New Fridays and “One Piece”

Been watching “One Piece” this week, the live action version of the anime swashbuckling Pirate tale that I have never seen, know nothing, knew nothing of until now.

What fun.

What fantastical, funny, dramatic, graphic, heartfelt, hopeful, dangerous, whimsical, seat salt-edge, silly, fairy tale-esque kinda fun.

I don’t normally watch things all at once, I don’t “binge”, but I just kept letting that little slide at the bottom of the screen “slide” to the next episode as I have since I first started watching on Tuesday or Wednesday and where I also had to stop myself with a “you’ve still gotta go to work tomorrow Steve” then a slide for at least five more minutes before a sigh of bedtime.

I also don’t usually keep to the regular on a Friday night so excited to have the week behind me with some shitty words in front of me instead that I leave that usual aside to just what ends up being some even shittier words than I thought possible, to save with even shittier titles that clog up my desktop telling themselves they will get organized and make sense soon into proper folders at some point but never do.

Man, my desktop is a mess.

But Cricket reminded me earlier, in her usual mournful sounding meows around my feet (she may be blind but she has a clock and a nose for her Steve and a memory of chairs and Steve feet spots – and she really does meow in the most mournful sounding of ways by the way ways – what a cat funeral might sound like if cats had cat funerals)

“How’s abouts you just watch that next episode? Of that show? Ya know, that one of the rubbery guy with the straw hat you’ve been watching instead of a shitty Friday? The one who could be King of the Pirates. I could use a lap, or some feet”

Alright girlfriend. Episode seven it is then cat.

Grab a spot while I lean back.

New Friday.