The past seven days have been one terrible event after another in the ol’ Clager household. All of the stress is causing my anxiety to flare and it is taking my appetite and concentration with it. As such, I’m hangry, sick to my stomach, and barely able to keep on course with finding something to write for you all tonight. Then it hit me: I can’t eat, but I can curl up with a myriad of entertainment choices guaranteed to take my mind off of things.
It was then that I decided that Comfort Food Movies: They’re Like Mac & Cheese For Your Eyeballs needed a part deux with a twist. Enjoy the tv series, video game, podcast, and song that I turn to when I need a pick-me-up!
You can be having a terrible time, but Archer interacting with any of his co-workers, an ocelot, or Woodhouse will always make you feel better. MAWP.
I had heard about Borderlands 2 well before I actually knew anything about it. Once I finally had Xbox 360 (no word of a lie, my brother-in-law won it in a Taco Bell contest and gave it to me for Christmas), I decided I could find twenty bucks to spend on the game with the crazy cult following.
It was the best twenty dollars I’ve ever spent.
If I’m frustrated or angry or stressed, I load up Gaige the Mechromancer or Maya the Siren and I blow shit up. I strap on a sniper rifle and cackle as bandit heads pop like ticks. I forget everything real and just immerse myself into a world filled with truly insane people and I enjoy every moment.
How Did This Get Made - Too many episodes to choose just one
I think we all know how I feel about HDTGM and Jason Mantzoukas. I’ve listened to every episode so many times, but they never fail to make me laugh and soothe my frazzled nerves.
“This movie isn’t a documentary, but there are monkeys in this movie, acting.”
“One person told you your dick is unimportant - for the entirety of the history of the human race women have been kept locked in cages giving birth to your stupid babies!”
“I will only fight and fuck to Montell Jordan’s ‘This Is How We Do It.’”
“Get out of our skies, poor people!”
“Angel of the Morning” by Juice Newton
You can thank Deadpool for smashing this earworm into my brain. I did!
It’s an insane song to blast while driving your car down a busy street, screeching the lyrics and giggling. It’s the opposite of hardcore or menacing. It is no one’s jam. That’s exactly why it opened Deadpool’s movie and is probably why I find it so wonderfully exuberant and refreshing. It’s like my insanity put on a pretty dress, regained its virginity, and then sweetly sang about asking to bang someone.