The Bloody Doors Off

I can’t write.

It just won’t come out.

There are fleeting thoughts that I linger over, wondering what station that train of thought would deposit me.

Jeebus. That last sentence started innocently, and got corrupted real fast.

Am I trying too hard?

In this moment, maybe.

But this is a good exercise. Don’t discard the crap that comes out, because the next shit may include a diamond.

Unh. That one physically hurt.

I’m liking Star Trek: Lower Decks? It’s faithful to the universe, but it’s also bitingly funny.And because it’s animated, they can go anywhere with the concept, and rope in some welcome Guest Voices.

Trying not to spoil it. I’m bad at that.

And it’s almost always intentional. I don’t set out to ruin a plot twist, or surprise appearance. But it happens. No matter how innocuous I think the post is, someone smarter than me will get the reference.

For example. The Sixth Sense. Everyone’s seen that, yeah?

If not, stop reading.

No, I mean it. I’m going to spoil the surprise twist.

When I first saw it, I had no clue that Bruce Willis was dead the entire movie.

See, I told you I was going to spoil the movie.

Anyway, I think I posted something along the lines of “Great use of the colour red throughout”, which you would think is a cinematic choice if you didn’t know it’s true significance. Yet people smarter than me pointed out that the red accents were integral to the plot.

Didn’t mean to spoil it, but I definitely ruined it for someone.

So yeah. Lower Decks. Worth your valuable time.