatever it is I do, and even I think I’m trying to figure out that well also going through life and realizing being a stay-at-home parent especially the kind of sales I want I mean a lot more involved and trying to adjust that is taking some time so I do apologize. And if she was a gentle day against the night and gentle sleep hours of darkness.
Today is the premiere of Kung Fu Panda 4. Though you may not think this a big deal, for my wife and I, it is very much indeed. Given our son, his autism, and the avenues and prospective pathways he has to communicate he has chosen one of our favorites to convey feelings. Excitement. Jubilation. And total awesomeness. We’ve had the honor of watching each one with him, a few in theaters, this being his first premiere night viewing. Of course it’s here in our hometown where there is no red carpet, no star list , but luckily our son makes that himself in finding the beauty with having these moments.
The morning started out simply, though I did fight the alarms, I took a moment’s breath to seize a second of silence, but started right before six o’clock. Started a shower, gathered clothes for the boy, gathered the same for the Mrs. Readied her lunch, her smoothie, the ice water, the chips for the nephew, clothed the little guy, readied his lunch and brushed the knots away till he was grimacing and shining for his day. I walked the Mrs. to the car once again with the bags for school and a kiss. The little guy left with the bus about ten minutes later followed by about an hour with the dogs.
It has been a good day, though somewhat uneventful. This is due to, well I took a look at jobs. You know the WFH type. But for a stay-at-home parent who needs to make sure it is available when my son gets picked up from home at 7:15 and dropped off back at home at 11:15. So now I have this precarious and rather tight schedule, a schedule that I need to manifest somehow a job that one: get paid a pretty penny, two: can manage it better than this last job, and three: actually understand the job without the slingshot ‘training’.
I know it’s asking for a lot and it’d be easier with the finished degree, job history not so sparse, and wanting to work endlessly.
Still not finding much luck with law firms though in not wanting to take the case, however my sister is telling me to just use unemployment and being let go incorrectly I can bring attention that way, thing is…I don’t want to choose that route, at least not till there’s nothing left.so I lingered sulking, staring at the same screen for too damn long, looked at a few more articles to do with my essay subject and wrote out a sh”*** draft for tweaking, cleaning, editing, and turning in tomorrow
Kung Fu Panda 4
Kung Fu Panda 4 Copyrights: DreamWorks and IMDB (2024)
I like to consider myself a cinephile, and I’ll admit I’m a bit partial to animation, that said I had thoughts about this one.
Kung Fu Panda, Kung Fu Panda 2, and Kung Fu Panda 3, were each epic in their own way in the telling of Po’s tale to enlightenment, inner peace, and awesomeness. Personally, I’m a massive fan of music tying in with film and Kung Fu Panda 2 does a phenomenal job of moving the viewer through the scenes in a dramatic form that closes with shattering clarity. But as I’m not a spoiler fan, I’d say simply check it out, available on Netflix (Kung Fu Panda 3), and or Peacock (Kung Fu Panda and Kung Fu Panda 2). Anyhow I digress. The series is a smashing success.
However, originally the rumors for the fourth film were limited, brief and often shots in the dark. One, that I managed to hold onto, was that the Furious Five and original cast would be in it. Villain had yet to be determined as well as plot. But I was hooked the moment I saw Dustin Hoffman and Jack Black signing on, I kept my ear to the news horn and hoped it’d develop to bigger and better. Then about a year ago the rumor was that the Furious Five would not be making an appearance, that the villain was new, Black was still on as well as Cranston, Hong, and Hoffman. I hesitated, even held my breath toward expecting something worth viewing on the big screen. As it’s known sequels suck a plenty and a plenty suck.
So come the fourth film of what has become a great set of movies, still shrouded in lack of verified details, I wasn’t sure to expect anything but similar graphics as the trailer had shown this already. And Awkwafina. We had seen Migration, have seen Awkwafina in a few shows and have appreciated the humor. So it started to look promising.
It’s premiere night here in our hometown, the theater is quiet, it’s still a school week and we’re ready
Slushies, popcorn, water, candy, and more popcorn, glimmer lights of the show and we enjoyed every second. Watching the story open the way it did and provide what can become a next step or story was not only exciting but well done with not relying on the Furious Five or any other villainous tropes as seen in the previous three. But to have Jack Black cover “Baby One More Time” at the end was icing on the cake.
It was certainly a treat with a good lesson, good story, and solid finishing touches for either a complete close or opening for more. Time will tell I guess.
C’est la vie
Goodnight and Good morning, good morning and good night.
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