Symonaissance Era

My Dear Princess and Dear Friends,

One of the gifts gifted me by actually liking work is that my brain has come back to life. It is sort of weird. 

During what I shall now refer to as The Smock Ages* going into the office was such a drain that literally all I wanted to do when I got home was to eat dinner, watch "Australian Ninja Warrior" and then go to sleep. 

Now I have more room in my life for curiousity. For books, movies and tv I would not have explored before. This is partly because I'm feeling better, partly because my lovely new friends keep planting seeds and making recommendations. 

For example, Fazzi is threatening to take me to a Dali exhibition and Shenée has been explaining SCIENCE to me. Meanwhile,  Ellie has recommended a whole bunch of cartoons. Also paganism.

So far, I have only explored the cartoons. 

It started with Rick and Morty of course. It has just returned this week, with a wonderful episode involving a character called Mr. Nimbus who capers around in a red posing-pouch, having threesomes. But Ellie also recommended I try "Bob's Burgers" and "Final Space". 

Bob's Burgers is heaps of fun and I'm absolutely loving it, and the fact that there are ELEVEN series to go at, made during The Smock Ages when I wouldn't even have considered trying it. 

I just started season 2 and it reminds me a little of Wes Anderson in that it is about an eccentric family who are quietly blunt in how they express themselves. 

In tonight's episode for example, Bob and his wife Linda are planning to have a sexy evening of adult fun while the kids escape to look for hidden treasure in an abandoned factory. 

Unfortunately, the parents realise the kids are gone mid-way through their sexy time. They look under the kids' sheets to find that two of the children have faked themselves with teddy bears and pillows. While their eldest daughter Tina has simply written "Tina" on a sticky-note and put THAT under her sheets.

That made me laugh.

So Bob and Linda go to look for their children, but Bob notices he's still got a little something sticking up. "I put something in your casserole," admits Linda. "I wanted us to be a pair of pill-popping sex freaks."

Which is why, in today's blip, Bob is rescuing his children while also pulling his t-shirt down.

There are a pair of Ralph Wiggum type characters in this show also. Ollie and Andy are useless twins who lick random things and bump into things and say stuff like, "I think I gave myself a funcussion!".

There was a moment in tonight's episode when they got a sudden fright:

OLLIE: I was so scared, I wet Andy's pants!
ANDY: Warm... warm... warm....  Cold.

Okay, so maybe "Symonaissance" is too grand a term for me justifying watching lots of cartoons. But I do feel different. And it is interesting to me, because Caro is still stuck in The Smock Ages. 

I was asking her if she wanted to do things yesterday and she was all, "No.... no.... no...." She's just tired and worn out and drained.

She can tell I'm trying to help and I'm trying to make her happy but in the end she admitted that it is hard for her to be around happy when she is miserable. And that just broke my heart. 

You know where I stand on this. I'd like her to quit her job and take some time to think about what she would actually enjoy doing. And she has been resisting me on this for about a month now, because change is scary. 

But she's had a couple of REALLY bad weeks lately. And yesterday I planted the idea she just takes two weeks off to think. I think she likes this idea, and she says she's also going to work on her CV. 

I really hope she does. I want Caro back from those stupid, stupid doctors. I'm only sorry I didn't see this years ago. 

Let's face it, she will NEVER enjoy cartoons. It will never happen. But maybe could get a Caro-lingian Renaissance*** situation happening. And I cannot wait to see what that would be like. 

S.

* Kind of like The Dark Ages, only I've done me shoppin' and I've got a croissant**. 

** Fazzi and Shenée, you will not get this joke as you have only known me as a happy-happy-happy-happy happy guy. But in case you want to know about my life as a grumpy-grumpy-grumpy-grumpy grumpy guy, let me introduce you to Smock.

*** This is hilarious if you are a history nerd. The rest of you will have to take my word on this.