Cold medicine; gloomy, cold weather; and just bad luck with getting to see my doctor (he has the flu, thus canceling two appointments) makes a recipe for a great experience. Today was the first time I left the house since last Wednesday evening. Generally I hate being sick despite all the sleep I get to catch up on. There is only so much snoozing you can do too which leads into TV watching, hoping it can put you back out. At least I finally saw what the fuss is about It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia; I think I get it, the show is a human cartoon starring four (then five) sociopaths who make Patsy and Edina appear saintly. The reviewer for The Onion definitely watches Sunny on a weekly basis because when you see multiple episodes in a row, the pattern reveals itself, making the show less enjoyable. I had a similar complaint with King of the Hill (what’s Bill or Dale’s problem now?) and Duckman (here comes the title character’s rant). To balance it out I hunted down my first season DVDs of The Simpsons, see if the show originally was the gold standard of commentaries. No, I think my assessment happened after David Mirkin’s tenure yet there are interesting insights brought up by the first season’s crew.
Anyway, what’s there to be depressed about? Wish I knew. It’s a combination of many things and for me, the experience is painful especially when I’m completely aware of the disconnect. Disconnect? Facts versus feeling, aka, life around Austin is pretty cool so again, what’s the problem? My hope is getting it worked through when my doc is no longer contagious as per his doctor.
The plan wasn’t to bring anyone down, just give you (or in Southsider, youse) a quick FYI on why the site was sluggish. Things will pick up again. Much more is coming. Hell Russellmania is in two weeks, Stars play back to back matches this weekend and I’m fired up for pinball league.
I hope you feel better soon.