Every Friday I share 5 things that brought me joy this week. Also, high fives are inherently cool, and I think we can all agree Friday is the bestest day. Hence the Friday High Five. đđ»
5 Things I Enjoyed This Week:
Justified: City Primeval
Homemade Chocolate Chip Cookies
Dungeons & Dragons
Sh*t My Dad Says
The Terminal List
Justified: City Primeval
Yes, again. I can practically guarantee City Primeval will be represented in every Friday High Five until the season concludes. If my wife is fine with my Timothy Olyphant adoration, you should be too.
Weâve reached that regrettable phase known as âcaught upâ and now must wait 7 sleeps between each episode. On one hand, this forces me to parcel out what is already a meager offering. (Only 6 episodes?! Iâm a grown-ass man. How am I supposed to survive on this?) On the other, itâs 2023 and here we are waiting an arbitrary allotment of time as though it was 1983.
Anyway, hereâs some spoiler-free thoughts.
It should be impossible, but Raylan Givens is just as cool as a silver-haired 50-something. Maybe even cooler? Thereâs something intriguing about the more laid-back Raylan that was missing from Justified.
Next to Raylan, the black cast are my favorite characters. Yes, all of them. They are pitch-perfect: three-dimensional, flawed, funny, interesting. Iâd watch a City Primeval spin-off just with them.
Willa, Raylanâs daughter (played by Timothy Olyphantâs real daughter) is really hard to understand. She has a sing-song voice, sort of like a baked Luna Lovegood. Other than that, I like her fine.
Clement Mansell canât hold Boyd Crowderâs jockstrap. No surprise there, but it had to be said.
Clement is a weird character. Heâs like Woody Harrelson from Natural Born Killers cosplaying as the Joker, if the Joker walked around in cowboy boots and tighty-whities. You canât NOT watch him, but you also quietly wonder WTF the entire time.
It wasnât shot in Detroit but it FEELS like Detroit, and thatâs all that matters.
The Detroit Pistons dialogue at the beginning of episode two nearly burst my heart. So good.
Did I mention Raylan Givens is awesome?
City Primeval is different than Iâd expected, but Iâm loving it.
Homemade Chocolate Chip Cookies
We generally donât run the oven during the summer because itâs already hot enough. But occasionally there are windows where the temp is in the low 70s and we can sneak in a bit of baking. My wife loves making cookies, I love eating them. If youâve ever doubted the existence of soul mates, look no further.
Though theyâre one of the most basic options, chocolate chip cookies are my favorite. Theyâre the GOAT of cookies. Iâd even put them up against brownies, cheesecake, and apple pie as desert options.1 You just can't beat the combination of gooey chocolate and the soft-crunch of the cookie.
Are you hungry yet?
Dungeons & Dragons
We missed several sessions of my bi-weekly game due to the busyness of summer, and thus when we gathered around the table Monday itâd been 6 weeks since last weâd played.
There are lots of ways to play D&D and every group is different. Ours leans heavily into shenanigans. I cry from laughing at least once every time we play.
My character is a rogue modeled after Prince from The Chappelle Show skit. Aaldar can do the traditional thief stuffâpick locks and pockets, primarilyâbut would rather charm his way through life. Heâs also the self-elected leader of the group, mostly because nobody cares enough to argue about it.
Weâre exploring a dungeonâas one doesâand come upon a door. I elect to check for traps. This is not something I usually do, because my character is not that kind of rogue. Usually I coerce the wizard to act as our trap-finder. He is not actually skilled in such matters. He finds traps by brazenly stepping onto questionable tiles and opening all doors. Dangerous, yes, but only for him. This time I decide to take matters into my own hands. As I said, it had been 6 weeks.
Dungeon Master: âGive me an Intelligence check to see if there is a trap.â
Me: âPfft. Aaldar is hella smart. Whoops.â I rolled low.
DM: âYou are utterly convinced this door is trapped.â
Me, to the others: âStep back! This foe is beyond any of you!â2 I pull out my tools and get to work. âFortunately, I am mighty.â3
DM: âGive me an Dexterity check to disarm the trap.â
Me: âEasy.â <Roll> ââŠâŠâŠâŠâŠâŠ.â
DM: âWhat did you roll?â
My friend, unable to contain his laughter: âA natural one.â
Everyone: Laughing
DM, also laughing: âYou hear a click.â
Me: Aaldar leaps back. âGuys, this door is unassailable. We should just leave.â
Our Barbarian: âI open the door with my boot.â
The doorâwhich the DM happily informs me was never trapped or even lockedâswings opens. A roomful of enemies stand within, weapons ready, alerted by my inept attempts at skullduggery. Iâm just glad they arenât snickering. I donât think Aaldarâs confidence could take a hit like that. He's a flower, yes, but he's fragile.
Itâs moments like these that make D&D my favorite.
Sh*it My Dad Says
I mentioned previously my favorite way to do the library is to wander aimlessly, picking up whatever looks interesting until I meet my self-imposed quota, which tends to be 3-5 books. Thatâs optimistically what I can finish in a month, though most times I only read half of what I checkout before they are due again. (Hereâs this monthâs haul if you care about such things. I personally find it interesting to see what resonates with people. Maybe you do, too.)
I somehow end up in the section of books written by funny people. I start looking for Amy Poehlerâs book when I spy Sh*t My Dad Says. The cover image and Chelseaâs blurb sell me. Iâm not super picky when it comes to the library. The books, after all, are free.
Iâm also not someone who has to finish a book once I start reading. If it sucks, I throw it across the room and start reading something else. There are too many good books to waste time on trash. (I metaphorically throw the book, of course. Iâm not a monster. Though I did literally throw Terry Goodkindâs Wizardâs First Rule after about 100 pages. It was an involuntary reaction, like pulling your hand away from a hot stove or humming along with The Imperial March.)4
Sh*t My Dad Says is about the writerâs father, who freely dispenses no-nonsense advice punctuated with prolific cursing. Seriouslyâif I didnât know any better, Iâd think this was actually The Wit and Wisdom of Al Swearengen (which sadly doesnât exist⊠yet!).5
I was a couple of pages into Sh*t My Dad Says when I came upon this:
On Being Teased
"So he called you a homo. Big deal. There's nothing wrong with being a homosexual. No, I'm not saying you're a homosexual. Jesus Christ. Now I'm starting to see why this kid was giving you shit."
The Terminal List
The Terminal List is one of those generic-looking thrillers that pop up frequently on Prime Video. It stars Chris Pratt, who seems to enjoy making generic-looking thrillers on Prime Video. I made a passing joke in a recent column about Prime Videoâs complete lack of an identityâthe joke: our offerings are inspired by the Kohl's clearance rackâand it holds up. The only time I suggest watching Prime Video is when our 30-day free trial is about to expire.
(I know thereâs good stuff on Prime. The law of averages deems it must be so. Itâs just that thereâs a lot more bland filler than there are excellent shows like The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel. Which, in part, is why I donât pay for Prime anymore.)
We are 4 episodes into this 6-episode series and I still am not sure if this show is good or not. Itâs intriguing, but Iâm silently convinced the payoff will be the equivalent of a silent fart in a crowded roomâIâll be glancing around, looking disgusted, unsure where to lay the blame.
My Friday Night Lights loving heart was excited to see Taylor Kitsch surface again. Iâve lived in Michigan my whole life but still said, âTexas forever,â when I saw him. I was helpless not to.
Your turn to make me hungry! What is your all-time favorite dessert?
Have you played D&D before? Iâd love to hear how it went!
What amazing Prime Video show am I sleeping on? Tell me before my Prime expires!
Leave a commentâIâm being dead serious, people.
My top 5 deserts, off the top of my head, which guarantees Iâll miss something:
Apple pie: My all-time favorite. It earns a spot on my last meal menu. Yes, Iâve thought about my last meal in a hypothetical scenario where I'm facing execution. You havenât?
Chocolate chip cookies: See above
Dole Whip Ice Cream: If you know you know. Orange swirled with vanilla tastes like an old school Push Pop.
Brownies: Especially with walnuts!
Cheesecake: Love it but sometimes itâs a bit rich.
Obvious Lord of the Rings reference. You canât play D&D without referring to LotR or Monty Python. Itâs the law. If you break it, nerds will politely knock on your door and insist you watch the films until you see the error of your ways.
This one comes from Thor.
Thatâs Darth Vaderâs theme, for the uninitiated. Hereâs a link if you donât know it by heart⊠like some people.
Hereâs a smattering of Alâs colorful dictation. Warning: donât click the link if you canât handle some really rough language. Thereâs swearing and then thereâs Al Swearengen swearing. I play basketball but Iâm not in the same league as Michael Jordan. This is like that.
You probably should just forget I shared a link.
Iâm talking to you, Mom.
Chocolate chip cookies, but the baked ones, not the ooey-gooey ones.
As for Justified, Raylan does seem cooler/more collected than before- especially in scenes where he's playing against someone like Bryl in the "Kokomo" episode.
Mansell is no Crowder. Period.
It's an admittedly odd comparison, but he reminds me of a less hyper Dickie Bennett- like maybe Dickie's older, more chill brother. I dunno.
Is there anyone out there that is a fan of his Raylan's daughter? Her character seems like one that would've been better discussed but never seen (if that makes sense).
Chocolate Chips-100% GOAT cookies that I never get tired of eating and making. I'm also constantly Frankensteining my recipe, which is delicious lab work! Justified: City....okay, I knew I didn't have to make some kind of juju spell to conjure up your discussion. Also caught up and I think Kokomo EP is where the series has finally found its footing. I have felt like Raylan is, not lost, but it's like they have to build these relationships quickly because he's not in Harlan, which takes time while also developing the plot. I guess what I'm saying is I wish we were settling in for a 3-season series..you know what I mean? I also love the supporting cast and would absolutely watch some permutation of that entire cast. I was never so happy to see Raylan pack his wispy, watery, baby-talking-jesus-is-that-really-your-grown-ass-voice, as you said, quasi-stoned daughter off to the airport. Terrible character. Please to not come back, please. I eagerly look forward to Clement getting stuffed in a trash compactor in his tighties. He is a poor Boyd knock-off, the Armanchi suits of bad guys. And he's just disgusting. I'm saying this while currently re-watching The Sopranos and reading the oral history book Woke Up this Morning by Michael Imperioli and Steve Schrippa, so I'm knee deep in space scum :) JOHNNY FIVE ALIVE ON my friend! Thanks for this! X!