My wife and daughter are away in Florida this week, visiting family. I got to stay home. Needless to say I plan on lounging on the couch in my boxers for the foreseeable future.
Once again I found myself effectively chained to my desk chair yesterday as a result of the wife feeling under the weather and unable to contribute to caring for our daughter to any real degree, so I spent large swathes of time watching goofy shit on Netflix while feeding a seven-week-old infant. One of the things I watched was John Dies at the End, and I really don’t know what to say about this one, folks – it’s definitely weird.
If there’s something I have an abundance of right now, it’s time spent immobilized on the couch or the computer chair while a hungry four-week-old sucks down a bottle of formula. Lucky for me Netflix has an auto-run feature once you get it going; as a result I’ve been catching up on more television and movies that I’ve missed. The latest series I’ve finally been able to catch has been Tron: Uprising, and so far I’m really enjoying it.
Netflix totally preserved my sanity last weekend, as I got to sit and watch the wife get poked and prodded for nearly 72 hours straight by a wide range of medical professionals. Not only that, but I’ve been able to re-enter modern society to a degree thanks to the amount of time I’ve been spending watching cartoons that came out years ago.
I had a few hours of downtime yesterday and as the wife was passed out on the couch I decided to load up Netflix on my computer in the hopes that maybe something new and interesting had been added; my curiosity was rewarded when I discovered that the first season of Genndy Tartakovsky’s Samurai Jack had been added.