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Archive for May, 2010
Blip
May 31st
I follow this guy’s blog. I don’t know him personally but if I told you who it was, you’d know him too. He’s entertaining, funny, and real. Let’s call him… Bob.
Bob’s post today had sad news. His beloved (and I mean beloved) dog was hit by a car. They’re moving and in the process the little beast was where he shouldn’t have been. It happens. This dude took such delight in his dog, posting pictures and stories.
I feel bad for him. If he hadn’t suspended comments, I’d post a condolence.
What the fuck is wrong with me? I’m not a dog person! I’m not any kind of animal person! And I’ve had real life friends who’ve lost their pets recently and though I’m tactful enough to act bad for them, I don’t really care. It’s just not in me to care. I’ve barely felt anything when out own family pets have died! The most I’ve ever felt for an animal is maybe affection, like you would for a particularly adorable neighbor kid.
Yes, I’m a horrible person because I feel house pets are just moving pieces of furniture with bad habits. Sue me.
But I feel really bad for Bob because he lost his adored pet.
I’m must be getting soft. A blip in my normal unfeeling heart or the start of a trend?
Phoenix Comicon After
May 30th
(I’m going to try like hell to be positive. I really am. I’ll save my negative comments for another post.)
Picked up HellZiggy at around 1 and we had lunch and headed home to rest up for the night.
Thursday night was good. Staff was surprised at how many people showed up. The numbers were huge even though there wasn’t much going on.
Friday morning started slow for me. CJ and I reported for duty and there wasn’t much for us to do until we both moderated a panel in our last hour. Mine was anime voice actors from Texas, which out of all anime choices most matched where I figure I’m qualified so that worked. At that point we thought it was packed. HellZiggy and I met up with Jack and Oden and had lunch at Coach and Willie’s. I puttered around the vendor hall but didn’t buy anything, then wandered over to the Hyatt to stand in line for Wil Wheaton’s Rock Band. After being informed the event would start at least 90 minutes late we bagged on that and went to Kirk’s for dinner.
Saturday started about the same. Nothing to do until a panel during my last hour of volunteer time and it was one of the same voice actors, so that was easy. This is when I learned what packed really was. I stepped outside at around 11:15 and the line to buy tickets snaked around the side of the building. By the time I went to buy my Geek Prom ticket they were sold out so I angsted over that all afternoon, so I bought myself a present.
I’m not really into steampunk (it gets pretty expensive) but these are beautifully made (trust me there was a few booths with tacky crappy steampunk stuff) and gorgeous! The hands actually move. Or rather, you can move/adjust them as you wish. Go here to check out her stuff.
Turns out knowing one of the people in charge (yay being social) got me a last minute Geek Prom entry. That started out great with an okay cover band and then recordings of geeks’ favorite songs. The high point was Felicia Day jumping up on the catwalk to sing “Do You Want To Date My Avatar” alongside a young cosplay girl in a great Codex costume. After the costume competition the “prom” tanked when the next band was crappy metal screaming and electric feedback guitars. People left in droves… it was time to go home.
This morning was a drag. I was tired and achy and had to force myself to go in. I monitored an early panel and then we were released. We trudged over to the Hyatt to meet Jack’s kids and after that CJ and I gave up and left. Too tired. Too hot. Too crowded.
If you want to listen to recordings of some of the more popular panels, go to VTW Productions.
Good time, but the new venue and new staff created problems where there didn’t need to be. Hopefully next year stuff will be better organized. And Ryan will have moved to Bora Bora. Ooops, I said I’d be nice. Sorry.
Couple of quick notes:
- Hank at Coach and Willie’s was a fantastic fun server.
- Getting a 3-day pass for the light rail was a great idea.
- Got to see lots of old friends.
- I still hate anime kids. The most annoying teenagers on the planet.
- Tea Party people are very cliquey. People who don’t know what that means (like small children who want to go to said Tea Party) are treated like crap.
- Metal is not appropriate for a geek prom.
- I scored another Steamcrow book for Kira. She loves her After Halloween book so I bought her Caught Creatures.
Vajazzling?
May 28th
Facebook ad today:
Really?
Doesn’t seem comfortable to me.
“Many women are already familiar with Brazilian or bikini waxing. They’ve been there, done that, “said Dannielli Marcelino, also known in the Valley as the Queen of Waxing from Suddenly Slimmer Day Spa in Phoenix.
“Now we’re adding something a special to our Brazilian and bikini waxing services that will definitely put a ‘sparkle’ in their partner’s eye,” Dannielli added with a mischievous smile.
After all hair is removed a heart, or a butterfly, or your partner’s initials, or whatever shape you desire, made of crystals is applied to the bikini area. The crystal tattoos last about 1-5 days, and are a sure-fire way to surprise that special someone. The “Vajazzling after waxing” gives a whole new meaning to “Diamonds are a girl’s best friend!”
Ha… hahaha… hahhahahahha…. *wheeze*
Phoenix Comicon Weekend
May 27th
So if I seem to disappear from twitter, Facebook, here and everywhere it’s because from tomorrow afternoon through Sunday afternoon I’ll be over in Phoenix volunteering at and attending the PCC.
This is the first year I’m volunteering. I asked for mornings, but I don’t have verification yet. Maybe I’ll get an email tomorrow. They’ve got me moderating panels in anime. What do I know about anime? Other than dabbling in a little hentai, not a whole hellava lot. Should be interesting.
It will be exhausting, but fun. There’s the usual fare, plus Wil Wheaton Rock Band, a much larger space and more friends to share it all with. Last year I got to hang out at Four Peaks with Aaron Douglas some of the actors so maybe I’ll get lucky again and get to socialize outside the con. Who knows.
@HellZiggy is coming into town tomorrow and staying with me the first night. We’ll be riding the light rail downtown and I pretty much plan on that for the rest of the weekend. Getting home to sleep and shower and go back.
I’ll try to post notes as I go, but I just know this is going to kick my ass.
LOST
May 24th
I was a rabid fan the first season. I hit the message boards, I really got into the clues, I played the games. Ginnie and I loved LOST. By the second season I was still a fan but much more passive. I recorded and watched every week and made occasional comments about certain characters.
I’ve always disliked both Kate and Jack. I really don’t like emo characters. I’ve always liked Sawyer and Hurley the most. And over the years I appreciated the Ben character. He was brilliantly played.
But last night was a huge let down. The island as purgatory? You make peace with yourself and you finally move on? Fine if that’s what the show put out there in the first place. So what was the point of the rest of the entire series? I had noticed over the years that when a character “came to peace” they tended to die off, but that wasn’t carried across every character – just look at Rose and Bernard. And in the end Jack had to be convinced, Sayid needed to be led – it wasn’t a decision. Utter trop.
Ending the whole thing as a religious thing leaves me wondering what was the whole point of the adventures beforehand. What was the point of the numbers? Was every battle with the Others, the constant wonder of who was good and who was evil, the time travel, the… the… the… was everything a bunch of stupid metaphors?
I wish I had missed the final episode and been left wondering. It would have been more satisfying.
Picky picky pokey
May 23rd
You remember that old tale about the princess and the pea? Well, that’s me.
I’m annoyed by anything in my bed. I can’t stand wrinkles in the sheets. I toss and turn over a little crumb or even the tiniest speck of anything. This is especially fun after having SmallChild sleep with me. That kid could just get out of the bath with clean jammies on and somehow she leaves behind dirt or crumbs.
I’m usually pretty cheap but I’ll always spend for really good sheets. At least 600 thread count, Egyptian cotton. I’m telling you it’s soooo worth the extra cost to never have to worry about your sheets getting those horrible little balls.
You should always invest in really good sheets.
And never allow eating in bed. Seriously.
There’s nothing like getting all comfy and smooshy and almost to sleep when you realize there’s something poking you in the hip or shoulder area and you have to move your bulk (well maybe you don’t have bulk :p ) out of the way and smooth out that space. OCD? Maybe.
Although all bets are off when there’s a fella in the bed. For some reason none of the above bothers me when I’m with someone else. Unfortunately the only person in my bed lately has been a 3-year-old with a penchant for Lorna Doones. Do you have any idea how pokey those crumbs are?
Couch Surfing
May 22nd
In my multiple conversations with my pal Evo, he thinks my idea of sleeping on an inflatable mattress in the back seat of my car is bad. Bad idea? That I should use my contacts through social media to find couches to crash on at night.
So fine, here goes. I’m planning a road trip to Minneapolis from Phoenix in late August. I really don’t have a schedule so I’m flexible. I just want to be there in time for my friend’s birthday at the end of that month.
If you live on this highway path and have a couch or spare guest space (and preferably don’t have cats) and wouldn’t mind putting me up for a night, sing out. You can email me or whatever.
Phoenix to Albuquerque or Santa Fe, then through to Kansas City and up to Des Moines. Then to Minneapolis.
Also if you know of some attractions along that route that one shouldn’t miss, I might be interested in that, too. Like I said, I’m not in any hurry but I don’t have a bunch of money to throw around.
Actually, there’s another route more through Colorado and Nebraska than through Kansas, so if you’re on that route it works too. Sounds prettier (Kansas has to be booooorrrrring) and just about the same total miles.
Worth the effort
May 18th
Today Kira learned orange slices don’t come into this world politely clean-shaven and in plastic bowls. In real life, they take a bit of effort.
At first she wasn’t sure. Watching me peel the skin off she wasn’t impressed. We chatted about how she usually gets her oranges and I showed her how we did it in the olden days.
“I hafta eat it with my eyes closed Grammi so I don’t see the yukky part.”
You're gay? Well shit
May 17th
There was an interview on TV a bit ago where they asked the actor something like, “now that it’s been established that you’re not gay, are you dating anyone?” I’m like, damn that’s pretty ballsy. Gays date, right?
His response was priceless, (again, I’m paraphrasing because I wasn’t recording it and can’t remember verbatim) “I didn’t address that rumor because I don’t feel I need to defend myself against something that isn’t offensive.” Boo-ya!
Okay, I don’t think being gay is offensive at all. But I kinda do want to know who is and who ain’t. Not that it matters other than in one specific way…
It would completely ruin my fantasies to find out that certain hot male actors were in fact gay.
Seriously ladies, let me ask you… would Matthew McConaughey-hey-gay do as much for you? How about if Johnny Depp suddenly admitted it and changed teams? Sure there are hot gay actors, but they’re not cruising through my dreams. I can still appreciate them in every other way. 
I was probably one of the last people on the planet to know a certain singer was gay and I was crushed and embarrassed. There was a time when he appeared regularly in my personal late-night, though nobody knew that but me.
So I’ll continue to keep verified hetero actors in my fantasies. Unfortunately they’re getting old. Ever since Bruce Willis went bald he doesn’t hold as much interest for me. I need to find some new meat, but I’m a little apprehensive after the George Michael fiasco.
So who are the hot male over 30 (let’s not get ridiculous) actors who are NOT gay?
"V"ing and being a skeptic
May 12th
I watch “V” and I often think to myself that I’d be too skeptical to believe the aliens are benign. I’d definitely be a Fifth Column type person. I think there’s a lot in that show that isn’t portrayed as realistic. Would the entire world roll over and show their belly just because a bunch of ginormous spaceships appear all over? I think there’d be a lot more dissent. Humans are portrayed more like sheep than we really are. And those people that assume an advanced society wouldn’t have evil intent are naive.
Am I wrong to think an advanced alien species would act like humans? Humans as a group are seldom that altruistic. Sure, we’ve found less advanced societies here on earth and given them things, but what was the true intent? To buy their cooperation usually.
And then I think of all the other skeptics I know. They are all very scientific people. Would their excitement over advanced information availability over-ride their skepticism? As in don’t look a gift horse in the mouth? Would the scientists welcome an advanced alien for what they could learn without questioning the alien’s intent?
I don’t know. The whole easy healing stuff might buy me. Instantly curing my asthma and making me healthy would go a long way towards dampening my natural skepticism. But I’m pretty sure I’d still be “thank you, but…” about it.
So skeptics, which side would you lean towards? The oh-goody-lots-of-new-stuff-to-learn! side or the what-happens-when-the-other-shoe-drops? side.
