Welcome to Friday Fhoughts, Folume 3.
I randomly wrote a few things — you know, fhoughts — a few Fridays ago. Now, in its third week, it’s a thing, y’all.
Welcome to the randomness of my brain at the end of another work week (sorry, weekend workers!).
Just imagine as you read what it must be like to be in my head all. the. time.
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Anyhoo, a few random Friday Fhoughts:
Almost every day, my brain wakes with a record already dropped on its turntable. Sometimes, it’s like a dream — me telling me something or revisiting something about me/my life. Other times, it’s random as f*ck and I like to think my subconscious is just trying to keep me entertained on this crazy roller coaster ride called life.
I celebrate this in my new Frequently Infrequent Series Woke Up Singing. (Other Frequently Infrequent Series include Movie Monday: A Review for You and Daisy Delights (under construction).)
Today’s jukebox classic, and I use that term loosely, in this case comes courtesy of The Heights.
I like Hanson and I am not ashamed.
Never good enough. Not perfect. Catholic school reinforces the flaws, in teaching and in the social aspect of a teen world I didn’t belong in. Weird loner, not unique introvert.
Eighth grade. An ugly nun holds a meeting.
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Welcome to my weekly review of This Is Us. Today: Season 2, Episode 10, Number Three. (The reviews will include spoilers, so don’t read if you haven’t watched and don’t want to know what happens!) My reviews are based on a single viewing. If I were to watch several times, as I can obsess over my favorite shows (I’m looking at you, True Detective, Season 1), I might be even more insightful (or over-Randall-ing it all). But I’d rather write my initial impressions than take time dissecting after many views. So…. Continue reading →
Welcome to my weekly review of This Is Us. Today: Season 2, Episode 9, Number Two. (The reviews will include spoilers, so don’t read if you haven’t watched and don’t want to know what happens!) My reviews are based on a single viewing. If I were to watch several times, as I can obsess over my favorite shows (I’m looking at you, True Detective, Season 1), I might be even more insightful (or over Randall-ing it all). But I’d rather write my initial impressions than take time dissecting after many views. So…. Continue reading →
