Disenchantment: Season 1 Finale and Season 2 Theories

Warning: This Article Contains Spoilers for
Season 1 of Disenchantment

If you’re like me, you finished season 1 of Disenchantment as fast as possible… and maybe even re-watched it just to see how many things you could catch. I’m sure I probably haven’t caught all the clues, hints, and easter eggs there were to be found, but the ones that I have found point to some interesting possibilities. Let’s put on our tinfoil hats! Continue reading “Disenchantment: Season 1 Finale and Season 2 Theories”

Futurama Meets Game of Thrones: Netflix’s Disenchantment

Lately several of my sentences, when speaking to my wife, have started with “So there was this one part of Disenchantment that was really funny,” and have turned into¬†“So there was a part of Disenchantment… no, wait, it’s really funny!” So I thought it would be a perfect subject to talk about. It was just released the Friday before last on the 17th and I could tell it was an adult-focused cartoon made by the same people who make The Simpsons and made Futurama, but I was hesitant to watch it because it seemed like it wouldn’t be appropriate for kids. I had no idea… Continue reading “Futurama Meets Game of Thrones: Netflix’s Disenchantment”

Getting Snipped: A Vasectomy Story

WARNING: This story contains content that some may find distasteful, and will probably give you more information than you ever wanted to know about me.
Viewer discretion is advised.

Basically, I talk about my balls the entire time. You’ve been warned.

When I was a kid, I always thought it was odd that a neutered or spayed animal was labeled ‘fixed.’ The child of two hippies (of some kind or another), I felt this was outrageous and thought the label should be changed to ‘broken.’ Yeah, because animals aren’t driven by a biological need to reproduce, they’re just having babies because they’re in love, 10 year-old Me.

My wife was pregnant with our third, and her sixth child, a baby girl, and we knew if I didn’t get something disconnected downstairs we’d eventually have our own baseball team. If I recall correctly, her words were something along the lines of “You’re getting a vasectomy or you’re not touching me after she’s born, I’ll get pregnant again.” Continue reading “Getting Snipped: A Vasectomy Story”

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