1) Very unexpectedly, when I was telling my morning class how proud I was of them, and how profoundly I hoped that they were able to recognize how remarkable their achievements this fall have been.
2) On the off-ramp on the way home from buying a burger (er, two, actually, let's be real here), which involved me pulling into one deserted machine shop parking lot and one vacant lot trying to find the stupid burger place, getting off 1-94 in the town I live in as Metallica was transitioning into Nickelback (lol), thinking about how proud I was of Sam and Dean. By the time I got home the radio was playing "Rooster" and I had to sit in the car for a while, let it get a few refrains in, as the space filled with the smell of onions.
3) That musical montage capping off 15x19--I absolutely loved the mix of classic shots and bits and pieces of things I know happened but would never call to memory on my own. Just me crying and laughing, very audibly. I am honestly not a big crier when it comes to SPN (even though I will cry over completely random one-off characters in Law and Order I literally do not even care about), but that was everything. ♥
Also, from the empty streets to the happy returns, this is the mf TV content this pandemic needs.
Also also, there's a place called the Angels Gentleman's Club on my bike route (and what would be my commute route, if I were teaching in-person). I've always felt like it definitely had SPN vibes, because it is in a VERY random little town in Michigan and on the side of the road and has just this cartoonishly set-like facade--and also "Angels." A little on the nose, right?
But last Sunday morning when I biked past it, no joke, there was a single white Corvette in the parking lot.
Death rides a pale horse. ♥