I still don’t like Doritos locos tacos. At all. But Taco Bell messed up the order tonight and I didn’t become aware of it until long after the bra had been shed and the house clothes donned. So I just ate what I was given.
It’s Martin Luther King, Jr. Day here in the US. And two days to the presidential inauguration. It feels like we’re just holding our collective breath, waiting for the other metaphoric shoe, or another goddamned homegrown terrorist attack, to drop.
So, we watched the absolutely ridiculous film,Jupiter Rising, this evening; Fen, their girlfriend Kimmy, and I.
And then, to recover some brain power afterwards, we turned to an old classic, circa 1994, that Fen and I hadn’t seen in a while and that Kimmy had never seen.
It was tacos for dinner tonight. Low spoons means low effort meal. They put on the MST3K of Outlaw on after that, so I retired to my room. I’ve no desire to see anything based on The Books of Gor. Reading them was more than enough.
I just read a short story that was a little Purge-like called Little Monsters: A Halloween Story. It’s got an odd, emotionally detached narrator but it was engaging. Wouldn’t read it again, but it was enjoyable.
I’m going to meditate and then crash for the night.
I often make the joke that I am more “ish” than I am Jewish. It’s literally true, at least according to Ancestry.com’s results.
Anyway, how does that relate to a reading challenge? I’ll explain: one of my goals for 2021 is to read fifty two books this year. That breaks down to one a week…ish. I have a tendency to read in fits. So, it’s the -ish Challenge. A book a week-ish.