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DPAC Shows ShuckedMarch 4 – March 9 This is the next show Erin and I are watching, at my insistence. We have both admitted to each other that we don’t know what the show is about, we just know corn plays a role. I’ve gathered it’s set in Cob County, a town that revolves around the crop. The drama and comedy, as far as we can expect any, may revolve around Maizy and Beau, “a couple who are planning their wedding.” We’ll be watching this one for my birthday. BeetlejuiceMarch 18 – March 23 We will be seeing Beetlejuice for…
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The news is out there: Our second baby arrives in July. Things have gone well so far! We’ve joined a second Centering group, which is a way to do your OB appointments alongside some guidance and discussion with people who are in similar stages of pregnancy. Preparing for a second is different, because the question of whether we can do it at all has been answered. But now we have to fit second baby into an existing childcare routine, including sleeping arrangements. So that’s what occupies my time considering Second Baby. Oh, and trying to decide on a name.
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The Documentary, The Game 2005 represented rapper 50 Cent at the height of his powers, capable of blessing an artist as a member of G-Unit and also dismissing them on a whim. The Game was a high profile member of the crew even before the release of his debut album, The Documentary. 50 Cent featured on three of the tracks, all of which were singles. One of these, “How We Do” is an iconic representation of mid-aughts hip-hop. A club anthem employing that playful tinker and kick drum sound, MTV would abuse the instrumental to signify that one of its…
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Iron Man (2008) – Rewatched via DisneyPlus June 24, 2025 (whoa, right before Leo was born) It’s funny to hear Obadiah Stane growl “Just because you had an idea doesn’t mean it belongs to you,” telegraphing that Feige and Favreau saw themselves as subversive artists within the machine rather than the machine itself. Fast forward 17 years and now they’re the ones parasitically draining the life force out of new film talent and lumbering along with a shambolic husk that isn’t nimble enough to withstand the heights of their ambitions. Poetic, really. Minus half a star for what they do…