(image courtesy of Deadline)
Here’s a new segment, because I need one for dedicated opinions on TV shows, movies, and whatnot. So this time, it’s the new Power Rangers movie. As someone who only barely watched the shows when I was younger but did dress up as a Ranger twice for Halloween, it’s taken me a while to get acquainted with this shit. And via Linkara’s History of Power Rangers videos, the recent Twitch stream of almost every episode of the series made so far, and now this Hollywood (by way of Vancouver) movie, I’ve probably taken the douchiest possible route to the center of the fandom. And for the latter… well, I liked it, but mostly because I knew what kind of movie I was getting to start with.
Spoilers below, of course.
So, I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but there seems to be quite a few works of pop culture coming out which imply our impending doom. There’s a pilot ABC has in the works. It’s called “Doomsday”, and it’s basically about how, after 9/11, the United States government asked some people to come up with ways the world could end, but then one of them actually happened in the show, so now those people are free, and they get to live out their lives as… an ABC drama.
And look, I get that television is an escapist medium, and tragic stories are popular because the audience has no stake in anything happening, but goodness, that’s a bit too on the nose. At a time when the world is seemingly at its greatest risk of splitting apart in the history of civilized society, television shows like this are seemingly a little on the nose. And I don’t have to say anything about nuclear launch codes for this to be relevant today, because look at the news!
This isn’t the only pop culture piece to exhibit such erratic behavior, too. Just today, I read news of a movie called “Extinction”. Just read the title again. In fact, you might be here because you read the linked article about it on Deadline. In that case, hi there, and I hope my opinions matter to you. But yeah, I just can’t gel with stories about our whole world on the line and/or politics portrayed as a joke, because that’s how Earth is right now. But, speaking of non-existential matters… how about Neopets, eh? The Daily Dare just started today, and I have an article about games in the works.
Tell you what: New Pink Bori Plushie soon. You can count on that, but not my collegiate performance.
So I haven’t posted anything in in two weeks, and I guess I’m sorry for that, but I don’t have enough people reading these posts to make a difference. Let’s just say that it’s been a rough transitional period for me… I have not been doing very well in school, since as it turns out I haven’t been paying as much attention in Calculus class as I thought, and that caused me to absolutely bomb the test the teacher gave us on Friday. I only attempted two questions, and I’m not sure if I got either of them right, so it’s back to the drawing board for me, supposed genius. Oh well. But at least I did better on the assigned Engineering Physics test than I expected.
I’ve also said some mean things in a few places that I’ve had to atone for, and I’ve already said I’m sorry about them. One of the things about insulting a minority friend in a vicious manner for a fucking stupid reason is that it takes you a while to earn back your trust. I kinda wanted to talk about it on my blog, but what if a person from a place I want to work sees it? What if they just assume it’s in jest? I can’t imagine how they’d interpret over-apologizing, so I decided to keep it short and to the point. And also, I brought back a long-dead alternate Twitter account (originally created for a different purpose) for if I want to scream about the world in public. Or maybe, I could use Last Week Tonight’s helpful utility website to do so. That’s a really good show. I suggest you watch it if you’re looking for an alternate point of view.
So anyway, it’s back to the grind for me. Expect new feature posts within the next week, the week of my spring break, and also some very intensive studying…
So the Academy Awards are tonight. I’ll be counter-programming them with [adult swim] and working on a Chemistry test.
If you ask me, Hollywood is a bunch of hypocrites, because of what they’ve done, or rather, continue to not do. We hear them talk about how much liberal politics are awesome, but what have they ever done to change the system? Only rarely have I heard of the celebrity elites stepping beyond the city of Los Angeles and stopping the construction of oil pipelines (thank you, Mark Ruffalo), and maybe afterward reaching out to undecided voters in Wisconsin. These people have turned their art form into a safe space, spouting the same anti-Trump opinions over and over again with little regard for the opposition. But of course, they do have some occasional conservative busybodies in their hobby now and again. After all, why you think Mel Gibson still gets work?
Regardless, I don’t know if there will be politics discussion tonight, but I hope there isn’t. And I haven’t even seen any of the nominees for Best Picture… I did, however, watch The Nice Guys, which was a great film. Man, California in the 1970’s must have been a trip. There was no Twitter back then, so when you saw people doing pro-environment die-in protests, it was something to behold. I wonder how come this was the movie Ryan Gosling didn’t get a nomination for.
Today, I went to the local supermarket to buy some stuff. Our local chain is pretty cool, honestly. It’s known as the Market of the Basket. They make a lot of their own food, especially the soda, but it’s often really cheap and tastes gross compared to the familiar products. Really, it’s one of the types of food I don’t buy store brands of, mostly since I want to avoid the brominated vegetable oil in their fruity sodas and such.
So I went in, soon lost my mother, and then made three complete trips around the store and was on a fourth before I found her buying vegetables for a homemade pie. From there, I followed here most of the way. I left with having bought some awesome potato chip dip (horseradish/french onion flavor, which is delicious) and a Diet Mountain Dew, which I drank with my supper of pizza and cheesy breadsticks from the pizza place.
Occasionally, going to the store gets boring. I don’t know how my mom can spend so much money so often on food. We need to stop consuming it so often and so quickly. After all, this is why I’m obese. I often joke about being a “recreational eater” who consumes when me feels like it, but this is a problem that definitely resonates with the rest of the family, especially my sister, who has been addicted to snacks like popcorn and pretzels in huge bag form for several months. But she also uses the family’s treadmill a lot to exercise and lose weight. She’s lost over ten pounds since she started the routine! It’s typical of her, and I couldn’t ask for anything more.
So please: Don’t make mass consuming of food, anime, political jargon, or any other notable desire normal. Space out your life… give it room to breathe, and room to prosper. After all, this is a good part of why I decided to make this blog in the first place. I hoped it would give me great ideas, and I guess it’s working. So yay.
Today, I’m going to tell you how to get into Neopets, if you haven’t already. And also… how to make money. Because it’s not just doing your dailies and playing Kass Basher 3x a day, oh no. If you want a spiffy Paint Brush for your pet, you need to own the means of profiteering.
A mild bumper of snow is laid at the entrance of the driveway. The snowbanks are over five feet high in some places. The trees around the house dotted with loose powder which blow off in high winds. It’s the middle of February, but only now does it feel like the season is truly here.
Living in New Hampshire has a couple of perks. Perhaps the most notable is the beauty of the surrounding area in its coldest months. Perhaps we may be in the middle of the last winter, considering the circumstances of the world, but if this is the finale, I guess it’s not a bad way to go out.
And the snow days… oh boy. I missed two installments of my Engineering Physics class last week, and a third installment this week got cancelled because the teacher had some personal matters. I don’t know what they were, but they came at the worst possible time. I also missed a Chemistry class, and we don’t have class next week (it’s on a Monday… President’s Day), so that’s two whole weeks of no playing with the elements… different elements. It is pretty interesting how the season messes up our plans. We can’t avoid it, but we can change how we look upon it. And thankfully, because of technological advantages, we can plan around the gratuitous winter storms. As such, my Chemistry teacher has given us a do-at-home exam for Chapters 1 and 2 of this unit. I’ll do it at my earliest convenience… maybe. For that matter, I still need to figure out how some particular molecular calculations work.
Winter is great, between everything it does for the world. I want to make sure future generations have a chance to experience its quirks, and get benefits from its more powerful aspects.
That’s not me raging, by the way. It’s just a stern opinion.
At the house of fetid desires, I know how it goes. We bake a lot of stuff, because we’re a family of decent tastes. My younger sister (younger as in high school age) likes to bake things with the lowest difficulty required. So we go to the store and get this box of Pillsbury cookies, and they really have no reason to exist other than because they’re an entry-level baking product. Most recently, we got heart-shaped cookies, and some of them are the typical light brown colo(u)r, while others are pink. Take a look:
It’s cynical to think that they could just pump these out for whatever liberal-created holiday crapfest they want, but I guess it if helps the business, I don’t see why not.
I hate these things, but I can’t help myself from eating a few whenever they come around. They’re almost flavorless, with only a bare minimum of whatever scientifically-created sugar concoction holding them together. They also melt in your mouth with little effort, which sounds like a good idea, but without any notable additions to play off of, the experience is painfully muted, and the melt comes off as more of a collapse. And they always remain the same, no matter what holiday is currently grabbing this planet by the balls.
Seriously, I have nothing against sugar cookies. They can be done well if you put enough texture and sugary bits into them. The best ones need to be light and fluffy with every satisfying chew shooting off maximum flavor. But the ones pictured here are mass-produced with not much attention given to the recipe and/or a general purpose, so they just collapse.
If you want to give these to your kid, I’m okay with it… I just don’t know what it would accomplish. Maybe it’d be better to make a delicious homemade macaroni and cheese with them; my mom makes a really good one based off of the recipe from a local restaurant. Maybe for a future installment of the good stuff, I’ll go into it in-depth.
Of course I’m going there.