Dr Strange : MOM Review.

The best I can say was it felt muddled, over long and gave Wanda a real shitty send off. Far too focused on spectacle and not much in the way of story telling, or character development. It was bright and colorful but empty. Perhaps my tastes have altered after nearly 30 MCU films now that I have seen. They just aren’t geared to my age demographic, which is fine. That’s how I felt about the first two of the new Spider man movies too. No Way Home felt a little more mature in tone, and it spoke to me. But Dr Strange felt like a crazy, busy, meandering puzzle box that ended up being empty at the end anyway. Cameo heavy and ultimately unimportant. Phew.

It wasn’t all bad, I enjoyed parts of it. But I don’t feel as though there was any kind of suitable outcome. It could have all been a dream, and we’d still be where we left off after Spiderman NWH.

But now I’m up and awake after 11:00pm again, with another domestic duties Monday on the way, with 3.5 school days left for this term. Temperatures are rising, the rains didn’t show up, so we’ll have to start actively watering crops at the farm. I started off on rows of tomatoes today. Beets and potatoes and peppers to get watered next. My Saturday sunburn was not happy that I decided to spend any part of today outdoors. IV rash guards will have to get dug out of storage. Not a blunder I wish to repeat anytime soon.

With a 193 day writing streak…

There are more than a few daily entries which i don’t recall writing, nor do I remember what is contained within them several weeks or months later. It’s a real trip to get notified of a new like for something that doesn’t ring a bell. Then I go back and read it and I’m like, yeah – I totally wrote that, I drips of me. Reeks of my sensibilities. I might write on the daily, but it sure isn’t about quality at this point. More to the point, it’s just about the act of doing. I’m so close to 200 days now. I can just about taste it.

Had a great day with my youngest’s birthday party. Spent four hours in the pool, and my skin is shouting its obscenities at me now. I didn’t know it would go on for four hours of the mid day high uv sun, but it did. It was a blast. Then tonight I had a drink round my friends house, chatting on the porch. Got three healthy Rye’s in and now I’m watching The Watchmen, in an attempt to not get the spins when I flop into bed. I also napped for an hour or so today, due to all of the sun exposure and I’m not as tired as I would be otherwise. Could be worse. The aloe came to my rescue. I’m not lobster red, but I feel it, even after several cool water plunges to take the worst of the radiant heat out of my back & shoulders. Kids all had fun, and no one got hurt. A win all around. I’ll take it.

My wedding anniversary is coming up asap. We hope to have a lunch or dinner together to celebrate. Been a few years since we’ve had a childless date. I think we saw Jerry Seinfeld in Oshawa a few years ago. That was a fun evening, no bad seats in such a small venue. Oh, pre Covid times, how I miss you so.