I’ve had broken bones. As a small child I had both legs broken in an accident. The right leg, to this day, still has a scar that’s grown with me. I’ve broken my right arm in 6th grade on the playground. And, of course, we know about the hand a few months ago.
I’ve had one surgery in my life. Same said right hand. An infection of some type that lead to horrible swelling. The doctor had to slice it open in two spots and drain it out, creating a hole in my finger that we had to change twice a day and stuff with gauze.
And then there is today.
Let me rewind and recap. Since the coughing spells I had a few months ago, I’d developed this lump near my belly button. It didn’t really bother me but once in a rare while I’d have some discomfort. Well this passed Thursday, it nearly brought me to my knees. The pain in my stomach and groin were awful. Friday morning I made an appointment to have it checked out. Minutes after examination, I’m consulting a surgeon and being admitted to the hospital for surgery today.
Umbilical hernia. That’s my enemy.
So I lay here and answer the same questions over and over. Waiting for noon when I’m suppose to be cut open. On the bright side, I may get to go home today, too. Though I won’t be able to lift anything for up to 6 weeks.
Here goes nothing!
Finally getting around to sinking my teeth into a second Gaiman book. A collection of short stories!
The following review/opinion piece contains major spoilers about the Netflix original series, Marvel’s Daredevil. Be warned, here and now, that I’ll be giving rundowns of the episode and commenting here and there about what I’ve watched and opinions on certain scenes or events. Read on if you’d like to share your own comments below, or come back another time after you’ve watched the show. Thanks for your time!
Wow. World on Fire continues to build on our story and offers just enough to keep everyone busy. One thing Daredevil is doing that a lot of other shows don’t seem to get is that it’s actually moving the story along. Some series will focus on the same subject matter for several episodes, repeating the same information we have already gathered and just refuse to move on – filling in dead air, I guess. Daredevil is chugging along, moving out characters at a nice pace and advancing our story so that we aren’t left sitting for too long in one spot. Things are happening, getting shaken up and consequences are occurring that must be dealt with. So let’s get started on my thoughts on this episode …
Matt has a soft spot for all the people he pulls into his complicated life. After rescuing her from the Russians, Matt offers Claire a place to stay at his own apartment. He gives her, and us, a description of how his senses work, and what it is he sees in his blind world. He sees, for the record, “A world on fire.”
Repercussions from Fisk’s beheading of Anatoley include some mixed emotions and distrust from other members of the crime families Fisk is trying to head. Their lack of respect for him and his actions show that he is still an up and coming kingpin of crime. His loyal right hand man, Wesley, has planted enough evidence (i.e. a black mask) on the corpse of Vladimir’s brother to point evidence of the beheading toward Daredevil. Fisk assures the others that the Russian’s will be taken care of soon, just to continue on with business as usual until then.
Meanwhile, Matt and Foggy take up a case to help a rundown tenement building and its lowly residents. This is all part of the remodeling of Hell’s Kitchen that Fisk has bigger plans for. Remember, everything is connected in this series and Fisk’s plans will eventually encompass all of Hell’s Kitchen, not just the underworld of crime. As far as the case goes, Foggy and Karen hold down this part of the storyline.
Inside the New York Police Department, the Hell’s Kitchen division here, Matt visits to pick up some complaints toward the owner of the building in question. While there, his super hearing picks up on the interrogation of one of the Russian’s he had a run in with. The man mentions Fisk by name, and the cops in the room with him are revealed to be working for Fisk. Dirty cops. They stage an attempted escape and kill the Russian right in the police station. Matt later tries to get a little info from one of the cops, but ends up with the cops burner phone instead, listing four addresses related to the Russians.
Fisk continues his courtship with Vanessa, recreating a more private dinner with her where they get to know one another. He assures her that beside him is the safest place she can stand. His plans are revealed for Hell’s Kitchen, that the city must die in order to be reborn under his guidance and vision. Vanessa then hands over a gun that she’s had hidden in her purse, showing her trust of Fisk and accepting his role as her guardian.
As Vladamir prepares for war against Fisk, his men gathered together at the four addresses Matt found on the phone he took from the dirty cop. Each location is visited by one of Madam Gao’s blind delivery men, who reveal a detonator and destroy the four locations the Russian’s were using. Fisk and Vanessa watch this from their location while at dinner. Vanessa stares on in awe as she seems to suddenly understand what Fisk was talking about with his rebirth speech.
Reeling from the explosion, Vladimir attempts to escape his hideout, but Daredevil is there waiting on him. Matt himself was caught up in the blast, but he jumps on Vladimir immediately and begins beating the living crap out of him. But then we get a huge cliffhanger as the police come screeching in and pull guns. Our vigilante is caught at gunpoint with no where to go and the cops closing in just paces away.
Holy crap! What a great episode and cliffhanger. The Russians have pretty much been shut down by Fisk. His plans for rebuilding Hell’s Kitchen by basically tearing it apart are out. The other crime syndicate’s are not scared enough to keep from questioning his decisions, but they’re just scared enough to not risk going it on their own. And Daredevil … he’s got to get it together and stop reacting on pure impulse. Ah, the learning curve of new heroes must be a steep one.
I have not watched the next episode of Daredevil, nor gotten around to that spoiler-filled book report of Infernal I talked about. I have no other updates to blog about either because I’ve been busy this weekend, for a change.
Saturday, the family and I got up early and had lunch at The Pharmacy Burger Parlor & Beer Garden. A little out of the way place in Nashville, TN that had a very inviting atmosphere and good food. Don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t anything to write home about, but it was good dining and a fun, relaxing environment.
After lunch we spent several hours walking through Opry Mills, a gigantic shopping mall also located in Nashville and part of the Opryland attractions. Leaving the mall that evening, I noticed I had a missed call from my mom. That’s where the rest of my weekend goes.
Seems my mom fell Saturday evening and broke her knee and wrist. As I type this, I’m laying on a hospital couch in her room. Monday she is suppose to have surgery on her wrist. They then say she will be put in a wheelchair and sent home for a week to let the swelling in her leg go down. In a week, they’ll bring her back and do microscopic surgery on the knee, putting in a plate and screw.
If it isn’t one thing, it’s another. Right?
On a positive note, we got to catch up with some good friends at a surprise birthday party Sunday evening. Had a good meal, good (much needed) laughs and got to enjoy other people’s company for a change.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to try and find the comfy spot on this couch. Have a good week!
My oldest son just turned 11.
You know, it’s weird having to correct myself each time I go to talk about my (oldest) son. I always start out typing, “My son …” and I stop, catching myself. Well, which one am I talking about? I have two now! The Oldest and the Youngest. I feel I need to specify now, each and every time. Sos …
My oldest son just turned 11 this passed week. He is following in my footsteps as far as his interests and hobbies go, much to his mother’s chagrin. Well, it’s not that bad, she’s happy to have a nerd as a son, but she’d much rather have a more athletic child she could cheer on in sporting events. She doesn’t give us a hard time, though, because she wants our son to be happy of course! But I digress …
At 11 years old, he’s already talked me into putting out “Let’s Play” videos of Minecraft. Something I enjoy doing, but never would have thought to do on my own. He encouraged me to start podcasting, discussing things such as books and movies and events – something I love, again, but never would have thought of doing. On his own, he’s into creating little animation shorts using a program he discovered online and asked me to download. Now, he’s into creating these animated shorts and wants them posted to Youtube. He loves Lego’s, building them and showing them off in all their glory. He just enjoys things that I enjoy, but he has the courage to step up to the next level and put them out there into a wider community.
So, in celebration of his 11th birthday, we created a blog together. No, not this one, but one over on Blogger.com. We’re co-contributors and it will be dedicated to mainly showcasing his animations, Lego builds, game play videos we might do in the near future, and anything else either one of us might want to share that we’ve done together. In other words, it’s our father/son blog to do cool fun stuff on.
So, if you’re at all interested, you can find the link below. Keep in mind, we’re just getting started, so there isn’t much – if any real – content on the blog, yet. But stay tuned in the coming days/weeks as we grow it steadily. I’ll be cross posting some things between here and there to promote his site, so humor me, if nothing else :)
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