There’s a Method to My Mumblings

It occurs to me I have failed to write any daily double digits for some days now. I’ve been kind of backed up with writing a grad school paper that’s all about method which means it’s even more boring than these blog posts. I think I’m mostly done, but I also feel there are multiple things missing. Unfortunately, my brain is now fried, and I don’t think I can accomplish any more. So instead of working on that I’m writing this terrible blog post.

My Apologies to Hoagy Carmichael

“Sometimes I wonder why I spend…” so much time pondering what the hell I’m doing.

This One Is Extra Nerdy

I’m well past the point where I should be reading research for my big final master’s degree project. I’ve certainly read plenty. But I keep finding more. And this means the literature review that I just finished will need even more work than the edits I had already planned. Somehow, though, I’m loving it because I’m a nerd and love reading research. Still, someone needs to save me from myself.

Catching Big Stars in Bit Parts # 5

James Cromwell was a “that guy” until he became super-famous for “Babe”. This morning I caught him as a French policeman in an episode of “Magnum, P.I.” The benefits of watching while estudiando espanol.

Magnum Memories

One of my favorite “Magnum, P.I.” memories occurred when Higgins is being held captive at the estate. One of his captors notices his replica of the bridge on the River Kwai, says it was a great movie, and comments on Higgins doing so as well. Higgins in his impeccable manner replies, “I was there.” Today while estudiando espanol, I caught that moment in the episode “Summer School”, Season 6, Episode 12.

Constipation Blues

I don’t feel like writing because I’m constipated. I took some stuff earlier to hopefully alleviate that problem, but at the moment I remain in discomfort. Despite this, I did manage to estudiando some espanol and write the paper that is due today. All this was done, of course, while watching “Magnum, P.I.” And that leads me to pondering what I’ll watch next although I’m likely at least two weeks away from finishing. Let us ponder.

Feline Terrorism

It’s a rainy Saturday. The wife is away, visiting her brother. It seems like the perfect setting for reading a book, which is something I need to do for school anyway. Instead, I am being terrorized by a psychotic kitty. Somebody save me!!!