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Like most folks, I'm marginally obsessed with Game of Thrones. Falls in line with my personality, really. I have that whole obsessive-compulsive thing going on sometimes.
And by "sometimes" I mean "all the time."
For the record, I'm a late adopter to the show. I didn't even know what Game of Thrones was the first 4 years or so it was on. But, at the behest of a very close friend -- my boy Baba Ganoush* -- I watched episode 9 of season 4 the night it aired a few years back.
I've been hooked since.
The entirety of the series was binge-watched that following week. I've even rewatched the series a few times looking for hints and foreshadowing events I may have missed during initial viewings because, as we all know, the writers are famous for telling you what's going to happen before it actually happens.
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Difficult to catch everything the first time around with all that T&A. Shit can get distracting. Especially when it comes to my early season favorite Ros.
#neverforget
Or my girl Melisandre.
I guess it only makes sense a red priestess who can bring people back from the dead has perfect breasts. (Those, of course, can not be pictured here. Use the Google machine if you need to.)
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But, despite the beautiful naked woman, engaging story and time invested, I want the series to end.
There, I said it.
Game of Thrones will go down as one of the greatest shows in HBO's history. No question. But I just want to know how it ends already. All the speculating, build up and waiting is exhausting. I need HBO to pull a Netflix and just release the remaining episodes so I can watch them and get on with my life.
Until the spin-offs, of course.
*names have been changed to protect the innocent
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Quick Thinking
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-- The Founder, a movie currently streaming on Netflix starring Michael Keaton, details how Ray Kroc turned McDonald's into the most successful fast food chain in the world is an interesting watch and taught me a few things.
-- First, he did it by standing on the shoulders of others.
-- Which, sadly, is what the American Dream really is about.
-- Filthy rich, indeed.
-- Second, Mr. Keaton, the Batman I remember most from my youth, looks old.
-- My summer basketball league career came to an end Tuesday night when we lost to the #1 seed in the playoffs.
-- Can't win a game when you gift the opposing team 9 points off free-throws because of technical fouls while arguing over calls with the refs.
-- We lost by 7, btw.
-- I just watched a Bud Light commercial highlighting...wait for it...Drone Racing.
-- As a self-proclaimed nerd, I love how "nerd culture" continues to influence our economic landscape.
-- Speaking of nerd culture, I bet my cousin 2 weeks ago I would let him shave my eyebrows off if a dragon doesn't die during this season of Game of Thrones.
-- If one does, I get free entry into his Fantasy Football League this season.
-- F**K YEAH!
-- I really, really, really hope I'm right
-- And, yes, it still counts as a "death" if the dragon is resurrected by the Night King.
-- The best song you don't know about right now is Rough Soul by Goldlink featuring April George.
-- The hook melody is CRAZY infectious.
-- His little shimmy shake while signing is pretty good, too.
-- Yuh.
I crossed paths with my ex-wife at Capron Park Zoo last week for the first time since our divorce hearing a few years back and, listen, it affected me far differently than I would have expected.
This is a woman who took advantage of me emotionally, economically...you name it. She had very unkind things to say about the people in my family toward the end of our relationship. Those same people, by the way, showed her nothing but love and support -- even after she confessed to physically abusing me in front of them.
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My ex-wife punched me in the face three times one night when I approached her with questions of infidelity. While packing my bag to leave, she continued her tirade, challenging me to "be a man" peppered with motivational gems like "stand up for yourself!" and "you're going to let a little girl hit you like that?!"
Good times.
Her tactics after the incident were as predictable as she was -- she tried to control the narrative by going to my parent's home, waking them, putting on the tears and explaining how she was "concerned" about me. Of course, she conveniently forgot to tell them about punching me in the face while I stood there with my hands in my pockets. (literally)
After finding respite at my cousin's house, I had him drop me off at the end of my folk's street because I figured she'd go there. (Like I said, she was predictable.) I walked to the front door and sat on the steps listening to their conversation. After about 30 minutes, I walked in and confronted her with one simple statement, "Have the courage to tell them the truth before I do." She broke down and admitted the truth before running into some back bedroom crying.
I was proven right about the infidelity sometime after, by the way. But that's another story for another time.
You wouldn't believe the circumstances if I told you anyway.
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Anger. I expected to feel anger. I mean, I'm entirely justified to feel it. But I didn't really feel anger. I didn't really feel anything. I felt pity, kind of, because she looked tired. Like really, really tired. Not "bad" or "ugly" or anything. (I mean, pretty has always been easy for her. Botox is good like that.) She just looked really tired. She looked a little sad, too, but she always looked like that. Knowing zero about her life now, I felt bad for her in that moment and found myself wishing for her to be happy.
Sure, I also had a quick daydream about throwing her in the lion's den directly behind her at the zoo, but that felt more like comic relief than anything else.
Besides, lion's are smart enough not to eat spoiled meat.
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Quick Thinking
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-- 3 weeks into Season 7 of Game of Thrones and it's evident that at least one dragon will die and fall victim to the Night King, Dany and John will sex it up, Arya will kill Littlefinger and Cersei will, well, continue to be Cersei.
-- Yup. Game of Thrones is getting predictable.
-- There, I said it.
-- But "set-up" stories typically are.
-- The Season 8 payoff for all these story lines should be absolute madness, though.
-- Can't.
-- Wait.
-- The best song you don't know about right now is Memory Of by De La Soul.
-- Quote of the Week goes to yours truly for saying the following to my colleagues after we watched Ramses the Lion pee and poop on one of the 2 lionesses he's caged with at Capron Park Zoo, "The king of beasts certainly is majestic."
-- In his defense, wet wipes are tough to come by in the animal kingdom.
-- Thank god us humans have them, though. My hairpants make post-poop wiping an adventure without them.
-- Even with them it can still be a bit tricky.
-- Yup, I said that, too.
-- Shopping for houses the past few months has taught me one very valuable lesson: HGTV is full of shit.
-- It feels way too early for football season to be 4 weeks away.
-- Reps in peace Summer 2017.
-- It's like you're ending before you've even started.
-- Kinda like my high school sex life.
