So, last night was rough on TWD.
J, you’re cheesy getting misty-eyed over a show with walkers.
OK, so I am, but, like I said yesterday, it’s about humanity, not the gore. Besides, after the episode, they had Chandler on the talk show, The Talking Dead, with cast sending him love about how they got to watch him grow up, as, we, the viewers, did over the last eight years.
I’m gonna break out with more cheese, so bear with me. Rigg’s acting was so poignant and had such a strong message of letting go and living for the day. This storyline was juxtaposed to the ongoing war with Negan some of the other cast was carrying on to show the yin and yang. Interspersed with those two storylines were Carl’s dreams of the perfect world he knew could be…including Negan in one scene. These scenes were played in the first half of the season, but, at least, I thought they were dreams Rick was having. End of cheese.
Then, this morning, I read director Kevin Smith had a massive heart attack just last night! WHAT?? Dude’s not much older than me! Apparently, he had two shows he was doing when he fell out after the first. He was smart, and cancelled the second to go to the hospital, which, essentially saved his life! Talk about dodging a bullet.
Now, you guys know I lost my best friend, Noe, when I was 14 to MD, then, my big brother, Joey, right above me in ’00, so I know how fleeting life is. Death doesn’t discriminate and has no time limit. Someone’s here one minute and gone the next. It’s up to you how you fill the time.
Everybody, who knows me personally says I’m crazy for the stuff I pull. I consider that a compliment, I also consider getting old a compliment, graying hair and all, because I know far too many other than Noe and Joey, who didn’t get that luxury. It’s a sobering thought, huh?
So, I’m taking this time to tell you guys how much I truly appreciate each and everyone of you, who read us and keep coming back to see what’s up in our lives.
Seize the day, and be good to each other.