My girls en route to see Frozen with Grandma (Smiley went too)
Published writer, compulsive reader, Old School Whovian, Match Game enthusiast, NKOTB fan, data hoarder, and - surprisingly, given that list - married with four kids. Welcome to my take on life, fatherhood, entertainment, and whatever strikes my fancy. Enjoy!
Tuesday, April 15, 2014
Insidious 2 and Haunter
We watched "Insidious: Chapter 2" and "Haunter" on Netflix in the past few days, the latter being a Canadian supernatural horror film starring Abigail Breslin. Both movies were well done and provided some scares, and y'all need to add them to your queue.
Success! I hauled #TeamSlap to The Basilica of St. Josaphat at 7:30 this morning and, after a half hour wait in line, we made it through confession. Scratch one item from the Easter-prep list.
A lunar eclipse and a slumber party in the basement
Last night the #Centerpieces (Lu and Smiley) chose to sleep in our largely unfinished basement, camping out in a 'clubhouse' they made of sheets and an air mattress. The #Bookends spent the night in their own rooms, but YaYa wanted me to wake her up for the lunar eclipse last night. I did so, but she wouldn't get out of bed and ordered me to shut her door. So I watched a bit of the blood moon/eclipse on my own from the porch and then hit the hay - and no, it wasn't cloudy at all at 2am, not near my house.
Monday, April 14, 2014
Sunday, April 13, 2014
Pacquiao v Bradley
I'm disgusted that Manny Pacquiao got a UD versus Tim Bradley. Yeah, I watched the fight,and I agree Pacquiao deserved the win on points, but he was throwing powderpuff shots and missing a ton. Bradley lost mainly because he let Manny win rounds on the benefit of the doubt. Let's not confuse this with a great performance, and the lopsided scorecards are, IMO, a joke. Plus Larry Merchant did the commentary, he of the ever present depressing cynicism, and that nearly ruined it from the start. Blech.
Why is it so hard to find a Confessional? LOL
Make it five churches. #TeamSlap went to St. Anthony's this morning for confession and waited in line for 30 minutes before the priest called an end to it and went to start Mass, leaving us high and dry. The main culprit was a pretty, very demure 14 or 15 year old girl who went into the booth with a notebook(!) and took fifteen minutes to confess. WTH - I wish I'd hung out with her in high school. Why is it so hard to find somewhere to confess?? Next up, the Basillica at 7:30AM tomorrow.
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