All in a day’s screen time
Samuel and Daniel have been watching domino-toppling and marble-racing videos, among others. After a couple months of escalating wildness, this is what my YouTube account has suggested we view:
“Hamster Escapes Pool Ball Traps for Pets in Real Life in Hamster Stories #2”:
Bizarrest cinema I’ve encountered in a while. Part rat maze, part funhouse, part video game, part fifties horror movie. Samuel loves it. Loves – present tense; as I type, the channel is streaming live.
The video goes on forever. This is what people do now, Karin says. This is how they spend their time: making and watching stuff like this.
I admire the video (I think?). Certainly, I admire the craftsmanship. I do feel sorry for the hamsters. I guess that in a perfect world, living, breathing creatures would be spared such an ordeal. But “sometimes you have to break a few eggs,” the makers of The Adventures of Milo and Otis must have told themselves every day they were filming. It’s more compelling that real hamsters are being filmed: just as it’s more compelling that, in Fitzcarraldo, the actors (well, the extras) really dragged the steamboat over a hill; that De Niro really gained weight for Raging Bull; etc., etc.
This video is what Karin & I put on after we watched the quiet, reflective Ruby in Paradise. Samuel begged for YouTube all through that movie. Now he is getting his wish.
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We spent half the day in Karin’s mom’s house because an exterminator was treating ours. We’ll go back to Karin’s mom’s house tomorrow. Scott, her husband, is getting baptized.
When we were driving home on SR 23, we passed a truck with two large, flowing, half-Union/half-Confederate flags. We must have gawked too hard. The driver gave us a dirty look. Half a city later, when we turned into our street, we saw him right behind us. He kept on going. He probably wasn’t deliberately following us, but I felt better when we got off the main road: his causes wouldn’t have been welcomed in our neighborhood.
“Hamster Escapes Pool Ball Traps for Pets in Real Life in Hamster Stories #2”:
Bizarrest cinema I’ve encountered in a while. Part rat maze, part funhouse, part video game, part fifties horror movie. Samuel loves it. Loves – present tense; as I type, the channel is streaming live.
The video goes on forever. This is what people do now, Karin says. This is how they spend their time: making and watching stuff like this.
I admire the video (I think?). Certainly, I admire the craftsmanship. I do feel sorry for the hamsters. I guess that in a perfect world, living, breathing creatures would be spared such an ordeal. But “sometimes you have to break a few eggs,” the makers of The Adventures of Milo and Otis must have told themselves every day they were filming. It’s more compelling that real hamsters are being filmed: just as it’s more compelling that, in Fitzcarraldo, the actors (well, the extras) really dragged the steamboat over a hill; that De Niro really gained weight for Raging Bull; etc., etc.
This video is what Karin & I put on after we watched the quiet, reflective Ruby in Paradise. Samuel begged for YouTube all through that movie. Now he is getting his wish.
♦ ♦ ♦ ♦ ♦
We spent half the day in Karin’s mom’s house because an exterminator was treating ours. We’ll go back to Karin’s mom’s house tomorrow. Scott, her husband, is getting baptized.
When we were driving home on SR 23, we passed a truck with two large, flowing, half-Union/half-Confederate flags. We must have gawked too hard. The driver gave us a dirty look. Half a city later, when we turned into our street, we saw him right behind us. He kept on going. He probably wasn’t deliberately following us, but I felt better when we got off the main road: his causes wouldn’t have been welcomed in our neighborhood.