Hello PBS fanatics!
Wait! I was kidding! Don’t go!
Good morning and happy post July 4th extended weekend shenanigans. To those people in my subdivision who waited until 10:30 pm last night (Sunday night) to exhaust the last of their July 4th fireworks stash, bravo. I especially liked their finale that wrapped up around 11:10 pm. Fireworks that screech and scream before exploding are always welcomed after 11 pm when I have already put the child to bed and there is a non-declawed cat sitting in my lap that is prone to being spooked easily. Again, bravo douchebags.
With that bit of grrr off my chest let’s hop in the time machine and head back to January 10th, 1971…no, wait, do not go! I was merely pointing to that date as the significant beginnings of a cultural thing called Masterpiece Theater! For the drama enthusiasts who prefer their dramas not to involve real life, this programming staple for PBS stations across mankind provides some culture and creative perspective in our Kardashian infected world.
The rest of the thought on this topic is yet unformed. Forgive me but I will end with a stolen passage from one of my favorite movies: The Breakfast Club.
Dear Mr. Vernon,
we accept the fact that we had to sacrifice a whole Saturday in detention for whatever it is we did wrong, but we think you’re crazy for making us write an essay telling you who we think we are. You see us as you want to see us, in the simplest terms, in the most convenient definitions. But what we found out is that each one of us is: a brain, an athlete, a basketcase, a princess, and a criminal. Does that answer your question?
The Breakfast Club.
Everyone have a great Monday and let’s keep picking each other up after other insist on knocking us down.