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Thought-Taco Thursday

--I'm boutta get into cricket, gods help me. Mr. Gleemonex got me started on this GD documentary series called Cricket Fever, which (at least the season we've watched) follows one team -- the Mumbai Indians* -- through a season in the IPL. I had, at first, no fucking clue what the goddamn hell was going on during the games (although I immediately got swept up in how exciting they are); by the end, I had like a tiny, asthmatic, wobbly-but-tryin-real-hard clue what was going on, although you could still tell me literally any cricket fact and I'd believe you, even if it was "Traditionally, every fourth guy who bowls has to do it ass-out, no pants on at all." I definitely wish they'd do it Pop-Up Video style, with context clues and further explanations, e.g. "Hardik Pandya is the Tim Lincecum of this team" or "The Mumbai Indians traveled 1,800 miles to this match, hopefully by air?" or whatever. And BOY do I have questions: How come all the players except the overlarge Aussie beast Mitchell McClenaghan are so THIN? and Where are all the women fans? and What in the White Cultural Hegemonic Nonsense made the team owner do that to her skin? and Oh so he's TRYING to throw it at the batsman's feet? and I'm sorry, what is an "over," again? and Ohhhhh my god YIKES this is a literal auction (to draft/build teams), English history of slave-trading WHAAAT??? holy shit, and (etc. etc. etc.). I fucking love it.

--I'm reading Prairie Fires: The American Dreams of Laura Ingalls Wilder, and y'all, it's really good, but wow, did she have a hard life. Harder than the Ingallses had it in the Little House books, by an order of magnitude. Yikes. (BTW, lemme also wholeheartedly recommend Caroline, A Little House Story -- basically a book-length fanfic of LHOTP from Ma's perspective, and I mean that in the very best possible way.)

--Mike Holmes is back! I went randomly looking at old posts -- I'm tryna get this thing going again, even if I'm the only one reading it -- and found one from 2010 that is all about my strange love for the man, the myth, the legend, just days after Mr. Gleemonex found the guy's new show (Holmes & Holmes, where he does projects with his now-grown son). Recurrence Phenomenon FTW!

--Just in case you wondered if my politics has changed since my last active years on here: Fuck yes, I'm way farther left now. And in the national arena: I'm for Elizabeth Warren, big-time, but I will vote for whoever the Democratic nominee is, because JESUS FUCKING CHRIST WOULD YOU LOOK AROUND OH MY GOD.

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*That cracks me up -- it'd be like, what, the New York Americans.