Today marks a full month that we’ve been quarantined here in Boston. And it’s looking as if it’s going to be more of the same for yet another month.
I’d like to sit here and say I’ve used my “bonus” time to pick up a second language, read War and Peace, or, I don’t know, organize my entire DVD/Blu-Ray collection autobiographically.
Meaning, for instance, if I wanted to watch the movie, say, Go…
…I’d have to remember I put that in the Spring 1999 (but saw in the theater alone) section.
Moreover, if I wanted to watch Notting Hill I’d have to remember that’s also placed in the Spring 1999, but in the Took a Friend to the Movies Who Happened to be the Opposite Sex (but Wanted Her to Be More Than a Friend, but She Stayed a Friend) section.
Alas, none of that has taken place.
Most of my time has been spent having lightsaber battles with my 3-year old and eating an embarrassing amount of cheese.
I’ve also been CRUSHING Ozark on Netflix.
My wife, Lisa, had watched the previous two seasons without me and I never caught up. Season three was released a few weeks ago and she said she’d re-watch the first two seasons so we could watch the most recent one together.
Season 1 = Insanely good. What a treat to watch a well-written show that takes pride in character development and pacing.
Season 2 = I’m only half way through and it’s still really, really good.
Season 3 = NO SPOILERS.
Something else to check out (if you haven’t already) is Questlove’s 7+ hour tribute to Q-Tip and A Tribe Called Quest. I’ve been listening to it non-stop this entire week.