I’m not crazy about those movies, except for Die Hard and A Christmas Story. I love A Christmas Story and I refuse to go through Christmas Day without watching it at least once.
But I tend to like everything that’s professionally made. Some better than others, but I’ll probably like it whatever it is. If the people who made the movie know what they’re doing, then it’s probable that I’ll have no complaints.
I barely think of Planes, Trains and Automobiles as a Christmas movie, but I guess that is what it is. The thing that really moves me in that movie is Del sitting alone in the car missing his dead wife. It’s more powerful after I found out at the end that his wife was dead. I like how Neal opened the door and told Del to come in, and they spent the night drinking the those little liquor bottles that Del had in his massive trunk.
Home Alone. How can you not like a movie that has Joe Pesci? I mean, seriously. Joe Pesci! But my favorite parts of Home Alone is when Kevin has that talk with Mr. Marley at the church, and then at the end when Kevin looks out the window and sees Mr. Marley had made peace with his son. That last scene makes me teary-eyed every time.
I often rewatch movies just to see those little scenes that touched my heart.
It snowed most of the time I was out there. Wet snow. My clothes were soaked.
The Bat Shack is finally falling apart.
Made it out today. Didn’t see anything, but the doe urine I sprayed on the ground has a very strong smell. I’d be surprised if a buck doesn’t pick up that scent.
The power got knocked out at around 1:00 today, and it’s still out. My mom and dad were going to give me this generator for Christmas, but they decided to give it to me early. My dad and I got it set up today. It’s got a few things running, but not everything.
It’s still very windy and I don’t think DTE would be working on lines in this. So, I reckon the power will be out at least until tomorrow, if the wind dies down.
Though we have 25 MPH winds today and lots of rain, I had hoped to hunt. It was on a day like this that I saw the king buck while hunting a few years ago. I saw him once in person, and later my trail camera got a picture of him when I wasn’t out there. But I don’t have a way to get over there today and my dad said we have hail and lightning, so I guess it’s better that I stay in.
I’m getting together my hunting gear because I hope to hunt today. My boots, that have been at the top of the basement stairs, are full of cat food.
Last night I watched “The 12th Man” on Netflix. I thought a couple scenes were ridiculous, but I really liked the movie. It’s baseed on the true story of Jan Sigurd Baalsrud who fled the Nazis in Norway in 1943.
Thank God temperatures dropped. Firearm season starts in a few days. I’m just going to do the firearm season this year and I’m going to try hot doe piss.
