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Synopsis: The Unsullied and Dothraki armies arrive at the gates of King’s Landing. Bronn and Jaime ready their men. On a ship, Tyrion, Jon and Davos pass Euron’s fleet. The Hound checks the box with his dead prisoner. Still kicking. Cersei tells the Mountain to ready himself should things go south. Tyrion, Missandei, Davos, Jorah, Varys, The Hound, and their Dothraki honor guard march to the Dragon Pit. On their way, they run into Bronn and the Lannister support staff with Brienne and Podrick in tow. Tyrion reunites with Podrick, Brienne with the Hound. The group arrives and awaits the arrival of the queens. Podrick and Bronn take their leave. Cersei arrives with Qyburn, Euron, Jaime and the Mountain and we have a shitton of main characters reuniting or seeing each other for the first time. The Hound threatens the Mountain. Cersei questions where Daenerys is, but she soon arrives on dragonback. Tyrion begins with the presentation, but Euron interrupts, telling Theon he’s got Yara and making fun of Tyrion. Cersei orders Euron to sit. Tyrion lays out the history, and Job explains the army of the dead. You have to wonder if they rehearsed this power point on the ride over. Cersei says she doesn’t believe the stories and she will not agree to a truce. The Hound enters with his crate and kicks out the wight, who charges toward Cersei (no one, it should be noted, jumps up to protect her). The wight is held back by chains, and the Hound chops him in half, but he keeps coming. Qyburn examines a severed hand, still moving. Jon sets it on fire, demonstrating the ways to kill them, finishing the wight off with dragonglass. Daenerys says she didn’t believe it herself until she saw them, and says there were a hundred thousand at least in their army. Euron nopes on out of there, saying he’s taking his fleet back to his island. Cersei says she will agree to the truce if Jon Snow agrees that the North will remain neutral. Jon says he can’t do that, he’s already sworn allegiance to Daenerys. Everyone winces because Snow couldn’t trouble himself to lie just a little bit. Cersei says no deal and storms out. Brienne asks Jaime to talk to Cersei.
After tooling around in the desert for a couple weeks (which, incidentally, too long) I popped over to South Africa, Kruger National Park (adjacent) by way of Ethiopia, Johannesburg and Nelspruit. I’ve sweating my dick off in the UAE, it was nice to get to place a bit cooler. Added bonus – all the friggin’ animals. Seriously, there’s a leopard over there about twenty feet. Right there, a herd of elephant thirty five Stampy’s deep. Lion’s just across the water. Crocs entirely too close. It was next-level awesome.
Ignoring the blog is easy to do when you’ve been popping around a few different continents. Spent a lot of September/October across the pond, and a couple other ponds, in the UAE and South Africa, as well as London, which isn’t that exciting. I’ve got a bunch of movie reviews coming, but here is a collection of pics from the first leg of the trip.
It’s been a busy month, so much so that documenting it has taken a back seat to experiencing it. One of the greatest weekends spent a fortnite or so ago, was going out to Joshua Tree for Perseid meteor shower. Every year, as we tilt properly towards the night sky, a bevy “shooting stars” and the like can be witnessed. Leaning into that prospect, a few friends and I traveled into Joshua Tree where the local area is less encumbered by light pollution. During the days, we’d hike around in the obscene heat, while at night we’d play games, drink, and during what is normally my bedtime, we’d drive into the park and stare up the sky, collectively marveling “look at that!”, “did you see that one?” and the like.
My seventh-grade teacher was murdered. It was a random mugging, less than a mile from my house the summer before eighth grade. I don’t remember how I found out. This was before the internet let tragedy spread like a brush fire. What I remember most is her funeral. I had a hand-me-down suit from my brother because mine no longer fit me. It was itchy and tight. I sat in the third or fourth pew with my friend, Quentin.
It was either title it that or reboot it and toot it. But I’m digressing before I even begin. The state of television in the past few years has been bifurcated from the old network (cable and regular) state into a war between that and the new binge-tastic mode proffered by Netflix, Hulu, Amazon and the like. Weirdly, both sides have employed a similar strategy for some of their programs – bring back the old shit.