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Sleeping Beauty: Disney animated classic based upon the Charles Perrault fairy tale. (Blu-ray) The Three Musketeers: 1993 version of the classic tale, with Tim Curry chewing scenery as the evil Cardinal Richelieu. There are certainly better versions of the story out there, but this one is a fun romp, just the same. (Disney+) Kipo and the Age of Wonderbeasts (Season 1): Surprisingly good series set in a wrecked future where mutated creatures roam the surface, and (until recently), the title character lived in a protected "burrow" underground. (Netflix) Zumbo's Just Desserts (Season 2): I have a weakness for cooking shows, and this one's fun. The countdown clock looks like it's made with giant Nixie tubes, which is pretty cool, as well. (Netflix)

Intrada Special Collection Volume ISC 426 arrived in my mail today. CD 3 has the original soundtrack release, and the original songs produced by Thomas Dolby. Currently listening to "Don't Turn Away" by Thomas Dolby: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r8jFhOW6u3c

Doesn't Jupiter already have a ring system?

Listen to me, Just hear me out. If I could have your attention? Just quietin' down for a voice in the crowd. I get so confused and I don't understand. I know you feel the same way you've always wanted to say, But you don't get the chance. Just a voice in the crowd. I don't know the score anymore; It's not clear anymore. I can't tell right from wrong anymore; I just don't understand. I was sitting here thinking of exchanging a new world for old; Like changing the channels on TV, Or the dirt that we stand in, to gold. When I was young My father told me just bad guys die, At the time just a little white lie. It was one of the first but it hurt me the most, And the truth stung like tears in my eyes; That even the good guys must die. There's no reasoning, no crimes, and I never knew why. Even now, it still makes me cry. If there's somebody up there, could they throw me down a line? Just a little helping hand, just a little understanding. Just some answers to the questions that surround me now. If there's somebody up there, could they throw me down a line? Just a little guiding light to tell wrong from right. Just some answers to the questions that I'm asking you. I keep a vigil in a wilderness of mirrors, Where nothing here is ever what it seems. You stand so close but you never understand it. For all that we see is not all that it seems; am I blind? And you sit there and talk revolution, But can you tell me just who's in command? When you tell me the forces we're fighting, Then I`ll join you and gladly make plans, But for now only our t-shirts cry freedom, And our voices are gagged by our greed. Our minds are harnessed by knowledge, By the hill and the will to succeed, And if that's not what you believe, Would you just let me know I'm not standing alone, That I'm not just a voice in the crowd? If there's somebody up there, could they throw me down a line? Just a little helping hand, just a little understanding. Just some answers to the questions that I'm asking you. If there's somebody up there, just throw me down a line? Just a little guiding light to tell wrong from right. Just some answers to the questions that I'm asking you. I'll keep a vigil in a wilderness of mirrors, Where nothing is exactly how it seems. You're reaching out, you're so close you can touch it, But it all disappears when it's always so near. But one day, we will find that we stand in the light. Until then, I'll keep a vigil in a wilderness of mirrors. Nothing here is ever what it seems. I'm scared to shout, in case I draw attention from the powers That preside over our minds and our lives, When they find what I want is the deadliest weapon; that is truth. Day by day it`s getting louder, And day by day it`s getting stronger. But when I can`t scream no more and I need reassurance, I listen to the crowd. And the boy stood and stared at the hill; And the hill - it stared back.

"He's just a big softy." -- Nanny Ogg

"Roll the Bones" by Rush. Deep Tracks on Sirius XM has been converted into a tribute channel for Neil Peart.

Available from my local library through the streaming service Hoopla.

The memories of a man in his old age Are the deeds of a man in his prime. You shuffle in gloom of the sickroom And talk to yourself as you die. Life is a short, warm moment And death is a long cold rest. You get your chance to try in the twinkling of an eye: Eighty years, with luck, or even less. So all aboard for the American tour, And maybe you'll make it to the top. And mind how you go, and I can tell you, 'cause I know You may find it hard to get off. You are the angel of death And I am the dead man's son. And he was buried like a mole in a fox hole. And everyone is still in the run. And who is the master of fox hounds? And who says the hunt has begun? And who calls the tune in the courtroom? And who beats the funeral drum? The memories of a man in his old age Are the deeds of a man in his prime. You shuffle in gloom in the sickroom And talk to yourself till you die.

"He followed me home, can I keep him?"

Aladdin: Guy Ritchie's CGI-infused Bollywood-inspired remake of the 1992 Disney animated film. Not as bad as the trailer looked, not as good as the original. (Disney+)

If you can't beat 'em, join 'em (into weird shapes to minimize their political power).

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tokyo_Cruise_Ship

All the birds sing words And the flowers croon In the Tiki, Tiki, Tiki Room

Given what I've seen with the Bundys and the people they attract, they're for their gun rights, not the rights of others to carry.