Getting Caught Up
Feb. 26th, 2023 11:51 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
captainsblogSo let's see:
COVID tests and (lack of ) symptoms remain good.
No word yet on last weekend's Driver 2. I still have to do a report to DMV.
Filed only my first bankruptcy of the year the other day. Pipeline for them has been running very slow; the one I just filed was only the 85th case filed in the nine-county Rochester division by anybody in almost two months. The usually busier Buffalo division hasn't even broken 140 so far, none of them mine. I have a few in process in both places, but the pace is still much slower than it usually is.
My sister's taxes are done and filed, and later today I will begin what I refer to annually as "The Big Ugly" for our own taxes- pulling out deposit slips, receipts and bank statements to figure out how the hell much I "made" last year.
The pond hockey rink is still out there, although the sun's been out and the temp is inching above freezing, so hopefully I can get a path to the street completed down the side of our driveway that we won't wipe out on.
Which gets us to our entertainment category.
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We've finished three very good, but sadly canceled, Netflix single-season shows: Paul Rudd's Living With Yourself, where he plays two versions of himself; Julie Delpy's On The Verge, a mostly-in-English story about four women in LA in the early days of the pandemic; and the all new-to-us young French ensemble cast of Standing Up (Drôle in the original title) about life on the Parisian comedy club circuit which we found much more enjoyable than what Mrs. Maisel turned into. All are still showing their single seasons on Ye Olde Redde Envelope.
Caught up on Poker Face and Shrinking, though both have new ones coming.
Actually watched a new overair ABC show that also streams on Hulu, called The Company You Keep- Milo Ventimiglia and Catherine Haena Kim who meet-cute-almost-kill each other as a career criminal and undercover CIA agent who fall in at least lust during a random crime they're both involved in. Pilot was promising; we'll see if it keeps up.
And Last, but not least: I'm through five episodes, and am getting a hang for how the arc is developing. I've met Bill and Frank, and Henry and Sam, and Perry and Kathleen (basically Dolores Umbridge in non-pink fatigues). Apparently everyone in this show comes in a matching set. We've cleared Kansas City in more ways than one (hopefully Patrick Mahomes died in the crossfire) and are back on the way west. I think I've also met most of the baddies, whether you call them infecteds or zombies or clickers or whatevers. Latest to arrive were a nasty batch called bloaters. Soon as I saw one of those go to work, I immediately thought they looked like Kevin Smith's shit demon from Dogma, which suggests a much less violent way of defeating them:
(We know that these guys can't see. Hopefully they can still smell.)
Then it's three more sleeps until Joel puts his helmet and Baby Yoda back on.
I still haven't tackled the final Picard, and I probably should before things get busy mid-month with udda thingza.
COVID tests and (lack of ) symptoms remain good.
No word yet on last weekend's Driver 2. I still have to do a report to DMV.
Filed only my first bankruptcy of the year the other day. Pipeline for them has been running very slow; the one I just filed was only the 85th case filed in the nine-county Rochester division by anybody in almost two months. The usually busier Buffalo division hasn't even broken 140 so far, none of them mine. I have a few in process in both places, but the pace is still much slower than it usually is.
My sister's taxes are done and filed, and later today I will begin what I refer to annually as "The Big Ugly" for our own taxes- pulling out deposit slips, receipts and bank statements to figure out how the hell much I "made" last year.
The pond hockey rink is still out there, although the sun's been out and the temp is inching above freezing, so hopefully I can get a path to the street completed down the side of our driveway that we won't wipe out on.
Which gets us to our entertainment category.
----
We've finished three very good, but sadly canceled, Netflix single-season shows: Paul Rudd's Living With Yourself, where he plays two versions of himself; Julie Delpy's On The Verge, a mostly-in-English story about four women in LA in the early days of the pandemic; and the all new-to-us young French ensemble cast of Standing Up (Drôle in the original title) about life on the Parisian comedy club circuit which we found much more enjoyable than what Mrs. Maisel turned into. All are still showing their single seasons on Ye Olde Redde Envelope.
Caught up on Poker Face and Shrinking, though both have new ones coming.
Actually watched a new overair ABC show that also streams on Hulu, called The Company You Keep- Milo Ventimiglia and Catherine Haena Kim who meet-cute-almost-kill each other as a career criminal and undercover CIA agent who fall in at least lust during a random crime they're both involved in. Pilot was promising; we'll see if it keeps up.
And Last, but not least: I'm through five episodes, and am getting a hang for how the arc is developing. I've met Bill and Frank, and Henry and Sam, and Perry and Kathleen (basically Dolores Umbridge in non-pink fatigues). Apparently everyone in this show comes in a matching set. We've cleared Kansas City in more ways than one (hopefully Patrick Mahomes died in the crossfire) and are back on the way west. I think I've also met most of the baddies, whether you call them infecteds or zombies or clickers or whatevers. Latest to arrive were a nasty batch called bloaters. Soon as I saw one of those go to work, I immediately thought they looked like Kevin Smith's shit demon from Dogma, which suggests a much less violent way of defeating them:
(We know that these guys can't see. Hopefully they can still smell.)
Then it's three more sleeps until Joel puts his helmet and Baby Yoda back on.
I still haven't tackled the final Picard, and I probably should before things get busy mid-month with udda thingza.
So...
Date: 2023-02-27 12:56 pm (UTC)Just as you are getting used to using all your weapons and understanding which ones to use for Runners and which for Clickers (they move and attack differently), Joel is hoisted into the air upside down and swinging back and forth. Ellie is left on the ground, struggling with untying him from the counterweight, which is a refrigerator on the other side of the building.
You are seeing the action upside down as a pack of the infected approach!
Ellie is unarmed at this point, so you are tasked--as Joel--with fighting off the zombies from a swinging, stationary position, protecting both yourself AND her.
It's classic. :D
Maybe they will include it somewhere later...
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Date: 2023-02-27 01:37 pm (UTC)As for the falling-in-trap part, though, now's where I must again encourage you to get into Poker Face, our other current shared obsession here. A review of the most recent ep pointed out something in plain sight: a large number of the murders/comeuppances we see in this series come by the victims falling to their deaths. That's something the show's star, Natasha Lyonne, probably wants to talk about in therapy. Because in her previous starring role in Russian Doll, in the first series where she kept dying in a time loop every 24 hours, many of her gruesome deaths were also by falls. At least one was in an elevator that shot down its shaft at 42 feet/second/second, but most were her falling into ground-level sidewalk cellar doors.