The Last of Us: Pedro Pascal

Obyren Martell, readying for a fateful battle with the "Mountain".

Today I cut my final tie to the Game of Thrones series.  

My "Stark"  tee is going into the Goodwill bag.  My "dragon" tee went long ago.  I had socks too, but they are lost in sock hell.

It was inevitable.  One can only hold onto the love and fascination of such an elaborate show for so long.

I will still, however, love Pedro Pascal. He was cocky, his costumes were amazing.  Now,he is the Mandalorian, and he has all the attitude needed.  

  

Whoever the costume designers were, they did some amazing things in this series.  

 

 The Mandalorian, in a Star Wars saga

 

 The Last of Us takes place in a dystopian society.  Rough times. 

  Are there any movies or series that finished that you recall?  Any actor who has transferred to another role? What actor stands out as a reason to watch him/her in a new role?

 

Note to bloggers: I have been having a hard time getting my comments to show, unless I okay cookies.  Somehow I will overcome.

Archeology Found Me

Now we are growing older, to the years when our grown children sneak looks at us and whisper to each other, “Do you think Mom is…Dad looks…?” 

Realizing that our house is imploding with our multiple interests and collections, I entered my closet and tore through it with the fury of one bent on victory.

Not my closet--but it could be.

The most accessible layer of my closet reflected my travels with tee shirts from everywhere we went.  My style choice of jeans, tee shirts, and wild gypsy skirts were in the top.  

 Then the next layer?  It was from a time of indecision and difficulty.  The dresses from too many funerals and too few parties were folded and placed into a plastic bag.  

This closet looks vaguely familiar...

The deepest layer was the younger me, when I needed professional clothes, suits and even formals.

Then I (with my husband) stepped into the garage and singled out the camping equipment.   

This is NOT our garage. Click here for source.

The first layer was our affluent camping years:  huge three section tent, Coleman camp stove and lanterns, air mattresses, and luxury camping gear.  This reflected a time when we could afford the comforts.

 The next layer took us to the years when we packed lighter, went camping more often.  The gear was battered and used. Our teenage children were usually with us, and gave the equipment some rough wear. 

The final layer of camping equipment reflected our youth.  It contained a two-man tent, with bare essentials.  “Pick up and go” camping at its leanest is what made that layer.

Archeology takes many forms.  

 While the 15 year old me wanted to get into the dust and grime of the dig experience (with college boys all around), the grandma me found just enough action in my own dig site. 

There was plenty of dirt and grime to go around, and I didn't give a fig for any cute college boys. If I could find some, they could carry the boxes and bags to GoodWill for me.  In fact, that is a good idea...

I took two Aleve™ tablets the next day, and rejoiced in all my discoveries.