We’re cleaning out a really disgusting room. We’re not keeping anything from in there. It’s mostly garbage.

Seriously, I’m not risking my life and future health to hold onto some crap I don’t even want. I don’t know how much my life is worth to me, but it’s a lot more than some old ratty Barbie Dolls and the Kid’s precious tub of legos. (Which wouldn’t have been in storage for so long if he really wanted them.)

When I went in that room to clean it, there were all the signs that rats had been in there. All the stuffed animals had been torn into and there were old traces of urine.

I closed the door and didn’t go back.

Rats are serious business. Breathing their dried up poop can make a person really and permanently sick.

I saw that episode of CSI: Crime Scene Investigation where Hodges was full on geared up to deal with that rat garbage. He listed some really horrible things you can catch from rat feces and urine. NO, THANK YOU.

It was the first time I’d seen someone from the show all dressed up in protective gear like that. The other CSIs walk in to find Hodges treating the rat mess like it’s a super plague, while they’re wearing everyday clothes. He wasn’t about to change just to fit the cool attitude of his co-workers and he told them so. That was cool to me.

In CSI and other police procedural shows, the actors and actresses leave their hair hanging around their faces and sometimes don’t put their gloves all the way on. Meanwhile, in the real world, professionals tie their hair back if it’s needed, wear sensible clothes, and do their own paperwork.

Take the forensic techs in Hot Fuzz for instance. … Read the rest “Rats carry disease”

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Tried out WordBrain, a game I picked up from the Play Store. It starts off pretty easy, but becomes more difficult as it goes along.

I could see using this app to train a child to form words and realize that problems are solvable with a little thought.

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I can see the plausibility of "Jupiter Ascending." I realize a lot of other people saw it as ridiculous sci-fi fluff, but I enjoyed it.

In all the reviews I read, people are like "Reincarnated alien space princess, totally possible. Same with anti-grav boots, spaceships, and universe-spanning corporate empires that use humans for medical ingredients. But Jupiter cleaning a bathroom at the end of the movie? Pfth. Pure fantasy. This movie is girl-empowering garbage not even worthy of further consideration."

Not to spoil the movie or anything, but yes, at the end, Jupiter Jones cleans a toilet. Her family owns a cleaning service that is probably raking in tons of business now that they have a space princess to fund their Lysol supply. And I could totally see her being cool enough and humble enough to stay with her family and bring them with her into a future full of fun and fortune.

Because I’m sorry, but being able to leave your maid job and jump off a building and blade away would be awesome. Especially if you have Caine Wise keeping you company and being your personal bodyguard.

And seriously, you’ve gotta respect anyone that looks that good wielding a toilet brush.

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Beware, as there’s some swearing, but here’s MovieBob’s take on the movie Pixels:

Like for reals, yo. This was my response:

To be honest, I have had zero interest in any of Adam Sandler’s movies for the last few years. He’s gotten too old to play the goofy manchild, and he even seems to be tired of the roles that he’s playing.

Which, logically speaking, would make this the perfect time in his life to reevaluate the scripts that he works on and begin producing a better product. Instead, he keeps grinding out the same overdone garbage, and even as he hates his own movies, he expects that people are going to love them.

It feels like a big F-you to his audience. There is a burningly obvious lack of respect toward the people that keep giving him their money. Seriously, yo, I’d rather spend my money on subpar weed than on another movie that’s going to leave me pissed off and frustrated as I try to slam the pneumatic door of the movie theater.

TL;DR, if I ever watch Pixels it will be on Netflix or something. I’d rather have my nostalgia ruined at home.

Through a window darkly gazing
At a sight afraid to see
Breathing deep the salted water
Dreaming dreams, of you and me.