Moe Lane's Blog, page 797

Please don’t make a sequel to NIGHT COURT.

I’m sorry, but it can’t be done. Some things cannot be reproduced: “The classic ‘80s sitcom Night Court is getting a sequel series at NBC, and original series star John Larroquette is set to return as Dan Fielding. Big Bang Theory alum Melissa Rauch is attached as an executive producer on the series.” Harry Anderson has passed, and most of the original cast would be in their seventies. My family watched NIGHT COURT and we all loved it, but let it rest.

Going to rearrange my work schedule a little.

I need to set different priorities for the rest of the month: I have things that have to be done, and I need to schedule them properly. (Un)Fortunately, there’s no traveling these days, so I’ll have time, but the second half of the month needs to be more productive than the first. Ah, the joys of spreadsheets.

‘Feliz Navidad.’

Feliz Navidad, Walk Off The Earth

I have a complicated reaction to the possibility of a FIREFLY Disney+ reboot.

On the one hand: Shiny.

On the other hand: I have been very, very disappointed in Joss Whedon ever since the adultery story broke. Although he might not actually be involved with this production. It might be for the best if he was not.

And, on the gripping hand:

The new show would start the story of Captain Mal Reynolds and his crew aboard the Serenity over from scratch, with an aim to make this a long-running series on Disney+.  There is a twist here and the twist is that they see the show as ideal family-friendly programming for Disney+.  My source tells me they’re planning to target it more at a PG-adventure, family audience and less at the sort of PG-13 dynamic the original Joss Whedon show went for.

…Well. This would, admittedly, give everybody a new thing to kvetch about. That’s always nice.

The Marvel Spider-Man: Miles Morales Honest Video Game trailer.

Spider-Man: Miles Morales sounds generally good for what I want it for; or, rather, what my oldest kid wants it for. You could tell the folks at Honest Trailers wanted to snark a little more, but they couldn’t. Or at least not much.

Let’s workshop this rum and cider drink!

I’m kind of avoiding writing tonight, for some reason; but I didn’t really need an excuse to use this…

The secret to health is to learn to listen to your body. For example, my body wants a hot cocoa with peppermint schnapps but I had to really listen hard before I could hear it. Super hard. Like for almost a minute.

— Kenneth Hite (@kennethhite) December 16, 2020

…as an opportunity to throw together a hot rum and apple cider drink. Nothing fancy: shot of rum, apple cider, a touch of caramel syrup, a splash of lemon, and a little ground cinnamon and cloves. The whole thing worked fine as a rough-and-ready hot drink, with the emphasis on ‘rough.’ It had a bit of a bite to it, and I don’t think the caramel worked the way I wanted to. There should probably also been more cider, but I didn’t want to cool the drink.

Thoughts? The immediate one I had was adding one or more of orange and/or orange peel, nutmeg, and brown sugar. But I’m willing to entertain suggestions.

The opening scene to WONDER WOMAN 1984.

It looks… good. It does the job, which is making me want to see WONDER WOMAN 1984 a little bit more. I mean, I already want to see it, but now I’m just a little more interested in it.

Via GeekTyrant.

Tweet of the Day, Yeah, I Get That It’s Fake edition.

Or at least it doesn’t have any meaning, really. What’s happening here is that somebody arbitrarily assigned musical tones to some bio-electrical processes, and this is what came out when you hook mushrooms up. But, yeah, it sounds like you’d expect:

i don’t know what i thought mushrooms would sound like but this is exactly what i thought they’d sound like pic.twitter.com/MtvCXqo1Wx

— goku (@litdesu) December 1, 2020

Via @TulpaHivemind.

‘Little Drummer Boy.’

Little Drummer Boy, For King & Country

I gotta assess presents tonight.

Christmas is, after all, in little less than two weeks. The big thing’s already gotten; but I need to look at the little things. The kids have had a rough year being cooped up like this, after all.

…Yeah. The ‘kids.’ That’s what I meant, ya, you betcha.