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The Wonderful Wizard of Oz

Alien or Aliens?

To distract my self, I slip into the YouTube void. I start out watching a music video and the next thing you know I'm learning how to defuse a bomb.

I think that's why I spend so much time zoned out on Youtube. You can kind of skip from topic to topic. I mostly watch science stuff and music videos but then some click-baity "Top Ten Movies that Feature Purple Crayons" stuff comes along and attracts me for reasons unknown, and probably best left that way, to humankind.

Those Top Ten Anything gets me every time. One of my favorite things to watch is where they clean old carpets or rugs. It's so gross and so satisfying. And one of my favorite channels is OddTinkering. I found it on accident from the cleaning videos. He restores old items. I love watching it go from rusted and old to brand new.

I like to read and bake. I also write and draw. I prefer pen and ink or charcoal, which can be erratic, but a good ol' pencil works just as well.

To distract my self, I slip into the YouTube void. I start out watching a music video and the next thing you know I'm learning how to defuse a bomb.

We can split and share!

That is a deal.

Tonight I'm doing Pasta Pomodoro.

The Three Musketeers

Sticking with books:

Frankestein or Dracula?

Why mess with a good thing?

Tonight it's grilled beef ribs (kalbi style) with sauteed eggplant on the side.



Trade you!

Oddly enough, I'm having the exact same thing I had above.

The Vast of Night on Amazon. I really liked this movie.
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