Category: Blog

Andor has too much war and not enough stars.

So serious.

Barely shiny. Continue reading “The Balance Between Stars and Wars”

So far, for #FurryBookMonth, I have read five Animorphs books (#14-18). This is my first time reading through the series, and it’s really quite amazing. Such an epic story, and so very, very furry.

I continue to love absolutely everything about the new Quantum Leap.

How is it so good?

It’s as good as it possibly could be — the platonic ideal of a Quantum Leap revival.

I WANT MORE MUSICAL TV SHOWS.

*grumbles quietly in the corner about sci-fi robot animal spaceship 26 episodes a year comedic musical TV shows that I can imagine but utterly fail to exist*

Aha, it only took until book 16 for the Animorphs to discover websites. So very 90s.

In other news, my 9-year-old read an entire Animorphs book this evening, just so they could come downstairs after bedtime and do a victory dance at me about being a whole book ahead of me.

After some extremely limited research, it would seem that DALL-E believes a space station built FOR bees will be of higher quality than a space station built BY bees. I suppose that’s fair.

Me: “I want one of my publishers to email me… with good news…”

Kid: “I can’t help you with that… unless… I become a publisher. Walter Publisherman. Walter is a good fake adult name, right?”

Okay, so, the original six movies — Lord of the Rings and Hobbit — were fine to watch with my kids, and the first FIVE HOURS of Rings of Power were fine too… but now we’re graphically gouging out eyes and having them drip all over and other egregious violence?

Not loving this.

I can handle violence in shows, but just because you can do something doesn’t mean you should, and this level of violence in Rings of Power was out of tone with everything that preceded it. Continue reading “Suddenly Violence”

The first episode of the Quantum Leap revival was clearly made by people who love Quantum Leap a lot.

I’ve been burned by things I love a lot before… but… my damaged heart is cautiously optimistic. Continue reading “Quantum Leap Reboot”

Me: “It’d be like if you put your fist in a box, and you didn’t know if you’d punched yourself or not until you opened it. Like Schroedinger’s Self-Punch.”

The 15-year-old: “You mean… like Russian Roulette?”

Me: “Oh yeah, I guess that does already exist.”