Today I learned that comminute means to pulverize. Normally I wouldn’t post about learning a new word. I learn new words frequently (and frequently forget them through lack of use). However, I learned that bray is a synonym for comminute. What? Bray is the noise a donkey makes. I’ve known that since ever. Surely there was a mistake, a typo, a cut and paste error? Nope, bray also means to pulverize. English is a weird, weird language.
Yesterday I set up an appointment to interview at the local homeless shelter. I haven’t mentally processed that yet. They do not currently have any openings, but thankfully, I don’t need anything at this moment. My interview is next week.
Meanwhile, I’m enjoying what I do currently have, and that includes Amazon streaming video. Somehow I missed the announcement that American Gods had started again with its second season. I jumped on the news — enthusiastically binging on the episodes available. The first episode just was like good sex or maybe a really good pizza followed by chocolate cake. Something like that.
I love Neil Gaiman, and am currently reading Neverwhere. His writing is filled with rich prose and his ideas are so wtf-ery… This is my second go-round with Neverwhere, but the first time I listened to Gaiman read it on Audiobooks. Geez-o-pete, listening to the author’s take on the book WITH his British accent doing the characters? = purr. (What is it with English accents and Americans? I know it isn’t just me.)
Eh hem. Anyway. Neil Gaiman: check. American Gods is a great story and the TV show is beautifully filmed. It is so well done. All of the actors do a terrific job. I get a visceral dislike to the god Technology. The god Wednesday is just perfectly played by Ian McShane.* I’ve had a crush on Ian, yes I’m on a first name basis with him, since his Lovejoy days. True, he’s getting a bit long in the tooth, and the fake eye he wears for Wednesday is creepy, but drinking from the Well of Wisdom does have its price. Plus, have I mentioned that I swoon at English accents? Ian has a to-die-for voice anyway, and to add that, that, that accent?
Eh hem. Anyway. Neil Gaiman: check. Ian McShane: check. British accent: check. Great characters, story and amazing visuals: yes.
The first episode had a song at the end that I could have sworn was a Johnny Cash song I had never heard. I’m not a huge fan of Johnny Cash, but there are some of his songs that are just amazing. This one on Episode 1 really caught my attention. Well, just like I was surprised to learn bray means something besides a donkey noise, this song is not by Cash but by Paul Cauthen. Very dark and rumbly with a killer beat. This was the cherry on top of the chocolate cake.
Now that I’m caught up with the episodes posted so far, I’m stuck, like a peon, having to wait a week before each new episode. Gah! I hate doing that! It is amazing that that torture used to be the norm! I’m old enough to remember not being able to videotape shows you missed. If you missed it you missed it, and with luck you’d catch a rerun. We were barbarians. It is a wonder we survived.
*Times are good for Ian. Deadwood: The Movie is being released on May 31, 2019 by HBO. Al Swearengen (Ian) clashes with Sheriff Seth Bullock as the residents of Deadwood celebrate South Dakota’s statehood in 1889. Yessssss. I loved Deadwood, too, and now Al’s baaaaaack.