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 Greetings:  If you're here reading this < how many times have you read a line such as this?  ad infinitum no doubt?  But that isn't what this is about.  So, what this is about is "Making Footprints", making Social Media Footprints that is.  I just can't make a large enough footprint!  

SLIME SKULL OF SNOT  You may be asking yourself, why Slime Skull Of snot?  The answer is:  Snot Skull wasn't available.  And it is in homage to the great Hacker Fakebook of the early '90s.

While this has your Halloween colors, this is not a Halloween centric blog, oh no.  This is just a typical masterful design flaw based up the curvature of the earth.

SPOILER ALERT!  SPOILER ALERT!  (Not too bad but it could affect your enjoyment)

Let's segue this into an impromptu movie review.  TOP GUN:  Maverick  - As you can see, I'm not intelligent so don't expect this review to be worth the bits & bytes that convey the message.  I liked it!  I liked Top Gun:  Maverick.  I have no technical pet peeves with the film, I take it as is, fantasy, reality... what have you... hopping into an Iranian F-14 and taking off... ahhh, now there is where I got brutally YANKED... or is it "Yeeted" out of the moment. 

Maverick hops inside the F-14 and says "It's been a minute".  I just don't think a relic (and that's what he is playing, sort of, in this film.  He's a throwback there to teach the younglings).  I just don't think he would use the term "It's been a minute".  That's more suited for the 35 and under crowd of today.  I believe he would have said "It's been awhile".

END SPOILER ALERT!

Other than that the movie was great.  I once lived next door to an F-14 pilot but I never spoke to him about the movie or I should say the original Top Gun movie.  Oh well, I like Thomas Cruise movies.

Since I mentioned Halloween in this post already, let's go ahead and mention it some more.  We are drawing close to that time of year, the Harvest.  The Fall.  Many people find this to be a favorite time of year, I know it is one of my favorite times as well.  When I was a kid this time of year made everything else just stand still and sorta evaporate into the background.  

There has always been a certain undercurrent of evil... Maybe not evil as in something totally vile and repulsive, or even dangerous.  But a wisp of something lurking in the air.  A hint of something sweet and good but perhaps not quite what it seems.  Like a Gingerbread House occupied by a Witch.  It looks all sweet and happy and fun from the outside, but if you get too close something bad could happen to you.  Halloween is sorta like that for me.  It's fun, it's nice to look at and is interesting... But, if you throw yourself into it, if you forget what's really going on then you run the risk of getting sucked into an abyss.

Wow, that's putting it rather bluntly isn't it?  I think tonight I will watch the original Hocus Pocus from 1993 and then begin to watch the Hocus Pocus part 2 that just came out.  I'll do a comparison and perhaps my review will be better than that of Top Gun:  Maverick.  I know, I know... my Top Gun review was a little awkward and sparse.

It's brutally hot here today.  I saw a peak temperature of 119 degrees Fahrenheit.  HOT HOT HOT!

So, I'm going to end this, I'm going to do a bit of work on my website... Have to get everything in line and up to date.  I bid you adieu.... - out

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