There are few things that feel quite as good in Fantasy Sports as winning your league's championship.
Dear J.J. Abrams (and all the cast and crew of Star Wars: The Force Awakens,
At some point either this weekend or early next week, Katie and I plan to see some movies.
Before I go on my self-imposed Star Wars Web Media Blackout (TM pending), I'd like to posit my one and only theory regarding the new film.
Today marks the 35th anniversary of the murder of Beatles' legend John Lennon at the age of 40 in NYC.
Oh Daredevil. I so did not want to like you. I didn't even want to watch you.
In the midst of all the fervor for Star Wars: The Force Awakens, coming out on December 18, dropped news that Disney is now plotting out a Han Solo prequel movie.
I know I was less than looking forward to the second film in the Captain America series when it came out a couple years ago. As I said, I just didn't like the idea of Cap movies in the modern era and really wanted to see more films set during WWII.
While, admittedly, this is very true for me...
Months ago, we got a coupon with a DVD purchase that granted us $5 off a purchase of digital video from Vudu. Cool, right?
Last night, Katie and I finally got around to seeing the latest Disney/Pixar film Inside Out. We never saw it in theaters and we had debated trying to make that Nathan's first in-theater experience (the honor went to Minions).
We now have two episodes of Supergirl under our belts (if you're all caught up) and I'm loving it so far.
I've been trying to learn as much as I can about football (futbol, soccer, etc.) because as the father of a young boy, I'm sure he'll play it at some point in his youth and even, potentially, beyond. Despite playing it for two years as a kid, I really don't understand it at all.
While in the midst of reading a lot of stuff that came to light last week when the third Star Wars: Episode VII - The Force Awakens was released, I found something that kind of bugged me.
I love history. I love reading about it. A lot.
Oh, dear sweet baby Jeebus!
I finally got around to setting the DVR to record my most highly anticipated show of the new season... Supergirl.
I'm going to admit something right now that might not make me very popular amongst my superhero-loving geeky friends.
Howsabout a quick recap of some of the comic books I've been reading? No? I'm having trouble coming up with anything else at the moment so cut me some slack, Jack.
I just don't get how people can be so ignorant in this day and age. Actor John Boyega, who is starring as Finn in the upcoming Star Wars: Episode VII - The Force Awakens, is being taken to task for his role in the movie. Apparently, a lot of so-called fans are offended that a black man could be a Stormtrooper.
Earlier this year, writer/director Cameron Crowe released a new film. About a decade and a half ago, this would be met with great enthusiasm. After all, his CV to that point included films like Say Anything, Singles, Jerry Maguire, and Almost Famous.
Those nights when you have a horrific nightmare affecting someone you love that shocks you awake forcibly and from which you just can't shake yourself.
Prior to Nathan being born, Katie and I went out to see tons of movies. Dozens of theater trips per year. Add to that the dozens of movies we watched via DVD and streaming services. We were full-fledged, bonafide movie fuh-reaks.
For the first time in I don't know how many years, I can count on one hand the number of new TV shows Katie and I plan to watch. Let's just say that I am not looking forward to a vast majority of new fall broadcast television shows.
Sometimes it takes watching a lot of the crap that is heaped upon us and dubbed "primetime network television" to really appreciate some of the great stuff from years past.
Today was a Daddy/Kids' Day with my brother and his daughter, Zoey, and we went to the United Center to see Marvel Universe Live!
Sometimes a movie so potentially bad comes along that you almost need to see it just to find out if it's as bad as you think it's going to be.
Tomorrow is my long-awaited trip to see the Foo Fighters, along with Naked Raygun, Urge Overkill, and Cheap Trick, at Wrigley Field. WOO!!
In case you don't follow me on Goodreads, I'm a big fan of non-fiction books. Sure, I read others, but I always come back to non-fiction.
We finally did it. One of those things we've been wanting to do with Nathan for so long but have just not been willing to pull the trigger. We took him to his first movie.
While I sync our phones to iTunes and clear some space for both of us on our teenie tiny hard drives, Katie and I are watching This Means War with Reese Witherspoon, Chris Pine, and Tom Hardy. We are not ashamed to admit that we love this movie.
Today has been one Star Wars fix after another. All because Entertainment Weekly dropped their fall movie preview issue and it's basically all about Star Wars: The Force Awakens. Oh happy day!
Tonight, Katie and I kicked of a filmic endeavor. We're going to rewatch all eight Harry Potter films start to finish.
Have you ever read a series of books or watched a series of movies or TV series and, as you were coming to the conclusion (not one forced by a studio; but one that was laid out in the source material by the writers, etc.), you found yourself not wanting to finish it? Just hold off that last little bit and prolong it just enough to eke that last bit of joy from it before the finale comes crashing down on you?
Having a near three-year-old means that we watch a lot of stuff on the Disney Channel, more specifically, Disney Junior. And lately, they've been doing some heavy promo for a live-action movie they made called Descendants focusing on the teenaged children of some of Disney's more nefarious villains.