DUCK TALES

Congratulations, you're going to be humming this to yourself for the next week.

I'm probably not going to watch, both because it's a bit outside of my age bracket and because I don't get Disney XD, but that voice cast looks fantastic enough to at least track down the first episode.  Honestly, I'd do it for David Tennant's Scottish accent alone - Broadchurch excepted, it's something of a rare sighting, and I look forward to Scrooge McDuck being near-incomprehensible.  My only complaint is that this video calls this the "Original" theme - implying there might be some kind of new version, which is simply unacceptable.  You can change a lot of things, Disney, but wouldn't dare replace a piece of music this catchy.

Stay Positive Sunday: Holding Hands and Going Steady

We're gonna start the year off with a positive jam.

I mean, not exactly.  I just couldn't resist that line.  The truth is there's a lot of positivity out there about 2017 - or rather there's relentless negativity about the year that 2016 was, and a desperate belief that 2017 can't get any worse.  Mind you, anyone who's seen a sitcom can tell you the phrase "this can't get any worse" is a sure sign everything's about to.

The Cruel Whimsy & Whimsical Cruelty

So this is absolutely amazing. I've honestly never read the books - they came just a tad after my time in terms of elementary school reading lists, and were ultimately overshadowed by Harry Potter. But frankly, this trailer makes me want to go check them out. It really is a flawlessly executed little piece, immediately setting the tone for the series as a whole as mysterious and fantastical, with its tongue planted firmly in cheek.  Above all else, including Patrick Warburton's astonishingly perfect turn as Lemony Snicket, the setting is really what makes it.  Maybe I'm just a sucker for Old Hollywood-style studio lots and the meta-narratives they imply, but count me in for this one.  Hell, maybe they'll even have Jim Carrey stop by and do a cameo.  That'd be cute.

Stay Positive Sunday: There Is No Escape

Normally, I'd have some kind of long-winded explanation here about not posting and falling in and out of productivity and how busy I've been.

Fuck all that bullshit, here's Metallica.

The Joy in Daniel Bryan's Retirement

Last night, live on WWE RAW, a wrestler named Daniel Bryan announced his retirement to the world.  To a huge percentage of the population, this is almost entirely irrelevant.  But to wrestling fans (and I count myself among them) it hit like a punch in the gut.  Bryan, a stellar ring technician who rose to the top of the WWE two years ago in a story-book coronation at Wrestlemania 30, was more than just a beloved wrestler; he was a symbol of something far greater.  He was the underdog that never quit, never gave up.  He was the guy who was too good to be ignored.  He was, simply, the best to ever step foot in the ring, at least in this era of professional wrestling.  I've been thinking about his retirement all day, and it's a complicated mix of emotions.   But I keep coming back to two photos.  Here's the first.

CM Punk (left) and Daniel Bryan (right): Two indie schmucks

Life Enough For A Thousand Lifetimes

In the past 24 hours, there have been untold eulogies of David Bowie.  There have been articles written about what he meant to the countless worlds he affected; music, film, art, the LGBT community, Science Fiction, and just general weirdness.  A metric ton of digital ink has been spilled, and while it seems overwhelming, it makes sense.  This was a man who transcended boundaries, essentially for a living.  Since the late 60s, it seems he never met a line he wasn't willing to cross.  He meant a lot of things to a lot of people, and of course he meant something to me as well.  I wouldn't be here otherwise.  But I'm not a Bowie scholar, or even a particularly devoted acolyte.  But on the eve of his death, I think it's appropriate, if nothing else, to appreciate the sheer breadth of an impact the man has had on the world today.

SPS - I Needed A Surprise

I'll admit, I've been in something of a rut these last couple weeks; not keeping up with habits and practices that I've worked very hard to develop.  Writing consistently was one of those habits.  There's countless reasons WHY I was in that rut, but frankly that's not really what I talk about on this blog.  All that really matters is that I was thoroughly prepared to not write an SPS for this week.  And then this happened...