Well it was hard, but I stopped shopping at Target due to them caving on DEI. I don't buy enough food to make a Costco membership worth it, but I went to the employee-owned Winco supermarket, and their prices aren't too bad. Every grocery store has the "egg shortage" notices though. I guess I can go to a different store for the clothing and home decor stuff that I used to get at Target too.
So what's there to say about Trump's insane ramblings about owning Gaza? And Netanyahu just lets him do it, not even trying to assert he wants that property too. These fucking racist dictators.
I tried to distract myself by seeing Love Hurts, but the movie wasn't as fun and camp as I thought it would be. Not as funny as One of Them Days, for instance, and they didn't use Marshawn Lynch for as much bonkers absurdity as I wanted. I liked the knife assassin who writes poetry, but the movie lingered a little too long on his awkward romance with Ashley from the realtor's office. And they had a silly cameo from one of the Property Brothers as a rival realtor. I mean, it was nice to see Sean Astin in this as Marvin's close friend and mentor, but I guess the action/fighting put a damper on some of the comedy. I read rumors that there's a Goonies sequel movie in the works, but I don't know if it will pan out at all.
Meanwhile, I found my boxset of the BBC Radio dramas of Sherlock Holmes, so I started listening to them again. They're much better than the annoying Sherlock & Co podcast in which Watson stammers and rambles so much, wasting valuable airtime on pointless filler scenes. I mean Watson is supposed to be an average guy, normal to contrast to Holmes, but why does this podcast think that means Watson is perpetually awkward and embarrassing himself? Stop making him the comic relief! If something happens that's only tangentially related to the case, then cut the damn scene and just narrate a summary of what's important. You are the narrator, John. Do your damn job!
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