A word and a promise
Posted on June 18, 2012 Leave a Comment
I am so, so, so busy. The move is 4 days away? No, that’s wrong. 5? I don’t know. My brain is fritzing and I need a few more boxes.
I promise a full post in the near future.
Until then, read a book and tell me all about it in the comments section.
They’re so round and…shiny.
Posted on June 6, 2012 Leave a Comment
While cleaning out my closet, I found something.
Round, shiny objects with holes in the center. I’m not exactly sure what their purpose is. They are called, “Compact discs”.
That’s right. I discovered my high school collection of CD’s. It’s possible that I bought one or two in college, but I doubt it.
I’ve been known to rock out to some old school Britney Spears. And, N*Sync circa ’99? Forget about it. Everyone thought the world was about to end, but we were more concerned with Bye, Bye, Bye.
I remember the Christmas when I got my first discman. It was a life-changing experience. I listened to music almost constantly (still do). It wasn’t long until I wore out that first one and had to upgrade to a Sony Sport Discman, the one with the big lock on the front. The one that the tank could drive over…
Now my hard won albums will be making their way to Half-Price Books, to fulfill someone else’s collection. Here’s a look at the big ‘uns.
1. The Bubble Gum
All the essentials. Genie in a Bottle, …Baby, One More Time, Say My Name. Do you remember Destiny’s Child? You know, back before Beyonce put a ring on it?
I don’t know if I would say I wore these albums out, but they definitely found their way to my ears on more than one occasion.
I even had the N*Sync Christmas album. That’s made you popular in college. Well, if you hung out with the right people.
2. The Rebellion
I had my Korn period. My Nirvana phase. My *cough* Limp Bizkit phase. Hey, I was young. And, I was at that impressionable age when all that stuff gets pushed into your head.
Anyone up for a Nookie lyric rap battle? It’s in there. Right behind Gettin’ Jiggy Wit’ It.
3. The Essentials
So, maybe I made a few questionable choices, but you can’t call me completely tasteless. My mother grew up on the Rolling Stones and Motown, which means I did, too. As a result, I’m a diehard Jagger fan and the Beatles can kiss…nah, the Beatles are all right.
Forty Licks, Janis Joplin, Jackson 5. They all stack up.
4. The Soundtracks
Oh my God, I did not realize how much of a soundtrack junky I was until I stared into the box. Harry Potter, Star Wars, Lord of the Rings, Titanic, Moulin Rouge, Sound of Music, Singing in the Rain. I started to dip into musicals there, didn’t I?
I’ve transferred all this stuff to my computer and forgotten about it. It’s time to share my music collection. The gems (Dresden Dolls) and the not-so-awesome (N*Sync/Britney combo that came with a Happy Meal).
I like to think my taste in music has evolved since then but turn on Livin’ La Vida Loca or Mambo no. 5, and I’ll be on my feet in no time.
Do you have any guilty music pleasures?
My To-Do List
Posted on May 31, 2012 Leave a Comment
As I eyed a 6’0″ axe at the Renaissance Fair last week, I was struck with the thought that maybe I could wait on getting that new computer. My current compy is only four years old and in fair condition, but that’s four years at 2,000 words an hour. Some of the buttons are wearing off, sometimes it just gets obstinate and refuses to load anything, but it’s seen me through my first paid writing gig, a pilot episode, a Big Bang Theory spec script, three novels, two trips to Michigan, and a partridge in a pear tree.
So, I figure I can wait a year. Maybe sell one of those three books…
But, I digress. Back on point.
My perceived need for a new compy put me in another frame of mind. Way back when Lion came out (I’m running Apple; you can read all about my indoctrination here), I tried to update only to find it didn’t run Microsoft 2004. Those three novels disappeared. With hat in hand, biting back the curses on my tongue (I didn’t read the fine print), I shuffled my way to the Apple store and muttered, “Please, sir, may I have my files?”
They were nice it worked out huzzah yeah apple but NOW…the time has come for me to upgrade to Lion.
And do everything else before I move to LA:
Save up money
2. Upgrade the compy
Find homes for my instruments that will not make the journey
3. Meet up and settle friendship communications
4. Acquire boxes
5. Measure how many of said boxes will fit in the car
6. Trial run with packing the boxes
7. Agonize over everything that doesn’t fit
8. Find a place to live
Get a job
10. Have a major freakout, regret the decision, run around in circles, yell at my parents for no reason, talk to my cat about all the opportunities, decide to go anyway.
11. Order Not for Tourists: Los Angeles
Add new categories to blog: TV Nonsense, Movie Nonsense, Los Angeles
So, what? Am I missing anything? Let me know, because I really need to shut it down and get going. I met with a friend, Ben, who used to live in LA working as a writer and as he described this place to me, I could see/hear how much he loved it, how much he missed it, and how much he hoped to go back to it.
While people have been telling my how much I will hate LA, I’ve been answering with “But it’s what must be done”. But, after meeting with Ben, I started to think, “Man, I could really love living there.” He was the first person to say to me “Just get there. You’ll see.” I understand that people are in awe of the choice, or proud that they know someone relentlessly pursuing their dreams, or afraid that something will happen to me. But, I think the profundity of Ben’s fascination with LA burned away the lasts wisps of doubt and fear.
I’m as prepared for culture shock as one can be.
Ben said, “You’ll meet a lot of people like you.”
And that’s interesting.
Because I like me.
I like me a lot.
Shenanigans at the Renaissance Fair
Posted on May 29, 2012 2 Comments
I’m a super nerd. This works out well when there’s a Renaissance Fair in town. Scarborough Faire runs from the first weekend in April through Memorial. Despite the fact that Waxahachie is only an hour away, I never went to the fair during my lifetime in Texas. You can’t really go alone, my mother says, “It’s not my thing,” and, at an event that usually lasts between 4-6 hours, I wasn’t about to listen to my brother and sister complain about all the weirdos (they are achingly average sometimes), while Dad looked at all the costumes and said (with hints of condescension) “Well, that’s interesting.”
My first outing to the fair was at the beginning of the month. Read about that one here. See if you can guess which one I am.
I went again yesterday for the final fair day of 2012.
On the one hand, I think the fair is just an excuse to get drunk in public. This is not a bad thing. Maybe inhibitions need to be a lowered a bit to gnosh on a turkey leg outside the comfort zone of the Thanksgiving table. The people are amazing. I appreciate when someone can give as good as they get. The way the performers deal with hecklers is so smooth, I almost wondered if the hecklers might have been planted. Also, during the parade, I may have started chanting, “Keep Catholics catholic!” at Henry VIII.
Fun facts:
- Scarborough Renaissance Festival is a Renaissance-themed festival based on the year 1533, during the reign of England’s King Henry VIII
- Scarborough Festival is a 35 acre ‘village’ (larger than most area shopping malls) within a 167 acre site
- The festival employs more than 2,000 performers, artisans, food service people, grounds crew, and retail staff during the course of a season
- The festival is a privately held company owned by the same two families since its inception.
- Annual Attendance: 200,000
We arrived around 12:30pm. We slowly wandered (read: drank) our way around the fairgrounds. After two beers and a cup of delicious mead, I decided to buy an axe. I’d been eying this axe since my first visit. It was magnificent, built for a headsman, glorious. Six feet long, it weighs 13 pounds. You don’t really notice how heavy that is until the day after you carry it for a two miles over the course of five hours.
I get home from the fair and announce I have a souvenir. I show my parents the upgraded weaponry. They are less than impressed. On a different note, my dog must have been beheaded in a previous life because he is scared to death of it.
Anyway, Ren fair society is an interesting thing to behold. Everyone one knows everyone. People are so friendly. It’s like they don’t even let the naysayers cross the threshold. If you’re a nerd, whether steampunk, Dr. Who, or Star Trek loyal, get thee to a Renaissance Fair. You’ll find your kind. And these guys…









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