Most of my day was spent at my doctor's office, or so it seemed. Doctor's visits have that affect on me. They seem to devour entire days, no matter how much time I actually have to spend on them.
But finally we came home and played a little bit of Guild Wars 2 and a lot of Black Desert Online. It wasn't a bad day, all in all. It was surely my best day since last Thursday, and that's even taking the doctor's office into consideration.
Please have a look at our current eBay auctions, which include a copy of Dear Sweet Filthy World. A substantial check from a publisher is very overdue and all that crap. When you make your living as a freelance, this is how the world works. People are allowed to pay you when they feel like it.
You know, it would go some way towards alleviating my hatred of the present if we'd stop referring to presidential candidates by their first names.
Anyway, tonight we finally saw Taika Waititi's Jojo Rabbit (2019), and wow. I'm amazed this freakishly adorable, terribly sorrowful, and profoundly wise and humane film was actually made. It's a brave piece of cinema. It's wacky and sweet and monstrous and funny and beautiful. See, I'm not a film critic. You can tell by the way I just recklessly toss all those adjectives around, by the way I merely tell you how it impressed me, just tell you how a film made me feel, instead of droning on about rebuttals to "European exceptionalism" and whatnot and what have you. Also, I think Sam Rockwell is quickly becoming one of my favorite actors. Anyway, please see Jojo Rabbit.