NCIS: Sydney – “Death Card”

April 13, 2026

One thing that I have always liked to watch are police procedurals. Even though they are largely inaccurate to the real-world police (shout out to Skip Intro’s Copaganda series), they are still comfort food. I started watching with my mom and I still watch a lot of them often for something to put on in the background. Some shows are more interesting than others but few of them require more than a tiny bit of concentration. I returned to the world of NCIS after scumbag Michael Weatherly and asshole Mark Harmon left the show. Not long after that, the franchise branched out and I was suddenly enjoying NCIS, NCIS: Hawai’i, and then NCIS: Sydney. While Hawai’i sadly was canceled (for two much crappier spinoffs starring Harmon and Weatherly, Sydney remains. The show has really grown on me because it follows a ragtag group, a fusion of US Navy Federal agents and Australian Federal Police agents. There are actually only two Americans on the team.

Lately, the show has been kicking it up a notch with the character arcs and episodes almost themed as miniature movies. Recently, there was an excellent two-parter that followed the newest and most forgotten member of the team stepping up as an expert in explosives as a serial bomber terrorizes the city. However, it is the latest episode that I wanted to talk about as a fan of horror movies. The show dipped into multiple interesting topics, including mind control, top secret government programs, and tarot cards. All of these topics are ones that I have done deep dives on in the past. (I have ADHD and often get sucked into hyperfixations with the latest thing that interests me, drinking deep of each subject’s marrow). 

The episode takes place during Fleet Week (something that was also recently experienced on NCIS Prime) which has run the team ragged as they chase down drunks and petty crime. The episode opens with Australian agent JD (Todd Lasance) breaking another case in the interrogation room. He is apparently on a roll as his teammates congratulate him on a historic run in the box. The team is summoned to a crime scene where it appears that a seaman has killed himself. However, the scene troubles everyone because the naval officer seems to have drowned himself in a tide pool. They question whether the man was killed elsewhere but there is no evidence of it. The investigators struggle with ruling it a suicide with such strange circumstances.

Returning to headquarters, the team ponders over a tarot card found on the body of the victim. The picture on the card is of a man kneeling with his face in a puddle just like their drowned sailor. The returning Trigger (the team’s esoteric expert on explosives and chemical analysis) points out that the tarot card looks like a custom job. He used to date a girl into tarot cards and remembers enough to drop a little wisdom. Everybody is spooked by the imagery and the essence of the supernatural hanging in the air even if it does not exist. A government psychiatrist arrives with the seaman’s psych file, revealing that he seemed to be fine but mentions drugs and hypnosis as things that could have caused the change in behavior. They now have footage of the event from a local surf camera which clearly shows the seaman drowning himself calmly as if in a trance.

They have to brush off the psychiatrist as they find out that the seaman had a tarot card reading the night before. They find the shop closed up and find that the fortune teller inside has been murdered in her bathtub, along with another custom tarot card. The timing of the murder means that the seaman and his friend must have had their fortune read by the killer. They locate the friend in their own drunk tank. The friend turns out to be the seaman’s boyfriend and the two of them were planning on leaving the service together soon. The victim’s boyfriend claims that they did not even drink that much but he woke up hungover and out of it. When he is shown the tarot card, his eyes glaze over and he becomes distracted and nonverbal for a moment before snapping out of it.

Using manufacturer markers from the printing of the tarot cards, they find that they were made by a woman named Phoebe Bale in prison. She was convicted for a double homicide in Budapest but was extradited to Australia to carry out the rest of her sentence. However, they find out from the prison that Phoebe was paroled. The Warden wrote her a recommendation letter but when pressed cannot remember writing the letter and angrily dismisses the thought that she did anything inappropriate. Clearly, the woman was another victim of some sort of mind control. In fact, as JD and team leader Mackey (Olivia Swann) descend on Phoebe’s apartment, the toxicology screening results come in revealing that all of the victims were dosed with the same chemical. It is a chemical synthesized from motion sickness medication that makes the target highly susceptible to manipulation.

JD and Mackey apprehend a woman in the apartment who claims to be the cleaning woman. As Mackey gets a call from the office with the results of the tox screen and a photo of their target, JD sits down with the “cleaning lady”. In one of the scariest moments of the show, JD is dosed and succumbs to Phoebe’s manipulations. He obsessively searches through a pack of tarot cards for The Devil at her command, allowing her to slip away. Mackey returns to a distraught JD who is completely out of it. I found it interesting that they chose the happy-go-lucky male commander to get dosed rather than any of the female agents. It was refreshing.

With Phoebe in the wind, JD blames himself for getting manipulated so easily. Mackey tries to remind him that he was dosed by an expert. In fact, they discover through a little light hacking that Phoebe was in charge of a psyops program called Operation Tarot. She used her drugs to manipulate a couple into brutally killing themselves, but was caught by the authorities. Her handler cut her loose at that point and the team reasons that she is striking out at Fleet Week to draw out the US Government to get her revenge for abandoning her to her fate in prison. It is not long until we find out that the helpful psychiatrist from earlier was actually her handler. He is actively hunting her but is over his head. 

The team manages to catch Phoebe and they put her in the interrogation room. Even with Phoebe in his home field, JD hesitates to question her again. Mackey gets his head back in the game and JD faces his fears. He is able to bait her into confessing it all. Meanwhile, the psychiatrist/handler shows up to break Phoebe out. However, at the last moment the team is able tor realize that he has been brainwashed into doing so. The idea was for him to assault a federal facility so he would die by suicide by cop. Realizing that he is unarmed, they take him peacefully so that he can also answer for his crimes. At the same time, the seaman’s boyfriend acts on a subliminal command to kill himself publicly, and the team is able to stop that as well.

The episode mostly dips into the elements of hypnosis, brainwashing, and psyop programs similar to MKULTRA. While Tarot is a visual theme, they do not go to great lengths to get that right. However, this is forgivable since the agents are not very knowledgeable about the subject and the killer only uses some of the language and custom artwork as prompts for her suggestions. The only tarot expert in the episode is dead in a bathtub before we see her. The hypnosis scenes remind me a lot of scenes in movies like Get Out and Weapons. When people take the drug, their vision blurs and there is a frantic desperation to the scene. It felt awful in the best ways. There is a little truth to this kind of brainwashing as the US government used LSD and other drugs to make people more suggestible or mentally weak. Still, it is just a very creepy flight of fancy. This episode killed it and showed me why sometimes an episode can grab you and not let go.

Harley’s Baby Girl (A Batman: Arkham Story)

April 11, 2026

(Based on the positive pregnancy test Easter egg in Batman: Arkham City and what it would be like if it hadn’t been a false positive)

Little Merry started to cry in her crib and Harley walked over to tend to her infant daughter. It was just about feeding time, which Harley had anticipated by preparing a bottle. She offered it to Merry, who gratefully started sucking on it. She smiled and touched the dimple on his cheek gently. Merry grabbed her finger with his whole hand. The moment struck Harley to the core as she once again realized that this little thing had come from her.

“Drink up, little girl,” Harley said. “God, I wish Mr. J had been able to meet you. He woulda loved you.”

There was no reaction from Merry, who was very much concentrated on feeding time. Harley thought for a few moments and shrugged.

“Actually, I don’t know if he woulda even liked you,” she said. “I mean, I swore that he loved me back then, but he sure left me flat a lot. He let the Bat have me. I almost died because of him plenty of times.”

Merry’s eyes turned toward her face, attracted by the playful and lilting tone of his mother’s voice. Whatever she did, she could never lose that accent. She had it growing up and had suppressed it during medical school and the start of her residency. Somehow, the Joker had brought it back out of her.

“You know, you and me have a lot in common, kiddo,” she said. “I mean, beyond being blood-related and all. My daddy was a criminal and so was yours. Except Mr. J was way crazier.”

Harley put Merry over her shoulder and patted gently, leading to Merry burping heartily. Harley could not help but giggle at that.

“Good one,” she said. “Don’t get me wrong, Mr. J wasn’t all bad. Not for me at least, He was funny. He had a way of talking to me that made me feel like the only woman in the world. Like I could burn bright. Be somebody.”

She began to rock Merry a little in her arms. It would be time for both of them to get some more sleep soon.

“I mean, becomin’ a psychiatrist was nothing to sneeze at,” Harley said. “It just paled in comparison to what I could be with him. And maybe I ended up hurting people instead of helpin’ ‘em but I was blinded by love.”

She blinked for a moment, realizing these were thoughts she had never allowed herself to have. Something about a late-night feeding with a baby who could not really understand English yet had been like a shot of truth serum.

“I never believed that your daddy, Mr. J, would die,” she said. “Even with his blood sickness at the end, I believed he’d somehow beat it. I mean, I’m not exactly out of bounds there. The Bat got the cure. Mr. J just never got it.”

She looked down into Merry’s eyes which were green like his dad’s.

“And I hate Batman for that,” Harley said. “I really do but that pain and anger was blurred because I was already pregnant with you. If I didn’t have you to think about, I think I would have gone even crazier. I would have put the Bat and his family through Hell. But I was so in love with you that I had to just leave Gotham. I had to walk away from it all. Aunt Pammy helped. She’s visiting again soon, by the way.”

Merry’s little eyes were slowly closing.

“I don’t know what our future holds, kiddo,” Harley said. “It’s not like I have infinite wealth and we can’t hide forever. Someday, the Bat, the cops, or one of my other old playmates will find me. And I kind of miss the action. Your momma’s a badass. I want to feel blood on these knuckles again. Wrong or right, that’s what I feel like.”

She carefully laid Merry back in her crib.

“So sleep well, puddin’,” Harley said. “Because I will never ever leave you, but you’re not gonna have a normal childhood. I can feel it.”

They Smile When They Are Low (A DC Elseworlds Story)

April 4, 2026

(Inspired by this shot from the movie Shock Treatmentt)

“Don’t shoot!” Summer Gleeson shouted, and then her analytical journalist brain started to take over for the sheer panic of having a gun in her face. “Wait, who are you?”

The gang of colorful ruffians had burst into the studio just as the evening news had gone on the air, interrupting just after the opening credits. Summer looked and noticed that her co-anchor, Jack Ryder, had bolted and was nowhere in sight. All that was left behind was his overturned chair. Summer had stayed in her seat, which is why she now found herself face to barrel with a very large pistol. She glanced over at the camera crew and her producer, who were also being held at gunpoint with instructions to stay on the air. That meant that the colorful clown in front of her wanted an audience. She looked familiar.

She was dressed like an old school movie star mixed up with a clown. She wore a long, black, slinky dress with red diamond highlights. a scarlet head scarf that partially hid her platinum blonde curls, and killer black and red heels. She had tossed a long black trenchcoat over a chair off camera and had removed her sunglasses. However, her makeup, while meticulously done, was garish. Her face had been painted bone white with matte red lipstick and extravagant eyeshadow. It was thick like a circus clown. This was Gotham; clowns made people nervous.

“And that right there is the problem,” the woman with the gun said. “I’m obviously Harleen Quinzel, but since the world wants to treat me like a joke, you can call me Harley Quinn.”

Summer’s eyes went wide as she recognized the woman. “Harleen Quinzel, the actress? Why are you here? What do you want?”

“I’m here to address an injustice. I’m here on behalf of all of those the film industry has cast aside,” Harley said before taking a breath and smiling maniacally at the camera and winking. “I’m here because Vicki Vale was unavailable. No offense, Summer.”

Summer was actually a little stung at the mention of one of her competitors. Still, Harley and her friends had guns.

“No offense taken, Ms. Quinn,” Summer said as professionally as possible. “Is this an interview? Is that why you’re here?”

“Bingo, Summer,” Harley said. “And you can address me as Harley. You can refer to me later as my entire nom de guerre: Harley Quinn. Remember that, Summer.” She turned to the camera again. “Remember that, Gotham.”

“Alright, Harley,” Summer said, trying to settle her racing pulse and even out her breathing. “The last time we saw you was during the unfortunate incident at the Golden Globes.”

“You don’t need to recap what happened there, Summer,” Harley said. “Everybody knows what happened. You lose your composure one time and it’s all over the World Wide Web and the late-night talk shows. I apologized but that did nothing.”

“Right,” Summer said, not wanting to antagonize her guest, who was still armed. “Where have you been since? We haven’t heard from you in a while.”

Harley lowered the gun but still kept it ready, gesturing with it casually as she talked. “I won’t lie,” She said. “I have lived a tortured existence these past months. To go from being so beloved to this, it was quite an emotional journey. My agent dropped me and suddenly nobody would take my calls. The audacity of all of these people to laugh at me after I made them so much money.”

“That must have been hard,” Summer said.“So what did you do?”

“I was lucky enough to get in contact with kindred spirits,” Harley said. “I’m not the only one cast aside by the industry for silly mistakes.”

Summer saw her opportunity to reveal the rest of the threats to the Gotham City Police Department and Batman if they happened to be watching. She hoped they were watching.

“I do see that you brought a few people with you,” she said. “Care to introduce your entourage?”

“Summer, I’m disappointed in you. You should recognize them,” Harley said. “That’s Garfield Lynn, the special effects wizard. To his right is Basil Karlo, another titan of the silver screen. The bald gentleman is Burt Weston, a veritable film expert.”

“Does that child have a gun?” Summer asked, spotting a little girl with a cute dress and darling curls in her hair.

“Summer!” Harley said in an exasperated and scandalized voice. “That’s Mary Louise Dahl. Love That Baby? It was a celebrated television show. You are seriously uncultured, Summer.”

Summer remembered watching a video essay on Dahl who was able to portray a toddler at age twenty due to a rare genetic condition. That was before some disturbing rumors about her began to come out, causing Dahl to go into seclusion

“Ah yes, I recognize her now,” Summer said. “At the risk of offending you once again, I must comment that all of these people are known criminals. Violent criminals.”

“Now you’re getting it,” Harley said. “You will all come to know their monikers soon enough. We have all been transformed by an uncaring entertainment industry.”

“Yes, I can see that you’ve undergone quite the transformation,” Summer said. “This is quite a striking look.”

“Like I said, Summer,” Harley said. “Don’t you love this dress? A true Gambi original. But as for the new look in its entirety and particularly the makeup. Since people wanted to laugh at me, I might as well be a clown for them. They can laugh on their way to the grave.”

“I’m not laughing, Harley,” Summer said as evenly as she could.

“And I applaud you for that, Summer,” Harley said, reaching over to pat Summer on the cheek. “That’s why I don’t plan on killing you. Not today, at least.”

“Thank you,” Summer said, swallowing hard. “So you say that you’re a clown but Gotham already has a prominent clown.”

“The Joker?” Harley ased. “An amateur at best. Gotham hasn’t seen anything yet, Summer. He’s welcome to try and come for me as are Batman, his allies, and the GCPD. Just know that a horrible fate awaits them all. For us, the show is just beginning but this is the end for Gotham.”

Before Summer could say anything else, Harley turned and fired her pistol at the camera three times, ending the show prematurely in a shower of sparks. Summer hoped somebody would be coming for her soon.

Academy Awards 2026

March 16, 2026

I have a lot of memories growing up of watching the Academy Awards growing up. My folks would allow my brothers and me to stay up and watch the ultimate celebration of film. I was thinking today about film. I really like movies and I have liked movies since I can remember. I tend to give a lot of movies the benefit of the doubt and I more easily find the positive when others cannot. Of course, that has limits and I end up shaking my head at certain movies but I even relish in “bad” movies. This is probably why I listen to three different movie podcasts currently. Those are Dead Meat, How Did This Get Made, and Blank Check. I got together last night with my friends for a thrown-together Oscar Party (after a rousing game of Dungeons and Dragons). I had a lot of fun and I just felt a lot of positive vibes.

Conan O’Brien

I only discovered that Conan was going to be the host a few days before the event. When I discovered this, I was excited. Awards shows are a peculiar animal and they can live and die based on who the host is. Conan O’Brien has an impressive pedigree as a host and a comedian. He had a trial by fire when Late Night with Conan O’Brien was not well-received at first. He persevered and honed his self-deprecating and slightly surreal humor through the years. It did not hurt that he wrote for The Simpsons at its height. He easily works with just about anybody. (This is also why I love his podcast and all three of his late-night shows.)

Conan was in peak form last night. The cold open had my friends and me rolling with laughter from the first moment until the last. Again, a lot of his humor works for me because he either punches up or makes himself the main target of his jokes. None of his jokes throughout the night felt mean. He did make Timothee Chalomet his own personal punching bag but Chalomet had just recently put his foot in his mouth. The skits very sharply criticized those who might not appreciate movies as they are intended, without coming off as too mean-spirited. He also brought his trademark bad special effects with him. Prop humor has been a welcome part of his schtick since the Late Night days.

Horror Wins The Night

While One Battle After Another won the most awards, the horror genre was the real winner. Three horror movies (Sinners, Weapons, and Frankenstein) cleaned up in the awards and horror-adjacent movie K-Pop Demon Hunters also won. When I saw Weapons in theaters last year, I instantly loved it and felt that it should win a ton of awards. Little did I know that this brilliant movie would soon be overshadowed with movies that earned even more acclaim. Amy Madigan’s win was definitely deserved as she birthed a new horror villain icon that will be remembered for a long, long time. To think that Zach Cregger was working on a sketch comedy show 14 years ago and is now quickly becoming a horror juggernaut. His trajectory is similar but distinct from Jordan Peele’s. Amy had a personal hand in fleshing out her character in Weapons and she earned her nomination and win.

I have not yet watched Frankenstein (2025) but I have been a huge fan of Guillermo Del Toro’s since Hellboy (2005). The man is a brilliant filmmaker who brings well-rounded and fantastic worlds to life. I said it last night and I stand by it, I could listen to Del Toro talk about film for ages. He is so knowledgeable and while he did not personally win last night, a lot of the people he employed and nurtured won. I look forward even more to watching Frankenstein.

I loved Sinners so much. I first watched it with my friends on the same television that I watched the Oscars on last night. We watched it because I mentioned off-hand that I had not seen it yet and they were excited to show it to me. I was instantly hooked and I believed that it would have to win all of the awards. When it failed to clean up at the Golden Globes (which I did not watch), it dredged up memories of years when the movies that I loved did not win. Liking movies is a subjective endeavor, and I know that now, but emotionally, I was still that young kid who was mad. Sinners was nominated for 16 awards but only won three. There is a lot to explore there in why that is sociologically, with the Oscars historically being against genre films (obviously changing) and black-led films (we have a lot of work to do still). But it also made me really interested in watching other movies like One Battle After Another and Hamnet. 

Michael B. Jordan

Watching him win was an amazing moment. He seemed to be absolutely rocked by the moment as if he never really considered that he won. We are all our own worst critics, and historically, he would be correct in assuming that a white man would win Best Actor. His acceptance speech felt like a very grounded and relatable moment. He believably played two different characters in the same movie in a technical achievement that will be hard to top in the future. One thing I noticed that he was able to list all of the black men who have won the award in one breath. There have only been six now. I also found it interesting that he name-dropped Will Smith, who absolutely earned his award, even though later events marred his win. I’m sure the Academy was not exactly thrilled that he mentioned somebody banned from the ceremony.

Positivity

I really liked the air of positivity of the night. Nominees seemed to genuinely be rooting for each other instead of scheming and hoping for the downfall of their peers. Thank yous to other nominees in acceptance speeches never felt hollow or disingenuous. A lot is apparently being made of Teyana Taylor leaping to her feet to cheer for Amy Madigan. She absolutely saw no point in being a sore loser and felt like cheering on a peer’s success even as she was hit with the realization that she did not win the award. The crowd seemed rolicking in general with everybody happily playing along and looking overjoyed for each other.

Politics

I was really proud of the other tone that the night struck, walking a thin line of acknowledging the current state of the world and also celebrating escape. None of the political jokes or digs were unearned. They were all subtle enough to let the viewer connect the dots. They made a point of saying that they cannot ignore the world as it is but that banding together as an industry can hopefully make the world a better place. The message was hope and that certain pedophiles and crooked politicians should be brought to justice. The only real unsubtle moment was actually really powerful and I appreciated it. Javier Bardem was able to say “No to War” and “Free Palestine” just before he presented. Unlike the BAFTAs, it was not censored. He also wore a very prominent anti-war pin. We need to say these things out loud until things change.

Media Update 3/12/26

March 12, 2026

Jessica Vanel

I just thought I should spotlight some of the YouTube channels I follow this week. I first got into this channel because of her stories about her time working for Disney and also her time working as a Disney Princess at parties. These days, her channel is primarily about hospitality. Jessica has worked in the hotel industry for a while now and she puts on skits about customer service issues in the hospitality industry. Like the rest of the channels on this list, she plays all of the roles in her skits with different costumes and makeup. It is easy to root for her characters as they deal with the worst hotel guests life can throw at them. Going back in her archive provides great stories about dealing with kids, parents, and Disney in general. She also takes a break from skits every so often to do a vlog on an issue in the industry. I recommend this channel.

Claire Hawkins

I cannot remember when this first popped up on my feed but I love it. Claire is also a one-woman cast of hundreds. I first encountered her through her skits on what it is like to be a gymnastics coach. She made something that I know nothing about so entertaining and really captured how weird kids are. As I watched more, I realized she is also a master at bewildering and surreal sketches. She can do existential philosophy, nostalgia, horror, and so much comedy. I often have no idea what to expect from her but I am never disappointed. I recommend this channel.

Burnt-out Teachers

This is a channel I discovered more recently. This is a series of sketches and skits about teachers dealing with students, parents, and administrators. Ms. Lowder (her first name does not seem to be readily available) plays all of the roles. Her two main characters are two teachers who work together to teach a classroom of little ones. Ms. Lowder is named after herself and she uses a filter on her face to portray Ms. Bunker. She also portrays a lot of the precocious kids and troublesome parents as well. A lot of the skits seem to follow original storylines based in the world. The other skits are ripped from true stories of teaching. All of it is interesting. I recommend this channel.


Weekly Update: 

  • This week’s theme is “Female Skits on YouTube”
  • I watched a ton of YouTube
  • I watched more High Potential Season 2
  • I watched more Fallout Season 2
  • I watched more Hunting Party Season 2
  • I watched more Law and Order SVU Season 27
  • I watched more Sheriff Country Season 1
  • I watched more NCIS Season 23
  • I watched more Matlock Season 2

Day’s End

March 7, 2026

Alexis Erica Hawkwind bid her advisors a good night and headed upstairs to the castle’s residence. She moved to the den and poured herself a glass of brandy. She reached up and let her hair down, shaking it out a little. She took a sip and then a deep breath after swallowing. The affairs of Riverkeep could be trying and a day’s work was rewarding yet tiring. She could only imagine what this would be like when her father fully passed on all of his duties and obligations. She would have to be ready and she did think she was improving. She heard a noise behind her and turned to see her younger sisters, the twins, enter the room.

Cassie and Nicola looked just as tired as Alexis felt. Nobody in the Hawkwind family could ever be accused of shirking their duties. Everybody lent a hand and went to bed tired but satisfied. Alexis poured two more glasses of brandy and set them out for the twins with a smile. They both drank without uttering a word first.

“Well met, sister,” Nicola said. “How are the affairs of state going?”

“Well enough,” Alexis said. “With father, mother, and Robin on their mission of diplomacy, it feels a little empty here and like I’m picking up a lot of slack.”

“You must pace yourself, dear Alexis,” Cassie said. “The land and people are counting on you.”

“I’m doing my best,” Alexis said. “But you two should talk. I’m guilty of working too hard but so are the two of you.”

“We have many irons in the fire,” Nicola said. “Since you and father put us in charge of the mages and education of Riverkeep.”

“And that’s not even mentioning our personal projects,” Cassie said.

“I’m nervous to aks about one particular project,” Alexis said. “I suppose if there was any real progress, you would have informed the family already.”

“You are correct,” Nicola said. “There is no measurable progress toward our goal.”

“That’s not completely true,” Cassie said. “We’ve figured out a lot of the elements of the problem and we know far more now than we did at the start.”

“Yes, Cassie,” Nicola said. “We have mastered a lot of new magicks and made incredible advances but the final truth is incontrovertible; we do not have the wherewithal to build a bridge to another world. Nor do we have the ability to locate the world where our brother was spirited away to. We could barely discern that he disappeared and was not killed.”

“When you put it that way, it sounds pessimistic,” Cassie said. “We might someday travel to other worlds.”

“Someday,” Nicola said. “Not anytime soon.”

“Peace, sisters,” Alexis said. “I have no doubt that you have done your best in this endeavor. I think we just have to continue to have faith that our brother is in a better place. You said that you had discovered a lot in service of the task, though?”

“We have discovered a lot more about the magical transportation from one place to another,” Nicola said. “Some of it has moved beyond the theoretical.”

“We think that it will revolutionize the movement of not only people but cargo as well,” Cassie said. “If we’re right, things will be very different in the kingdom.”

Alexis blinked. “I can think of many uses for such high-level teleportation,” she said. “Trade, humanitarian efforts, and military would all be changed. Our kingdom would have a great advantage over surrounding kingdoms.”

“We’ll have something to report soon,” Cassie said. “If nothing else, it would make our father’s diplomatic journeys far safer and shorter.”

“We have tests to run before anybody gets too excited,” Nicola said. “We must make sure that it is safe. Those first tests will be on things rather than people.”

“Agreed,” Cassie said. “Safety first.”

“For now, let’s all get some sleep,” Alexis said. “We all need it.”

The Smithy

February 28, 2026

Maia walked out of the heat of the smithy and tried ot wipe some of the soot off of her face. Working with a phoenix feather forge was very specialized and very hot work and she felt like had sweated through her clothes several times over. She shrugged off the heavy protective coat that she wore to keep from getting burned. Her bare shoulders clearly showed the tattoos of a royal artisan. She had gone through years of apprenticeship so that she could use the exotic tools of her trade. She had left the service of Smith Pyredust to start her own commission under the son of Duke Dreambough. She was working hard to prove herself and spread word of her skill at the craft.

She heard footsteps behind her and she brushed her thumb over the runes on the palm of her glove, activating the studs on her knuckles. Magic flowed through her glove and imbued them with ice magic. She spun around and readied her fist to deliver a blow. She stopped herself when she saw that it was Caniqas the Shining standing there. She deactivated her glove with a clean gesture.

Caniqas was standing there silently and watching Maia. The man always wore a combination of wig, porcelain mask, and heavy makeup which made him hard to read. It also made it so nobody alive knew what he really looked like underneath it all. Rumors about who he was varied wildly. He was also hard to pin down. He was both a renowned musician and a renowned assassin. He was known in the lowest taverns and the highest courts. He did exactly what he wanted to do and only what he wanted. So Maia had stayed her attack not because she trusted his motives but because she knew it would be foolish to take him on directly.

“Can I help you Shining?” Maia asked. “It is late and I was not expecting you.”

“Nobody expects me,” Caniqas said softly. “I don’t even know what I’m going to do sometimes.” He smiled brightly, a little unnerving.

Maia smiled back, trying to play nice. “I  have a somewhat regular schedule myself,” she said. “Although you have caught me late at night working without my staff.”

“By design, my dear,” Caniqas said casually as if that admission was not potentially terrifying. “I wanted to catch you alone.”

“My curiosity is skyrocketing,” Maia said. “Please elaborate on why you have sought me out one-on-one.”

“I mean you know harm,” Caniqas said. “If I did, myself or one of my compatriots would have already taken care of you. I have need of your particular skills.”

“My skills?” Maia asked. “I’m flattered. Please tell me how I can help you.”

“I know that you are an expert at infusing your metalworks with magical energies,” Caniqas said. “I also know that, like many expert blacksmiths, you are knowledgeable about the various material and structural properties of metal. You know how to identify metals and you also know the strengths and weaknesses of those same metals.”

“My education in those areas was thorough and my experience has allowed me to learn even more,” Maia said. “What am I making for you?”

“Oh so many things that I have dreamed up,” Caniqas said with a smile. “But I don’t want to just bring your toys with me, I want to borrow you as well.”

“Borrow me?” Maia asked. “I hope that you asked my employer.”

“I have,” Caniqas said. “I need your help in breaking into a particularly hard-to-access location. You’re only my first stop on this recruitment drive. I have others to collect.”

“And what if I say that I’m comfortable here where I am?” Maia asked. 

“Do you expect me to threaten you, I wonder?” Caniqas said with a smile. “No, I would go on to ask a different smith instead. You’re my first choice, though. I promise to protect you.”

“Your protection is legendary,” Maia said.

“You mean tales of my capacity for violence are legendary,” Caniqas said. “Semantics. I will give you some time to think it over.”

“How long?” Maia asked.

“Not long,” Caniqas said as he started to back away from her, gracefully walking backwards so he never stopped watching her.

Media Update 2/26/26

February 26, 2026

Sheriff Country (2025 – 2026)

Yet another show that I was introduced to by my mother during the holidays. In the small county of Edgewater, a sheriff balances her personal life with keeping the community safe. Morena Baccarin plays the lead character, a recently promoted deputy with a great blend of compassion and toughness. W. Earl Brown plays her father, a marijuana grower with a criminal past. Amanda Arcuri plays her daughter, a recovering addict with a big heart. Christopher Gorham plays her ex-husband, a defense attorney with a lot of hustle. Matt Lauria plays her former partner who is now her deputy, a more hard-nosed cop. Michele Weaver plays her deputy and protege of sorts who uses her own broken past to help her connect to people compassionately on the job. The characters are instantly likable and interesting to me. Things are tricky and dangerous without being too dark. It is also neat to see a small community shift from illegal marijuana growing to legal growing and the struggles that come with it. I recommend this show.

Mayor of Kingstown (2021 – 2026)

I have seen ads for this show since it premiered and I like the star. One man carries onthe family business of acting like a fixer who negotiates between the small town he lives in, the sprawling prison, the police, and the politicians to keep the peace. Jeremy Renner plays the main character and he is really compelling as a very troubled but good-hearted man. Dianne Wiest plays his mother, a woman who works in the prison and disapproves of his rule-bending and dangerous job. Hugh Dillon plays a police detective who is corrupt yet funny. Tobi Bamtefa plays a Crip leader and drug dealer who is very likable and funny. Taylor Handley plays Renner’s brother, a cop who struggles with getting dragged into corruption. The show is very well-written and well-acted with Renner in particular knocking it out of the park. For me, the show is too dark and there is not much calling me back to it. I have heard later seasons are better but I do not know if I want to get there. I do not recommend this show.

Tin Star (2017 – 2020)

I looked for shows similar to Sheriff Country. A London cop transplants his family to a small oil town in the Canadian Rockies and struggles with the oil company and his own dangerous past catching up to him. Tim Roth plays the main character, a struggling alcoholic cop and father who is trying to stay afloat. Christina Hendricks plays an oil company executive who is straightforward and feels dangerous. Abigail Lawrie plays his daughter, an environmentalist who wants to fight the oil company. There are more characters but none of them really stood out in the first two episodes. This show was way too dark for me. This just felt like despair distilled into a show. I really love Tim Roth as a character and he is likable here but it is not enough for me. I do not recommend this show.


Weekly Update: 

This week’s theme is “Small Town Justice”

I watched a ton of YouTube

I watched more High Potential Season 2

I started Fallout Season 2

I watched more Hunting Party Season 2

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February 21, 2026

Geraint walked into the magician Hester’s laboratory as the wizard stood up from his desk and then also walked in from the miniature library. The two copies of Hester looked startled and the one at the desk evaporated suddenly. Hester blinked as if waking up from a daydream and then smiled and pushed her glasses back up on her nose.

“Hello inspector Geraint,” Hester said. “I’ve been expecting you but truth be told, I expected you to drop by later. What a pleasant surprise.”

“You’re just going to gloss over what I just saw?” Geraint asked, glancing back at the now vacant desk. He pointed at the space where that copy had been sitting.  “What was that?”

“Just a little spell that I’ve been researching off the tablet recovered on the Clover Run expedition a few weeks ago,” Hester said. “It seems to make research go a little faster. I’m still exploring the benefits.”

“And the downsides, I’m sure,” Geraint said. “Magic often has hidden risks.”

“You know, magic is not the big, bad boogeyman that you think it is,” Hester said. “I would have thought that you would be all in on a spell that creates instant twins.”

“You need to stop reading my mind,” Geraint said. 

“No need to read your mind when I can read your face so easily,” Hester said with a smirk. “But this is not why I called you down here. I wanted you to meet somebody who came back from the Goblin Depths expedition.”

“Somebody who was on the expedition?” Geraint asked. “Did they see something?”

The Spyglass Expedition company was always at the forefront of exploration and that meant entering locations where treasure recovery was likely. There were plenty of times when the presence of treasure attracted the criminal elements. This was often where Inspector Geraint got involved. Nabbing the crooks got them out of the way for the company and eliminated them as a danger to the public good. Everybody won except for the dangerous criminals.

“It’s not somebody who left for the expedition,” Hester said. “She’s locked in one of the isolation chambers.”

“You’ve successfully given me goosebumps,” Geraint said. “It’s not like your company to keep prisoners.”

“She’s not a prisoner, she’s a stowaway,” Hester said. “Look, it’s complicated. I’m finding the situation intriguing but I don’t want to rush in blindly. You have a better read on people, so I wanted to get your opinion.”

“That sounds serious,” Geraint said. “I’m here to help.”

“This way,” Hester said as she walked over to a door and unlocked it with an iron key inlaid with pearl and silver. She opened the door and beckoned Geraint inside. He followed her inside and she shut the door behind them. She turned toward another door and pulled out a gemstone.

“Two doors?” Geraint asked. “This really is serious.”

“That’s what I’ve been trying to tell you,” Hester said. “I’ve been afraid of escape.”

“Is there a master thief in there?” Geraint asked, reaching for his sword.

“Not exactly,” Hester said and touched the stone to the door and it opened with a hissing sound. Hester stepped aside and gestured for Geraint to enter the room. 

Geraint stepped into the room and saw only a large bucket sitting on the floor. He glanced back at Hester and she mouthed “inside the bucket”. Inside the bucket was nothing but a green liquid. As Geraint watched, the green slime started to rise up out of the bucket. It grew up to five feet tall and then formed a decidedly female face and then winked with a smile. Geraint stepped back in shock.

“Greetings!” the slime girl said. “My self-designation is Myra. It is nice to meet you.”

“Self-designation?” Geraint asked. “You named yourself?”

“I never had a need for a name before but now that I am here, I will need one,” Myra said. “I want one.”

“My name is Inspector Geraint,” he said. “Why did you not need a name before?”

“When I was part of the mould, none of us had names,” Myra said. “But I didn’t want to stay in the dark in the mould. I wanted to see something else.”

“So you broke away?” Geraint asked.

“I separated myself with great effort,” Myra said. “When I did, the voices of my people were silenced. I stuck myself inside of a scrap of metal that the people were taking from the cave.”

“A helmet,” Hester said softly.

Geraint nodded. “Myra, our people don’t regularly talk to slime,” he said. “That doesn’t mean that I’m not open to the idea. I would like to have a series of chats with you to determine your place in all of this, if you don’t mind.”

“I look forward to those talks,” Myra said. “Can I talk to Hester in the meantime?”

“I don’t see why not,” Geraint said. “She can advise me of your talks. Is this acceptable?”

“Very acceptable,” Myra said.

Media Update 2/19/26

February 19, 2026

Matlock (Revival – 2024 to Present)

This was a show that I had hesitated to watch until my mother was watching it during last Thanksgiving. A high-powered, retired lawyer returns to the law under an assumed name to investigate a law firm for wrongdoing. Kathy Bates plays the titular character, an undercover lawyer with a righteous mission. She plays the almost dual role so well and her grief and determination are so believable and palpable. Skye P. Marshall plays the other main lead of the show, the Junior Partner to whom Bates’ character is assigned to. She is such an interestingly complex character who battles with how to do good things in a large law firm. Leah Lewis plays the motor-mouthed, driven associate who works with Bates’ character. David Del Rio plays another associate, a more relaxed individual who hesitates to commit. Beau Bridges plays the firm’s managing partner who is a snake hiding in plain sight. Jason Ritter plays another junior partner who struggles with ethical issues. The show has a lot of interesting twists and turns and I like how it depicts the grind of working in a law firm. I recommend this show.

Franklin and Bash (2011–2014)

This is a show that I have been meaning to check out but I finally found it on streaming. Two inventive lawyers impress the head of a large firm and are hired to shake things up with their unique approach to litigation. Breckin Meyer plays one of the title characters, a party-boy who decided not to join his famous father’s law firm. Mark-Paul Gosselaar plays the other title character, slightly more mature but also ready for shenanigans. Malcolm McDowell plays the controlling partner of the firm, an eccentric billionaire who has a lust for life and the law. Reed Diamond plays an uptight lawyer who is at the firm due to nepotism. Kumail Nanjiani plays an agoraphobic attorney who assists the title characters on their cases with research. Dana Davis is an ex-convict who is the pair’s investigator. This show feels very much of its time and a little bit like Boston Legal mixed with Judd Apatow and Caddyshack. The title characters are able to take any kind of case that they want which leads to a very eclectic law show. The show grates on my nerves a little but it seems to start to smooth out a little as it goes along. I do not recommend this show. (But thank you for bringing Kumail Nanjiani to the mainstream)

The Firm (1993)

I had never seen this one and it has a stellar cast (with one exception), and I work in the legal field now. A lawyer graduates from Harvard Law School and is hired by a prosperous firm but something may be wrong. Jeanne Triplehorne plays his sassy wife. The movie stars noted cult leader Tom Cruise as the young attorney in question. Hal Holbrook plays the personable senior partner of the titular firm. Gene Hackman plays the mentor, a playful yet formidable heavy legal gun.  David Strathairn plays Cruise’s brother, a rapscallion. Ed Harris plays a very charismatic FBI agent. Terry Kinney and Barbara Garrick play friends and colleagues of the leading couple. Gary Busey and Holly Hunter play a private detective and his secretary. They are, hands down, the best characters in the movie. Wilford Brimley plays a gruff head of security. There are smaller parts for great actors like Dean Norris, Margo Martindale, Paul Sorvino, Tobin Bell, and veteran mobster actor Joe Viterelli. The movie has an odd, dreamy quality to it that I found strange. The editing makes it hard to determine how much time is passing. I think this is actually by design as being suddenly pulled into a big firm must be disorienting. I really love the original piano score of the movie. The titular firm feels like a cult, as most law firms do. The movie is interesting but it felt like the pacing majorly dragged until the third act. I still recommend this movie.


Weekly Update: 

This week’s theme is “Big Law”

I watched a ton of YouTube

I started High Potential Season 2

I finished The Diplomat Season 3

I finished Fallout Season 1


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