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Looks like I'll be breaking 5000 views on this thread today. Thanx, guys. =)

So my brain is still a little weird from that super crash through opiate withdrawal (low dose norco) and prednisone, feel all floaty in my arms and legs and like my brain is rolled up in bubble wrap after fighting for my life, so I'm a little giggly and twitter is messing with me.

It all started with an innocent enough conversation.



A closer look at exactly what I was responding to.



And a bot comes along and grabs it like it's big news.



I'm having to reassess, reprioritize, and reschedule. This crazy summer knocked me about two months off my intended work schedule and I want it back. Guess that means I'll be trimming back the watch parties and voluntary submissions to other people's sites, but it doesn't mean I cut back on ME. My ride is all about me, as it should be, so it's time to pick my dizzy self up off the ground and focus back on my own stuff. Because I have some vengeance to exact, years long in the making. Really getting tired of stuff like anaphylactic reactions to tylenol getting in my way.

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About 48 hours out from initial anaphylactic reaction to acetaminophen and my lips are still numb and my face feels sparkly, like a shot wearing off from the dentist. Yes, you heard right, I can't take any more Tylenol. The triage nurse at urgent care said she's allergic to it, too. I can't take ibuprofen either, but I won't get into my lengthy med reaction list.

So I got a big ol' shot and ever since I've been wired to the gills on Prednisone and floating on a gallon of Benadryl, doing the H1 and H2 blocker regimen with Zyrtec and Pepcid, all this for 7 days and are we having fun yet. Sparkly.

This is my head.

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From twittascope today- "Others embellish their tales with flowery sentences and poetic verbs; you are too direct now for any unnecessary flourishes." Right? So shut up your eyes 'cause Imbouttodostuff.

Not sure what was up last night with with CTRL-C-V and possibly an auto-correct overriding 11 wonky tweets during the #InvasionRoswell party, but that didn't stop professional Snarkalecs like Tony, Aaron, John, and Dylan from answering my question and Dawn from retweeting my misspelled hashtag, proof they were watching every single Snarkalec tweet in that insane 2-hour gamma ray burst through the twitter timelines.





So the Snarkalecs are hitting the funny papers, whatever counts for 'news' reporting these days from twitter bots. From zebigweb's News from Twitter - "What have we learned tonight? That SOME Snarkalecs are really obsessed with anal probing."

While I'm at it, here's an honorable mention for still yet unverified Gerald Webb giving the Snarkalecs honorable mention. From Asylum Fan-

"Anything in the works you’re acting in or casting you can tell us about?"

GERALD: Besides hanging out with the #SnarkAlecs on twitter on most nights, I appear on an episode of It’s Always Sunny In Philadelphia this season. (Season 8, episode: Maureen Ponderosa’s Wedding Day Massacre).

That's the zombie episode, in case you haven't seen it. Gerald Webb plays one of the detectives. I obsessively collect that show. You can see more pics in Gerald Webb's photo stream on facebook.



I keep losing internet every 5 minutes all this morning because we're getting more of that rain, not sure how many days in a row this makes it, so I'm kinda twiddling my thumbs instead of really working.



It's not really that boring between Scott breaking a mercury bulb only feet away from the me flipping bacon earlier and a #babyburrito showing up at the door, but it's a good day to kick back and piddle while we wait for football to start back up.

Like the 'idiot sobbont' version? See it here.

Or see Simcity Zombie Disaster.

I'm as afraid of being sucked into Simcity as I am Candy Crush Saga. I once disappeared into Collapse for days and finally emerged shaky, pale, and disoriented. The worst, though, was Easter Eggin'. I almost had to go into a recovery program over that one.

I've lost count of how many times my internet here blinked out during the creation of this blurb. I've been coming back to it for nearly 4 hours, wandering off into more and more distraction every time I blink again. No stress though, I can wing anything after going to jail twice last night on a smokin hot laptop.

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So my library card and widget box both expired last month. Nearly every day I bump into some little surprise, but after getting through two daughters having babies, a big medical procedure, conquering my overwhelming fear of flying, and the Xanga migration flipping my world upside down all in the last 3 months, I hardly blink any more. I've noticed I barely even react to spiders lately. Even great big ones nearly the size of my hand. Nothing like being really good and worn out to calm a person down.



I'm also really, really hungry. Between my plethora of food allergies and all the running around I've been doing, I keep skipping meals and chugging a chocolate milk every now and then when I get desperate, which all too quickly replaces the calories I should be getting from other food. Then between that and all the distraction and sidetracking, I've completely blown my regular workouts for nearly 3 months now. Time to get my routine back, get my good nutrition back on, and pull my head together or I'm going to have a dumb autumn full of being tired and puny.



I've worked really hard to get where I am. I won't go into details, but over the last couple of years I came back from a long grind of medical despair, and over the last 12 months I've come back from seclusion to double the internet empire I once had. I'm so thrilled with my successes that I float through my days, even when the world feels like it sucks and depression sinks me like a rock for a couple of hours. I have never felt as good physically, mentally, and emotionally as I have this last year, like life is fun and I love my friends. It's a sweet feeling, and dang if I'm going to lose it over negligence. As Holly would say- Word.

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It's been 21 days since my last blurb. Sorry about that. I had a procedure on the 16th and a week later #babyburrito squirted out 4 weeks early (#theotherroyalbaby). SuperGram is a little worn out. And no, I'm not 'Gram'. I was dubbed 'Janik' 25 years ago by my own kiddo and it has stuck ever since. If my own kid doesn't call me mom, why would a grandkid call me gram, right?



Things happened, though. Like I caught this while Scott was watching one of the Bourne movies again. (What do men love so much about that movie series, running like a jackrabbit? Learning evasive maneuvers, perhaps.) Anyway, please to notice that Jason was born in Nixa, Missouri.



Oh, HECK no. All the babies around here are born either in Springfield, Branson, or Joplin, and some at the tiny outlying hospitals like Mansfield, etc. There is ~nothing~ like that in Nixa. At all. So unless the writers were randomly blipping through convenient town names (Nixa is the only US city with an X in it, cool huh?) (home of Sucker Days- big fish fry festival), that actually hints at even more trivia about Jason, right? Like maybe his mom couldn't go to a hospital for some reason... O_O You can carry that thought in so many directions, but then that begs the question of hiding a birth- he's got a birth certificate naming Nixa as a birth place, that would actually have made a few headlines around here. So whatever is up with Jason's birth in the first place, either those documents are faked, hiding way more info than they're letting on, or the writers just got sloppy. Things like that really bug me. Guess it bugs other people too.

From Why did Tony Gilroy use Nixa Missouri for the birthplace of Bourne
Just a hunch.....but somehow I think Brad Pitt must be involved in this. Brad Pitt is from Springfield, MO and anyone from Springfield, knows where 'Nixy" is.....=-) just "down the road" ...

From Bourne..., The - Fun Facts and Information
(I know this is a different movie, but a birth date is used as a code. Don't know if the same would be true for birth place.)



From Jason Bourne - Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
In the films, David Webb was born in Nixa, Missouri. He was a Captain in the U.S. Army Special Forces, a Roman Catholic, and his Social Security Number is 829-63-1204. Other details vary in different parts of the trilogy: his blood type is O- on his dog tags but A+ in his induction report, and numerous birth dates are given, including August 21, 1971 on his file in Supremacy and September 13, 1970, as indicated by his various files in Ultimatum.

And then, of course, I got a huge kick out of live tweeting Blast Vegas with the Snarkalecs and saved this little gem since I have a Lexx blog and Barry Bostwick played an Ostral-B heretic named Thodin in the first movie. Only Lexx fans can appreciate why I snarked this comment in the Blast Vegas movie.



So much more, but basically-

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Sharknado happened.



The world changed, and suddenly Syfy is ruling the universe. I've prayed for this for 20 years. I'd almost given up hope, watching the world of imagination crumble away in the face of continual 'reality' shows and drive by media operating under the guise of social opinion. Yeah, there's still good movies out there, and yeah, other channels are picking up scifi and fantasy more often nowadays, but no one else out there COMMITTED AS A NETWORK to science fiction and fantasy. "Help me, Syfy, you're my only hope."

Syfy had a plan all along. A PLAN. Slowly, almost tediously, like playing chess, maneuvering through hostile markets, like playing poker, investing in schemes that seemed to keep falling through, like playing Go Fish or Uno, secretly collecting the right cards to play later, Syfy has been brilliantly snagging this show or that opportunity, subtly combing the world for ideas- "Imagine Greater."

Dr. Peter Venkman: For whatever reasons, Ray, call it... fate, call it luck, call it karma, I believe everything happens for a reason. I believe that we were destined to get thrown outta this dump.
Dr. Raymond Stantz: For what purpose?
Dr. Peter Venkman: To go into business for ourselves. [Takes a swig of schnapps]
Dr. Raymond Stantz: This ecto-containment unit that Spengler and I talked about is going to take a load of bread to capitalize. Where are we going to get the money?
Dr. Peter Venkman: [Takes another swig] I don't know, Ray. I don't know.

Well, whatever's going on, something WORKED. And whatever the media gabs on about it, the real nerds know a lot of it was Wil Wheaton leading the revolution. But will this trend continue? Or was it a fluke? Perhaps it was a *sign*.

A cult underground of Syfy fans have lurked for two decades, and the world got to see them come out of their caves in all their glory last week, springing forth on twitter in such joie de vivre that innocent bystanders were swept into the surge by the thousands. Sharknado made twitter world history in such a weird way that some say it has changed forever the way the entertainment industry looks at twitter. I personally believe Sharknado is the Gen X version of Godzilla reborn. Whatever just happened, it's making CBS's adapted version of Stephen King's Under the Dome look pretty tame.

It's as much a tradition for Syfy viewers to disgustedly fume about Syfy programming as it used to be for Star Trek fans to shred each new movie. That never stopped sales for Trek, and I don't think viewers fussing on their blogs and twitters about WWE wrestling and the Robot Combat League has made a dent in Syfy's audience stats. If it had, no one would have noticed Sharknado. It's kinda funny that the Snarkalecs, a solid Syfy fandom running a podcast radio show based on Syfy Original Movies on Saturday nights, tried staging a protest over the schedule change from Saturday nights to Thursday nights (and actually trended for 2 hours over Syfy live programming) only to be drowned out in a 48 hour Sharknado trending frenzy a week later. I think it's a fair bet that this week's Blast Vegas stands a good chance of getting some extra attention now, although I'm not holding my breath. I think Sharknado was weird cosmic timing for a nation weary of the real world drags in the middle of a hot summer.

In case you missed it, Sharknado is being rerun this Thursday just before Blast Vegas, so pop your popcorn and make it a party night.

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Once in awhile I have mind blowing computer dreams that make our current devices look pretty Flintstone. Last night was one of those nights.

The first part of the dream was about a whole new interactive site for all ages and interests, the ultimate everything you ever wanted in a website thing. It was like getglue and twitter and facebook and blogging and forums and music blogs and youtube and live streams and game sites and just everything imaginable designed to present and interact in a way you've never seen before, so intuitive and easy to use that I just fell in love with it and now what I wake up to looks ridiculously like retro 60s Barbie or something.

The user platform used a different kind of tech, kind of like a 3D hologram interface (which I've dreamed before over several years, but never this detailed, you can see the beginnings of holodeck tech at Here Comes the Holodeck), and the touch of a fingertip could grab exactly what you wanted with a thought, based on some kind of electron info sharing. I'm not skeptical at all, if you can control fake limbs and remote control monitors with your thoughts (it's real tech), why not extend that to figuring out how tech responds electronically to our weak radio signals from our brains? Anyway, the whole loading speed and networking tools were just gone, out of the way, internet had been completely remodeled and the goodies on the other side were like Christmas. Facebook and twitter were gone, swallowed up in this new interactive user site, everything either got absorbed or pushed aside, and the end result was the most fabulous internet experience I've ever had. It's hard to describe, but I can say that every surface was internet capable and you could activate anywhere, you didn't have to spend ungodly amounts on devices, software, and services any more because it was just in everything. On the flip side, TVs were gone.

The last part of the dream I was in a local theater for a city celebration of some kind, and the seats reclined all the way back to see a giant screen on the ceiling where videos made by locals were playing. And these were no ordinary videos. Tech had changed to the point where anyone could make top quality HD home video just like one guy can make a full band with a synthesizer, and remember those stupid cheap 70s effects you used to be able to do like split screen and pixilate and whatevs? This was awesome, you could wrap one person at a time in a 3D effect, or even multiple effects, create 3D popouts, make it look so real and choreographed that Hollywood could have done it, and it was just local people having fun. It was like local theaters had turned into the hotspots for get togethers and parties in between occasional blockbusters (got the feeling those were kinda rare given the huge advances in tech), and I loved it, was like being inside a youtube party with people you know and all the perks of being a theater.

My words do not do any of these visions justice.

Will these things come true? I've been having strange prophetic computer dreams since a very dear young lady died 9 years ago. We used to sit up together through the nights on our computers because she was afraid to go to sleep. I was almost computer illiterate and she (a child) would taunt me with funny things that she made happen with html. I begged her to tell me her secrets, but she never did. This went on for a couple of years and she finally died. After she died I had a dream where I asked her to show me her secrets now, and I started having computer dreams. I never studied an html tutorial. I hate tutorials. If I want to know something I first dream about it, then do a 3 second search and find exactly what I want, then do it. My dreams get pretty fantastic. I've been inside a computer and seen how the electrons flow. I've been in alt possibilities where some computer ideas never got off the ground that would have rocked the world. I've woken up confused thinking oh yeah, I forgot I made that website, but I never did. And I've dreamed of the future several times. I've seen movies and games that haven't been made yet, I've seen tech that doesn't exist yet, and I've always come awake feeling like it was so real that I couldn't believe it's not here yet. Remember how fast the last ten years changed? Put your seatbelts on and hang on. The next ten years might be pretty surprising, certainly the next twenty. Don't mourn change, because from what I've seen, it gets pretty awesome.

It's coming.

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I am so thrilled this morning with how easy my blog salvage has become that I feel compelled to sing to you of some wonderful tech from Seagate. We picked up the 3TB backup plus desktop drive from Best Buy yesterday, and archiving is a breeze. Wanna delete your Facebook but you don't wanna lose all your pictures and cool stuff? Download it straight to the Seagate backup drive. Yes, it says it can download your facebook right there on the box.

That's all, I need to get back to work.

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12 days till Xanga migrates to WordPress or closes forever. 12 days to salvage content from multiple blogs going back 9 years before I can no longer access them if the kickstarter falls through. I personaly donated over $400 to retain access (people who don't contribute with investments for 'premium' blogging after the move will still be able to sub and comment, but not blog), but they won't charge my account until they know for sure they've reached their pledge goal on the 15th. If it goes through, awesome, if it falls through, oh well, I can always get new glasses or something.



In attempting to find a way to convey how stressful this is, I tried telling Scott it would be like laboriously typing out a new book from scratch on an old typewriter, and then your house burning down before you could get it photocopied. Or like copy and pasting a phone book page by page. This work isn't actually necessary, I could just hit the 'download archives' link Xanga has provided for free (and I will), but I've had stuff like that backfire in OH so many ways. I've got all kinds of folders packed with files I can no longer open because of hard drive crash salvages and other stuff. Yeah, you can *save the files*, but can you OPEN them later...? Not always. And since my life seems to be a neverending series of cosmic glitches like I'm a favorite target, better safe than sorry. I love tech, but I know from experience how easily it can fail. (GIF may take time to load.)



SO. I'm working like a maniac and my life is getting weird. Showed up at an appointment a week early yesterday. o_O Freaking out in traffic thinking I can't touch the wheel so I steer with one finger. My anxiety is off the wall. My psychologist kindly suggested to me yesterday that we'll be adding a delayed stress response Tourette's to my chart. I mean, we've kind of always known, but it's abundantly clear now that my engines rev up like mad during time crunches. I actually kind of like it, my brain goes into overdrive and my energy levels spike and I have all these superpowers (I was really good at college under stress), but I have a nasty habit of shooting people for sport when I'm like this, thanx to the Asperger's. So I've got phasers set to stun, and if you feel like I shot you anywhere on twitter or facebook or whatevs, nothing personal, I'm just brain zapping like popcorn in my lair. Bystanders need to back up about 30 more feet.



In the meantime, I've stopped all blogging and I'm going to take a week off from blurbing here while I save all mankind, but I'll still be tweeting comiccon stuff because it's a great distraction for stress relief.

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So this happened last night.



I have my twitter set to tailored trending, but considering that the Snarkalecs I follow on twitter make up less then 3 1/2 percent of all the accounts I follow (that's 3.5%, or .03), that's actually pretty impressive when you consider I'm used to seeing a much bigger group of worldwide Merlin fans trend on a regular basis.

Here's the thing. The Syfy channel has recently moved its long standing Original Movies from Saturday nights to Thursday nights. Personally, I like the new lineup and was watching and even live tweeting both Sinbad and Primeval New World for a couple of weeks, which was nice of me because I was actually very upset with Syfy last spring for rescheduling the huge Merlin series ending not once but twice and replacing it with that ridiculous Robot Combat League. Syfy had already ditched its long standing Friday Prime for ECW Friday Night Smackdown years earlier. I bought my first Dish when Sliders slid over from NBC to the new SciFi channel and have been catching rescue shows ever since, most notably (for me) Lexx and the Stargate franchise (which started out on Showtime) and other shows like Farscape and Merlin which come from outside the U.S., plus many more. Basically, Syfy has been a godsend for siphoning world programming into one convenient channel when no other U.S. channels were acknowledging that a world outside our country exists. So I love Syfy. I can put up with the irksome rescheduling because I'm constantly being placated with more new stuff showing up from around the globe, in spite of the dumb wrestling show firmly locking Friday nights out of our family tv viewing. Hating on Syfy has become a bit of a blood sport with fans, but I figure with all the digital options available now, I can walk away to HUB or BBCA or other channels starting to jump on the science fiction game, right? And that's just for starters. Hulu, Netflix, Amazon, iTunes, and free live streaming from tv channels around the world have made it really easy to go somewhere else for my entertainment. Still, I come back to Syfy quite a lot, more than any other. It feels like a dysfunctional relationship. Why do we take Syfy so personally?

Because of this. Syfy has indoctrinated a whole generation of carefully nurtured addicts to its original movies. There are some pretty touching stories out there about kids and parents bonding over weird movies like Chupacabra and Frankenfish, and who isn't grateful for the additional movies that gave us a little more closure after series cancellations, like Battlestar Galactica and Farscape? (I'm a big Cube 2 fan myself.) Syfy has spent years investing in hooking us and reeling us in, and they're pretty good at it despite all the protesting we do.

This latest protest trended on twitter. The Snarkalecs asked viewers to record Independence Daysaster on Thursday and then watch it together during the old original movie time slot on Saturday. They had two reasons for this- 1) a two hour family movie on a week night doesn't work when you have kids, and 2) this new Thursday night time slot directly coincides with their live radio broadcast, meaning Snarkalec members must now split their time between live tweeting Syfy or live tweeting their own show. Since the Snarkalecs set up their live radio show based on the live tweeting they do with Syfy original movies on Saturday nights, this seems a bit personal... If you don't think so, check out their website. Currently this info is a little outdated, the member list has doubled (this is a great archive page though), but interestingly, lurkers picked up on this live tweet event last night and not only joined in, but asked questions about what was going on and said they'd like to do this again because it was so much fun. The Snarkalecs may be setting a new Syfy original movie trend. When Syfy reschedules, the Snarkalecs reschedule it back. And if you don't think this is a big deal, this also happened.





Oopsie...

I know this was more wordy and techy than my usual blurbs here, but I was impressed last night. Syfy has been my favorite channel since 1993 when we first got our Dish, and it's kinda funny that the Snarkalecs snarked the Syfy schedule. Might be interesting to see what happens in a couple of weeks when they ask Syfy fans to record Sharknado on July 11th and live tweet it together on July 13th.

If you are interested in the Snarkalec radio show, you can watch their recorded shows on @TonySolo's YouTube channel at http://www.youtube.com/user/SnarkAlecRadio/videos, and you can follow the Snarkalecs on twitter by subbing to Tony's SyfySnarkalecs List on twitter.

This is what we watched last night, and you can find the live tweet commentary at #SyfyDaysaster. Feel free to rate Independence Daysaster yourself at https://sites.google.com/site/snarkalecs/ratemovie.

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That's two dreams I've had now about the green light of death. You know how a red dot means you've been tagged by a sniper? A greet dot means you've been tagged remotely across time. You saw it here first. Unless you've seen it somewhere else, which proves I remote view in my dreams, because I'd never seen that before. Unless it's really a secret government thing, in which case I never remote viewed it, please don't lock me in a little room and do experiments on me.

Was also in and out of elevators again all night, barely got off the last one before the entire floor of a store in a mega mall sealed off and rose up to another part of the building. Felt pretty real to me.

Where is this death and future tech stuff coming from??? o_O I think it was triggered by the #KillGerald sequence last night on Snarkalecs Radio on Live-n-Loaded 365.



The Snarkalecs have been pushing twitter for some time to get Gerald Webb verified, and for this last show's game over 50 fans sent in new ways to kill Gerald off in a movie. I think Snarkalecs could write the next Syfy original, talk about crazy overkill.



Rockin dangerous heat waves and nasty storms at my house while I watch another big comiccon in Perth, Australia on twitter this weekend. GiftsForTheGeek claim they're staying in a no star hotel where horror movies are filmed...



...cattray is setting up on the floor...



...and Bradley James (King Arthur from world hit Merlin) has already been interviewed.

Remember that National Tiger Sanctuary that's so close to my house? I wonder if they've got ligers like Napoleon Dynamite likes to draw.

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So I think I accidentally had twitter sex a couple of nights ago because this happened. O_O





Been working on catching up with the We're Alive zombie apocalypse radio show, totally free at itunes. Sound effects are fantastic, great story and acting. You can read more at zombiepodcast.com Season 4 starts in August and the Snarkalecs will be talking about it on their live twitter interactive podcasts when it does. I might have to get a t-shirt.



Ok, we have to talk about this. What is up with Eoin Macken's adventure loving smurf??? I've been avoiding getting an instagram account on general principal, but looks like I'll have to get one now if I want to keep up with Eoin's smurfy friend. We never did find out how and why he wound up in a blender... O_O You can follow, too, at http://instagram.com/eoincmacken/#



Ran into this while I was smurf surfing.



I'ma getting BUSY, gotta WORK, get on my XANGA BACKUP for the MOVE BOOYA

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I'm such a slacker. I was in a good habit blurbing every day till I went on vacation. I need discipline! Where's my coffee?! >=l Time to organize...

This was my all time fave ever pic coming out of Supanova Expo in Sydney this last weekend, from Special The Sheep on twitter. "Batman was yelling at me!"



Found out last week during a Snarkalec podcast that Tony Solo was the brains behind the Bigfoot photobomb on Rebekah Kennedy.



It appears that against all previous inclinations, I'll soon be getting instagram.



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I got another movie review up yesterday at Nerd Movies.



The creator of Nerd Movies has graciously offered me free unlimited hosting for my Lexx blog since Xanga is closing/moving in less than a month and I have to pay double now just to keep it open enough to post more. I'm doing some deep thinking about that.

In the meantime, I've been accused of being on drugs...



...and almost accused of being happy.



At least my first grandbaby is properly attired in cosplay.



Who of us is still stuck on Zachary Quinto since Star Trek Into Darkness came out last month?

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One of those weeks where you do a lot of surrealistic self assessing and sorta float above it all in a bubble. The whole Xanga move on top of two daughters squirting new humans out this summer was plenty to deal with, but being on cancer watch for about 6 weeks now is getting a little hairy. So far no scary news yet, but -you know- *nerves*.



The absolute weirdest part is how no one warns you that cancer messing with your hormones can turn you back into a horny teenager, so you think this is something really cool till doctors start raising their eyebrows. Actually, I'm not really the sort to slink around like a cougar. I feel more like I'll go Amazon-Viking warrior and rip through a few guys on a rampage. Scott fears my deadly delights from experience, he's already stepping way back, bless his heart.



I'm slinging through this the same way I get through everything else- YouTube! God bless the fans who create this kind of bizarre stuff. Got my Baditude on. Now excuse me while I get back to work!

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Was hanging out with my chickens when a tweet came through from @stroz that my article Trekkies and Freedom of Expression had been picked up for the latest Future Life #SciFi Chronicle and billed in the tweet as one of the 'top stories'. You actually have to scroll way down to the Society section to find it, still, kinda cool, especially since I wrote it way back in 2009 and had it pulled back into private for most of this time. I had tweeted a link earlier, but this is all the link said.



I won't go into the conversation I was having before that, didn't think it was that big of a deal, got about ten hits on it at the time and was satisfied.

I have some pretty deep political feelings, but I don't like to tangle them up into the fun I have online. However, sometimes it's cool to say what we really think, and I guess it's fair to share that I've had some interesting email conversations with Gary Graham, who you might know as Detective Sikes from the Alien Nation tv series, or Vulcan Ambassador to Earth, Soval on the Star Trek: Enterprise tv series. That's not really a big deal either, anybody who follows Gary Graham can interact with him through the articles he writes at Breitbart's Big Hollywood.



I don't like to argue politics, my dad burned me out on that real bad growing up, but I do think that freedom of speech, expression, and even thought is vital to a healthy society. Decades ago, people fled the Czech Republic to Canada. My dad's people came from just north of there, much earlier. I think if we want to continue to HAVE FUN with our scifi and conventions and fan videos and even cosplay, we need to pay attention to the incremental losses to our freedoms that have been going on under our noses for several years. There is hint that even cosplay may one day be a criminal violation of copyright, so you all need to get out there and enjoy everything you can about your scif shows and anime and gaming and whatever else takes your fancy before we don't have cool stuff like this any more. And don't think this is silly nonsense and we won't. Look how hard fans had to fight to get all this going in the first place... It's still pretty brand new.

I take being a scifi fan very seriously. It is my inalienable right to dream and hope for an awesome future on this planet.