I’m not an overly emotional person. I don’t cry that often, but I do cry for patriotism. It’s a weird quirk.
The Olympics, particularly patriotic American made car commercials, large groups of people waving flags, soldiers returning from war. They all get me, but nothing gets me more than the National Anthem.
I’m working today so I missed the inauguration this morning. I just watched Beyonce singing and I’m straight up crying at my desk.
Francis Scott Key and John Stafford Smith can warm my cold dead heart like no one else can.
When I write about my family I usually write about the bad luck that has fallen upon my us in the past year. It is rare for me to have good news when it comes to the Nachlis, but Big Brother got into Johns Hopkins for grad school today. From now on he will be known as Alexs Nachlis. Huzzah Alexs Nachlis, Huzzah! Restore honor to the house of Nachlis!
Also, good to see that Zack Snyder is no longer the “visionary” director of 300.
I’m generally a Marvel kind of guy. I enjoyed (loved the first two, was okay about the third) Nolan’s Batman because, well, I’m not an idiot. But, I’ve never been a big Superman fan. Boyscout from outer space. Those facts mixed together give me literally no expectations for this movie. I’m a blank slate. The only thing I’m hoping for is a Parker Posey cameo. She was robbed of a franchise!