Thoughts During a Storm

So it is storming tonight. Gorgeous, violent storm, with very little rain and one of those brilliant light displays that continue for hours. Really makes you wish to have someone to share it with, to stand on the porch and drink wine, but, alas, seems more fitting to enjoy it alone as I have so many other storms in the past.

So storm equals lazy night, which equals Hulu or Netflix. Been watching the series Dead Like Me, more out of a preoccupation with how the protagonist's voice matches my own in sarcasm and monotone than anything else. Netflix had the series up until the last two episodes of season one, so I move to Hulu, which has both seasons in full.

Which of course leads to the actual rant.

I watched Harold and Maude this last weekend. 1971 film, dark comedy that never fails to deliver with the most inappropriate content throughout. Considered to be in the top 100 comedies by the AFI. I really enjoyed it.

At least I thought I did, up until Tmobile killed the main theme by Cat Stevens by playing it for every other commercial in this damn series on Hulu. For becoming the largest network television ever, Hulu really needs to learn to broaden their advertising format so as not to make the watchers go bonky by hearing "if you wanna sing out, sing out; if you wanna be free, be free" a hundred times a night. All this reaslly does is make me hate both the song and a strong advocate for boycotting the new Google phone.

My hand hurts from cutting out little people shapes from card stock (will explain later with pictures). The sky keeps turning on fire with a purple flame. Variety is the spice of life.