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Catching up on where I left off with Re:ZERO, the The Self-Proclaimed Knight and the Greatest Knight worked out as an excellent return point. Perfect for wrapping up the first season in the hopes of catching up to season two before it finishes.


While my opinion of Subaru is a bit mixed, the combination with Julius makes a fine battle against Sloth. Two people who hate each other greatly yet are friends enough to work together the way they do: it’s a superb kind of crazy for their personalities. I kind of felt like applauding Subaru’s crackpot plan for finishing Sloth, after how carefully and painfully orchestrated his campaign went.

Not to mention the aftermath with oh shit, magic stones and the big bad doesn’t want to stay dead. The final episode for season one: “That’s All This Story Is About” also rocks because that really is what it’s all about.

As a protagonist, I feel Natsuki Subaru somehow manages to channel both the worst and best qualities as the story evolves around him. Yes, sometimes you’ll want to throw a book at his head, and sometimes you’ll want to shout his awesomeness. It’s kind of amazing how one character can be both in one story.

But in the end, Subaru’s reason why is all that really matters 😀.
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My mother had a habit of watching The Devil’s Advocate whenever it was on television, and was perhaps her favorite Al Pacino flick. Put Al in a movie and she would probably watch it: but The Devil’s Advocate was one she enjoyed. Personally, I had always tended to skip it; citing that it’s not my kind of subject matter. As a kid, I’d usually opt to be elsewhere and over the years have probably seen only bits and pieces in passing.
Seeing it pop up on Netflix: I finally opted to watch it. If I’ve ever seen the whole film straight through: it’s probably been around twenty years. I have to admit it’s easier to notice how great the film’s execution is than as a kid.
I rather love how Al’s character of Milton is so utterly insidious. As he warns Kevin, “He’s the one you never see coming”. Because that’s how things go to hell. How the notion of free will and temptation fit into the story is surprisingly well crafted. The ending is also pretty damned spectacular.
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Me: “Things I can blame on genetics: dunking a donut in my coffee.”

Willow: “What about the lack of sharing, human?”
Me: “Ummm, the baker?”
Misty: “Bastard….”
Corky: snorts
And may the coffee flow. 
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It’s pretty much a given that Willow aims to be comfortable.

And then there’s the point that Willow finds taking over my the bed more comfortable. Which between how early I fall asleep these days, and the comfort of dogs, is usually how I decide what room to be in by now, lol.
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For Corky’s sake: I kind of hope that I taste good or at least sweat gravy.

Passing thought: omnitasking

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A thought reoccurring to me often of late: is how many updates I’ve been meaning to write here in my journal, and filed under “Do that later.”

The answer is of course: too many.

My time has been pretty much a simple cycle of work, taking care home, or trying to garner enough downtime to recover from the formers. On the positive side, I’m not dead yet.
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The positive side of my day can be summarized as a series of meals, and dogs staring.

Having a coupon, I decided to splurge on breakfast from Burger King. It’s amazing how happy a little bit of hash brown will make a dog, lol.

Dinner was pasta, and I was much stared at. Sadly unlike breakfast there was no sharing.

Reactions to pasta didn’t stop Willow from being comfy but alert. Also helps that they got meat and gravy treaty goodness after dinner.

After a while, I wondered if Misty licking her chops was due to me thinking about cake, or it almost being time for her medication; which means peanut butter.

The decision to have some cake later lead to a hole being stared into my head.

Needless to say: I had to give everyone a dog treat to purchase some forgiveness, just to be sure I’m not found dead with teeth marks by morning.