We’re having a very low-key spring break, or what you would call just a normal spring break where I grew up. Yesterday we took the kids to see the new Disney animated movie Zootopia, which, whenever I hear or read the name, first makes me think of the U2 album Zooropa. WifeGeeding liked the movie, but the rest of us wasn’t too impressed. There is one obvious ‘Breaking Bad’ reference in the film and you could hear every adult in the theater audibly react to it.
The kids may be enjoying spring break, but it has totally thrown off my morning routine. But then again, so has my new project.
I didn’t watch any of the debate yesterday, but in general, debate audiences annoy me. It reminds me of when I’d watch ‘The Daily Show with Jon Stewart’ and he and his guest would be engaged in a really interesting conversation but the mood is ruined by the audience’s cheering or laughing.
About a thousand people will attend the private funeral service for former First Lady Nancy Reagan, one of which will be Mr. T, who was a big player in the “Just Say No” campaign. Many may remember this iconic photo of the two. Two others that will attend the private service, which caught my attention, are Wayne Newton and Melissa Rivers.
Yesterday, LiberallyLean.com made a post about FiveThirtyEight.com and stated, “This is from fivethirtyeight.com which is always deadly accurate.” I’m also a big fan of the website and often in awe at how great Nate Silver and his staff are at polling and probability statistics. However, the website stated the following in an article yesterday which gave me a chuckle over LL’s bold statement, “How did Sanders win by 1.5 percentage points when our polling average showed Clinton ahead by 21 points and our forecasts showed that Sanders had less than a 1 percent chance of winning?”
The "outrageous claims like he invented the question mark" quickly led me to Dr. Evil on Jerry Springer and then on to the Best of Fat Bastard. "Get in my belly!!"
The picture for this post makes my 8 year old heart happy. I can see my mom and dad's Lincoln Mark V and Buick Regal in my head.
I came this close to saying it was a Ford Granada before I looked it up. The dashes was very similar.
The "outrageous claims like he invented the question mark" quickly led me to Dr. Evil on Jerry Springer and then on to the Best of Fat Bastard. "Get in my belly!!"
Ours was a boat-tailed Buick Riviera