Why I Loath ABC Network

So my taste for TV has dwindled a lot lately.  I watch a select grouping of shows.  Most of them have completed their series runs and that has left voids in what I watch.  If I watch TV now I fill in Netflix, Food Network, HGTV and Law and Order re-runs.  This is sad because I used to love watching a list of shows.  Now I’m like Blah.

Downward Dog – CANCELLED

I loved Downward Dog.  It was cute, funny and lovable.  Who couldn’t like Martin and Nan?  They were a sweet team.  The storyline was evolving with each heartwarming episode.

Who could forget Martin’s observations on life.   Like when he’s banished to the Prison Yard.  Martin has an arch nemesis, Pepper the neighbors cat.  This is hysterical.  How about being the Garbage Dog?  The time he tore apart Nan’s house when left alone.  What dog owner couldn’t relate?  The fact that Martin has a voice is amazingly fun.

There are rumors that this Show is being shopped around to other networks.  I sure hope someone picks it up because I was so excited to watch Season 2.

I’m tired of violent TV Shows.  I’m tired of remakes of remakes.  I’m  tired of humorless “comedies”.  ABC Network, you have nothing to offer me.  I’ve given up on Once Upon A Time and I’m pretty sure that was the only other show I was watching on your crappy network.  You broke my heart when you dumped All My Children and One Life To Live…this just makes me loath you even more!

Goodbye Adam West

This weekend Adam West passed on and with his passing he took the best part of television with him…The Caped Crusader!

It was West’s rendition of Batman that made me want to be Batman when I was a child.  Alas, I only got to be Batman on Halloween but it was a start to a life love of the 1966 version of Batman that I held all other incarnations too.

Who could forget Shark Repellent?

Or the Bat-tusi?

He was 100% West!  The best Batman ever has died 😦

Niko Stopped By

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Nor’Easter Niko stopped by yesterday.  It is extremely cold still and Niko blew most of the snow into one big pile from the gale force winds he was providing.  All in all, it could have been far worse and even though I didn’t get a snow day I got out of work early.  So Yay me!

Tomorrow starts a small warm up.  Come on 47 degrees!!

Death, Be Not Proud

Death, be not proud, though some have called thee

Mighty and dreadful, for thou art not so;

For those whom thou think’st thou dost overthrow

Die not, poor Death, nor yet canst thou kill me.

From rest and sleep, which but thy pictures be,

Much pleasure; then from thee much more must flow,

And soonest our best men with thee do go,

Rest of their bones, and soul’s delivery.

Thou art slave to fate, chance, kings, and desperate men,

And dost with poison, war, and sickness dwell,

And poppy or charms can make us sleep as well

And better than thy stroke; why swell’st thou then?

One short sleep past, we wake eternally

And death shall be no more; Death, thou shalt die.

       — John Donne

He died almost a week ago.  He was young, filled with promise.  He had a future to yet be discovered.  He was someone’s child, sibling, grandson and friend.  He is gone now and all that remains is the question why?

Coulrophobia It’s Real Man!

Coulrophobia is a fear of clowns.

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I’m not sure when or why I developed a fear of clowns.  It’s real and it’s weird.  Clowns are basically harmless.  Well, unless they are associated with Stephen King…then not so much.  I think the only clown I’ve never been freaked out about is Bozo.  I think it’s because I once had a Bozo punching bag.  Perhaps it was a bit therapeutic to have a clown I could punch.

I’m still freaked out though…

Living with Autoimmune

I’ve been lucky these last few months.  I’ve felt pretty good in general but with Rheumatoid Arthritis my good is someone else’s very bad day.

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This is a representation of how I feel today.  The weather was rainy this week, coupled with a cold spell settling into the region and a stressful, sleep deprived week and this is what is left.  A person who feels broken from the inside out.  My feet are swollen and my hands as well.  It hurts when I take a breath because my costal joints are inflamed.

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I’m luckier than most that I can get treatment for my disease.  I also consider myself lucky that I do not have something far worse like Crohn’s Disease which is also an Autoimmune disease.  So although I feel like roadkill on a winter day I’m still living and pushing through it.  Everyone has something…this is my something.