Inside Doug's Head

Supplies

Doug Godsoe

July 1, 2021

I went to BevMo today to pick up supplies for the J4 weekend. For some reason, the guy who takes my money, while eyeing my selection of whiskeys, asked me if I needed a case of water. Since I take my whiskey neat, the only neat thing about me, I politely declined. Then he asked me if I wanted a coffee, for the road. I again declined, because it was after 6pm and I wasn’t traveling very far. Reflecting internally as I was walking out the door, I was feeling a little judged. Hey, he’s the guy selling the stuff, he should be grateful I like to buy in volume.

When I go to the potato store, they just say, “Thanks. Have a nice day.” They never look at me and say, “That’s a lot of carbohydrates… Do you want some protein to go with that? No? You should probably put some potatoes back.”

Goddammit Greg! I told you not to take a part time job at BevMo!

—DG.

A Few Questions

Doug Godsoe

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June 30, 2021

Most afternoons, when I am feeling like both a teepee and a wigwam (i.e. two tents), I find sitting quietly in contemplation helps me to relax. Obviously, whiskey is involved, because I would never be able to sit still very long without it. While I am sitting and thinking, these are my deep thoughts.

All the Practical Stuff

Doug Godsoe

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June 29, 2021

With weak writing and lazy plots, watching the glut of failed visions on various streaming services requires a suspension of disbelief if you’re going to make it past the ten minute mark. Santa Claus Conquers the Martians seems like a masterpiece when you read the synopsis, but the execution leaves a lot on the table. For some reason, I never expect anything bad to happen in a horror movie when everyone splits up to look for a way out.

TV-MA

Doug Godsoe

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June 28, 2021

May contain scenes of violence, sexuality, fowl language about ducks and chickens, prolonged gratuitous nudity for fun, sexual situations involving horses, graphic moral debasment of an adorable midget wearing a posh suit, meandering geriatric stories about onion prices during the Crimean War, drug use, suicide, and smoking.

Wait, what? Smoking? Really? I was all-in until I saw that one. What is up with entertainment trigger warnings these days? They seem to be getting overly sensitive about everything.

New Religion

Doug Godsoe

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June 27, 2021

For in that moment of salvation, the screen brightness was dimmed and the battery life extended by thirty minutes. Blessed be Power Manager, their lord and savior in this time of need.

—DG.