Wednesday, August 15, 2012
I know the preceding was trite stuff, and probably not worthy of the first blog I've posted in over a year, but that is what the fingers wanted to type. And my guts and soul know that this won't be my last word on the subject. How can it be? The Vegas KHAAAN is a grand affair; it's insanity, and exhausting. It's a fucking frolic, nirvana, lifting a fan of Star Trek to sublime heights ("Celebrities! Goodies! People who 'get it!' Costumes!"), and then harshly plopping them back to Real Life, yanked away, à la Dr Soren from ye olde Nexus; and like that villain from the tepidly received Next Generation film, some of us desperately want to get back. Especially when some of us make connections with people who are still in the "Nexus." Pass me a beer, Mr Surly Bartender from the Masquerade Bar.. oh, wait, that's right: I'm no longer there. I'm here. We've got to back to the Island, Kate.
But, you know: Real Life. The bills, the responsibility, the Mundane friends who don't get it but are still 'friends' so we adapt, and temper our geek references, and get puzzled when they go on and on about college/professional sport teams, and the jerseys of their favorite teams, and the ungodly amounts of money spent on sports packages with their cable providers or the season tickets. And don't get me started with their face painting or those bizarre head-things they wear. Or I can live and let live, right? Just don't tread on me, Mr and Mrs Sports Figure Bobble Head People, ya dig?
Trifle Deluxe, this be. I'll post something soon with photos, and impressions on individual days (actually, I probably won't do the latter, as I made the mistake of bringing a bottle of Jameson Irish Whiskey, which meant that there were a few odysseys in Booze-ania... note to self: DON'T bring the hard stuff next year!), and all of that other bloggy stuff.
Monday, February 27, 2012
I realized that I haven't blogged in months (and months and months...), and I promised myself that I'd, as the kids say "get on it," one of these days. But the days goose-stepped on, and I couldn't think of a damned topic, and the doubts and the confusion kept raging on, until I realized that my ailing computer was the (probable) suspect (more than likely it was writer's block on overdrive, but I don't want to think about THAT), and I got angry and furiously wrote a first draft regarding my introduction to a particular sci-fi property, when- bam! - my ailing computer just upped and quit on me, seemingly forever, and I'm left with only a smartphone to guide me...
In any event, bright days are ahead: a new and ostensibly shiny computer is forthcoming, as well as a renewed focus on this lil' blog of mine.
I wrote it, so it must be true.