Brace for impact.

I'm really glad nobody has been asking me about the new Trek movie lately - well, sort of.

Every time it crosses my field of vision, a number of thing come to mind - not the least of which is that I can remember a time where there was NO new Trek, there were NO movies, NO new series...no nothing. I had the novelizations of the animated series that was no longer on the air, carried around in my bag...for years. Not seasons. *thinks* Nearly a decade. A looong time. And Star Trek was not something Good. It was something no reasonable person really thought was worth watching. It was old and not terribly interesting anymore. Star Wars was interesting. Logan's Run was what you went to go see. Star Trek was old and silly. And you were a dope.

You wanted something new, you had to wait for someone to finish publishing their zine and mail it to you. And hope it didn't offend what few sensibilities you had left at that point.

(While you're taking a bath in the testosterone viewing this flick, try to remember that this franchise was kept on life support for decades largely by women...writing everything in the book as far as what could have happened as a prequel to the original series. And what came after. And inbetween. 'Sewing coats onto buttons' was the term used. And oh baby, were they.)

And when talk of a MOVIE first started making the rounds in the late seventies...oh, the hue and cry when there was talk that Nimoy wouldn't even be IN it! (Bogus. He was.) And even louder was the cry of them 'recasting the show with younger, newer faces and remaking the show over again.' HOW COULD THEY. THEY WOULDN'T DARE.

(Hey, this persisted even into Next Generation territory - I'll say it now. Had Next Gen not been so successful at doing just what it did - a new Trek, with new characters in the same framework - you'd never be seeing a recast prequel as a movie. No way.)

So if I'm hearing some of those voices from my past, give me a little room.

I can't believe anyone would think you could spoil this movie for anyone. I MEAN. WHAT?

YOU KNOW HOW THIS ENDS, RIGHT?

Anyone hear word one about Kirk's older brother? NO?

Okay, fuck it. IT NEVER HAPPENED THEN.

(Hey, I can pick a petty piece of crap to toss that out on. Tons of other folks have, with less to work with.)

As far as I'm concerned, this is just another piece of fan fiction to me.

Very expensive, will make a lot of money in the theaters, YEEEEHAAAAAW - fan fic.

(Where's Nicholas Meyer when you need him?)

Kirk also had a nephew - this is a personal point, I'll admit it. I wrote an entire trilogy of stories about him once (his name was Peter, BTW). Oh, after I completely rewrote Speed Racer.

*snaps fingers* Hey, they remade that into a movie too!

I sense a pattern. And probably, a reason this stuff doesn't impress me all that much.

It's nice to see this, don't think I'm tossing the entire matter out wholesale. But at the same time - I'm growing weary of it.

I still have my zines on the shelf.

People are talking about the Uhura/Spock things in the movie. I wonder what people would think of the huge number of fan fics I can recall that got some of their authors in deep sauce because of the whole mixed race (and I don't mean human/alien) issue when they were written. First time I saw some people go underground to write their stories - and it was over Uhura and Kirk having some kids, and I shit you not. And then in the Kraith Universe, the ooohs and ahhhs over the 'incredibly exotic afro-Vulcans' - other half-human hybrids, of course. First time I saw Tuvok, I was happy for weeks. For reasons nobody could have ever guessed.)

The few trailers I've seen make me smirk when I see Sulu duking it out with a sword...because I can remember what a big deal letting Takei fence with a foil had been. Big deal, justification and OMG WHAT AN IDEA letting an Asian fence with something other than a samurai sword! (...no, I'm not kidding....) And guess what. Yeah. Weapon of choice. Long way, baby. Not so much.

And oh, as much as I've missed McCoy - I miss Dee Kelly, who I'm told used to live on vodka, lemons, limes and salt at conventions...and kept a pet tortoise around to have 'something older than we are.' Years and years of Not Talking About the fact George Takei was gay...or had spent time as a child in a concentration camp during WWII - in Arkansas. Shatner doing bad theater, bad movies and just being a real PIA, living on ego and momentum for decades. (Oh, how we waited for him to grow up. Thank God he did.) Nimoy just doing anything and everything, including writing poetry for greeting cards.

You know I really wish BSG had just been its own show, right? Own name, own character NAMES...the works? (But anything that puts Edward James Olmos to work is OKEY DOKEY ANYTIME. Remember that.) It had plenty of everything any story ever needed to stand on its own and be its own person...so to speak.

But, no. It's a remake.

Tired of it. I'd like to hear about some new places. And not because I'm tired of this - it's because someone will do this, mention a thing - and you can see where my mind goes. You can only take so much of 'I know that, move on!' before - well, you do.

Blam, blam. Jim wants to see it. I can wait for a video rental.

I know how this ends, after all.

Nice people casted - hope I get to see them do other things. Soon.

Brace for impact.

I'm really glad nobody has been asking me about the new Trek movie lately - well, sort of.

Every time it crosses my field of vision, a number of thing come to mind - not the least of which is that I can remember a time where there was NO new Trek, there were NO movies, NO new series...no nothing. I had the novelizations of the animated series that was no longer on the air, carried around in my bag...for years. Not seasons. *thinks* Nearly a decade. A looong time. And Star Trek was not something Good. It was something no reasonable person really thought was worth watching. It was old and not terribly interesting anymore. Star Wars was interesting. Logan's Run was what you went to go see. Star Trek was old and silly. And you were a dope.

You wanted something new, you had to wait for someone to finish publishing their zine and mail it to you. And hope it didn't offend what few sensibilities you had left at that point.

(While you're taking a bath in the testosterone viewing this flick, try to remember that this franchise was kept on life support for decades largely by women...writing everything in the book as far as what could have happened as a prequel to the original series. And what came after. And inbetween. 'Sewing coats onto buttons' was the term used. And oh baby, were they.)

And when talk of a MOVIE first started making the rounds in the late seventies...oh, the hue and cry when there was talk that Nimoy wouldn't even be IN it! (Bogus. He was.) And even louder was the cry of them 'recasting the show with younger, newer faces and remaking the show over again.' HOW COULD THEY. THEY WOULDN'T DARE.

(Hey, this persisted even into Next Generation territory - I'll say it now. Had Next Gen not been so successful at doing just what it did - a new Trek, with new characters in the same framework - you'd never be seeing a recast prequel as a movie. No way.)

So if I'm hearing some of those voices from my past, give me a little room.

I can't believe anyone would think you could spoil this movie for anyone. I MEAN. WHAT?

YOU KNOW HOW THIS ENDS, RIGHT?

Anyone hear word one about Kirk's older brother? NO?

Okay, fuck it. IT NEVER HAPPENED THEN.

(Hey, I can pick a petty piece of crap to toss that out on. Tons of other folks have, with less to work with.)

As far as I'm concerned, this is just another piece of fan fiction to me.

Very expensive, will make a lot of money in the theaters, YEEEEHAAAAAW - fan fic.

(Where's Nicholas Meyer when you need him?)

Kirk also had a nephew - this is a personal point, I'll admit it. I wrote an entire trilogy of stories about him once (his name was Peter, BTW). Oh, after I completely rewrote Speed Racer.

*snaps fingers* Hey, they remade that into a movie too!

I sense a pattern. And probably, a reason this stuff doesn't impress me all that much.

It's nice to see this, don't think I'm tossing the entire matter out wholesale. But at the same time - I'm growing weary of it.

I still have my zines on the shelf.

People are talking about the Uhura/Spock things in the movie. I wonder what people would think of the huge number of fan fics I can recall that got some of their authors in deep sauce because of the whole mixed race (and I don't mean human/alien) issue when they were written. First time I saw some people go underground to write their stories - and it was over Uhura and Kirk having some kids, and I shit you not. And then in the Kraith Universe, the ooohs and ahhhs over the 'incredibly exotic afro-Vulcans' - other half-human hybrids, of course. First time I saw Tuvok, I was happy for weeks. For reasons nobody could have ever guessed.)

The few trailers I've seen make me smirk when I see Sulu duking it out with a sword...because I can remember what a big deal letting Takei fence with a foil had been. Big deal, justification and OMG WHAT AN IDEA letting an Asian fence with something other than a samurai sword! (...no, I'm not kidding....) And guess what. Yeah. Weapon of choice. Long way, baby. Not so much.

And oh, as much as I've missed McCoy - I miss Dee Kelly, who I'm told used to live on vodka, lemons, limes and salt at conventions...and kept a pet tortoise around to have 'something older than we are.' Years and years of Not Talking About the fact George Takei was gay...or had spent time as a child in a concentration camp during WWII - in Arkansas. Shatner doing bad theater, bad movies and just being a real PIA, living on ego and momentum for decades. (Oh, how we waited for him to grow up. Thank God he did.) Nimoy just doing anything and everything, including writing poetry for greeting cards.

You know I really wish BSG had just been its own show, right? Own name, own character NAMES...the works? (But anything that puts Edward James Olmos to work is OKEY DOKEY ANYTIME. Remember that.) It had plenty of everything any story ever needed to stand on its own and be its own person...so to speak.

But, no. It's a remake.

Tired of it. I'd like to hear about some new places. And not because I'm tired of this - it's because someone will do this, mention a thing - and you can see where my mind goes. You can only take so much of 'I know that, move on!' before - well, you do.

Blam, blam. Jim wants to see it. I can wait for a video rental.

I know how this ends, after all.

Nice people casted - hope I get to see them do other things. Soon.

Brace for impact.

I'm really glad nobody has been asking me about the new Trek movie lately - well, sort of.

Every time it crosses my field of vision, a number of thing come to mind - not the least of which is that I can remember a time where there was NO new Trek, there were NO movies, NO new series...no nothing. I had the novelizations of the animated series that was no longer on the air, carried around in my bag...for years. Not seasons. *thinks* Nearly a decade. A looong time. And Star Trek was not something Good. It was something no reasonable person really thought was worth watching. It was old and not terribly interesting anymore. Star Wars was interesting. Logan's Run was what you went to go see. Star Trek was old and silly. And you were a dope.

You wanted something new, you had to wait for someone to finish publishing their zine and mail it to you. And hope it didn't offend what few sensibilities you had left at that point.

(While you're taking a bath in the testosterone viewing this flick, try to remember that this franchise was kept on life support for decades largely by women...writing everything in the book as far as what could have happened as a prequel to the original series. And what came after. And inbetween. 'Sewing coats onto buttons' was the term used. And oh baby, were they.)

And when talk of a MOVIE first started making the rounds in the late seventies...oh, the hue and cry when there was talk that Nimoy wouldn't even be IN it! (Bogus. He was.) And even louder was the cry of them 'recasting the show with younger, newer faces and remaking the show over again.' HOW COULD THEY. THEY WOULDN'T DARE.

(Hey, this persisted even into Next Generation territory - I'll say it now. Had Next Gen not been so successful at doing just what it did - a new Trek, with new characters in the same framework - you'd never be seeing a recast prequel as a movie. No way.)

So if I'm hearing some of those voices from my past, give me a little room.

I can't believe anyone would think you could spoil this movie for anyone. I MEAN. WHAT?

YOU KNOW HOW THIS ENDS, RIGHT?

Anyone hear word one about Kirk's older brother? NO?

Okay, fuck it. IT NEVER HAPPENED THEN.

(Hey, I can pick a petty piece of crap to toss that out on. Tons of other folks have, with less to work with.)

As far as I'm concerned, this is just another piece of fan fiction to me.

Very expensive, will make a lot of money in the theaters, YEEEEHAAAAAW - fan fic.

(Where's Nicholas Meyer when you need him?)

Kirk also had a nephew - this is a personal point, I'll admit it. I wrote an entire trilogy of stories about him once (his name was Peter, BTW). Oh, after I completely rewrote Speed Racer.

*snaps fingers* Hey, they remade that into a movie too!

I sense a pattern. And probably, a reason this stuff doesn't impress me all that much.

It's nice to see this, don't think I'm tossing the entire matter out wholesale. But at the same time - I'm growing weary of it.

I still have my zines on the shelf.

People are talking about the Uhura/Spock things in the movie. I wonder what people would think of the huge number of fan fics I can recall that got some of their authors in deep sauce because of the whole mixed race (and I don't mean human/alien) issue when they were written. First time I saw some people go underground to write their stories - and it was over Uhura and Kirk having some kids, and I shit you not. And then in the Kraith Universe, the ooohs and ahhhs over the 'incredibly exotic afro-Vulcans' - other half-human hybrids, of course. First time I saw Tuvok, I was happy for weeks. For reasons nobody could have ever guessed.)

The few trailers I've seen make me smirk when I see Sulu duking it out with a sword...because I can remember what a big deal letting Takei fence with a foil had been. Big deal, justification and OMG WHAT AN IDEA letting an Asian fence with something other than a samurai sword! (...no, I'm not kidding....) And guess what. Yeah. Weapon of choice. Long way, baby. Not so much.

And oh, as much as I've missed McCoy - I miss Dee Kelly, who I'm told used to live on vodka, lemons, limes and salt at conventions...and kept a pet tortoise around to have 'something older than we are.' Years and years of Not Talking About the fact George Takei was gay...or had spent time as a child in a concentration camp during WWII - in Arkansas. Shatner doing bad theater, bad movies and just being a real PIA, living on ego and momentum for decades. (Oh, how we waited for him to grow up. Thank God he did.) Nimoy just doing anything and everything, including writing poetry for greeting cards.

You know I really wish BSG had just been its own show, right? Own name, own character NAMES...the works? (But anything that puts Edward James Olmos to work is OKEY DOKEY ANYTIME. Remember that.) It had plenty of everything any story ever needed to stand on its own and be its own person...so to speak.

But, no. It's a remake.

Tired of it. I'd like to hear about some new places. And not because I'm tired of this - it's because someone will do this, mention a thing - and you can see where my mind goes. You can only take so much of 'I know that, move on!' before - well, you do.

Blam, blam. Jim wants to see it. I can wait for a video rental.

I know how this ends, after all.

Nice people casted - hope I get to see them do other things. Soon.

Kid post.

To the good:

Leaving this morning and saying 'bye bye, love you' - I got a 'wuv you' in response. Not too sure he's got the meaning behind it, but I'll take it. The boys also came by and took me out for lunch today, and Xander really likes kissing Daddy on the cheek. Awwwwww.

To the bad:

The report on the bone age x-rays is back, and shows that Xander is two years behind on bone age. I'm scratching my head. Bone age is currently two years of age, with a 6.6 month wiggle. He'll be 4 in August. Report going to endocrinologist, this is characteristic of hypothyroid - I just don't know what they do about it, if anything.

To the WTF:

Lunch had a dish of chocolate ice cream to top off the meal. What else can chocolate ice cream masquerade as, that might have been dead nasty? Because initially, kid wouldn't touch it and didn't trust us telling him it was chocolate ice cream.

After we almost finished it off between ourselves, he picked up his spoon, tried a bit (the facial expression was *priceless*) and only THEN pronounced it chocolate and almost didn't let us have any more of it! Kid loves ice cream, better than just about anything - I'd put it right up there with ramen (and the Top Ramen kind, not the good stuff) as far as favorite foods go.

But up to now, we'd only had vanilla at home. What else could it have been? It looked like someone had skunked him on it once before - any guesses?

Kitty back to the vet today - they're working her up again, x-rays and bloodwork. There doesn't appear to be any jaundice, so they're not suspecting liver disease...so why isn't she gaining weight? She's lost ground again in that regard - even though she's cognitively better, she's VERY thin and wobbly. She's acting a lot like a normal cat - she just doesn't eat or look like a normal cat. Let it be fixable, is all I ask.

Kid post.

To the good:

Leaving this morning and saying 'bye bye, love you' - I got a 'wuv you' in response. Not too sure he's got the meaning behind it, but I'll take it. The boys also came by and took me out for lunch today, and Xander really likes kissing Daddy on the cheek. Awwwwww.

To the bad:

The report on the bone age x-rays is back, and shows that Xander is two years behind on bone age. I'm scratching my head. Bone age is currently two years of age, with a 6.6 month wiggle. He'll be 4 in August. Report going to endocrinologist, this is characteristic of hypothyroid - I just don't know what they do about it, if anything.

To the WTF:

Lunch had a dish of chocolate ice cream to top off the meal. What else can chocolate ice cream masquerade as, that might have been dead nasty? Because initially, kid wouldn't touch it and didn't trust us telling him it was chocolate ice cream.

After we almost finished it off between ourselves, he picked up his spoon, tried a bit (the facial expression was *priceless*) and only THEN pronounced it chocolate and almost didn't let us have any more of it! Kid loves ice cream, better than just about anything - I'd put it right up there with ramen (and the Top Ramen kind, not the good stuff) as far as favorite foods go.

But up to now, we'd only had vanilla at home. What else could it have been? It looked like someone had skunked him on it once before - any guesses?

Kitty back to the vet today - they're working her up again, x-rays and bloodwork. There doesn't appear to be any jaundice, so they're not suspecting liver disease...so why isn't she gaining weight? She's lost ground again in that regard - even though she's cognitively better, she's VERY thin and wobbly. She's acting a lot like a normal cat - she just doesn't eat or look like a normal cat. Let it be fixable, is all I ask.

Kid post.

To the good:

Leaving this morning and saying 'bye bye, love you' - I got a 'wuv you' in response. Not too sure he's got the meaning behind it, but I'll take it. The boys also came by and took me out for lunch today, and Xander really likes kissing Daddy on the cheek. Awwwwww.

To the bad:

The report on the bone age x-rays is back, and shows that Xander is two years behind on bone age. I'm scratching my head. Bone age is currently two years of age, with a 6.6 month wiggle. He'll be 4 in August. Report going to endocrinologist, this is characteristic of hypothyroid - I just don't know what they do about it, if anything.

To the WTF:

Lunch had a dish of chocolate ice cream to top off the meal. What else can chocolate ice cream masquerade as, that might have been dead nasty? Because initially, kid wouldn't touch it and didn't trust us telling him it was chocolate ice cream.

After we almost finished it off between ourselves, he picked up his spoon, tried a bit (the facial expression was *priceless*) and only THEN pronounced it chocolate and almost didn't let us have any more of it! Kid loves ice cream, better than just about anything - I'd put it right up there with ramen (and the Top Ramen kind, not the good stuff) as far as favorite foods go.

But up to now, we'd only had vanilla at home. What else could it have been? It looked like someone had skunked him on it once before - any guesses?

Kitty back to the vet today - they're working her up again, x-rays and bloodwork. There doesn't appear to be any jaundice, so they're not suspecting liver disease...so why isn't she gaining weight? She's lost ground again in that regard - even though she's cognitively better, she's VERY thin and wobbly. She's acting a lot like a normal cat - she just doesn't eat or look like a normal cat. Let it be fixable, is all I ask.

Mommy Blogs

Of course, I'd find some I liked.

Here, have two.

Crabmommy - one of the best quotes so far?

I'm meant to say that the best part of my day was coming home to see my lovely child and husband. But I won't. Because that's not true. I do like a lady who doesn't sugar-coat, and isn't afraid of stepping out of What's Expected.

And she pointed me at Ayelet Waldman, who I find fascintating...and will be in my neighborhood on the 27th. Maybe I'll get there. I doubt it, because that's the witching hour of his nibs. See, she's got a new book out - and, yanno.

I have to agree with her. There's a tune I adore out there about a romance that lasted over 40 years, about the couple whose children 'came and went like seasons turning' - and that resonates with me.

What, with me who waited all this time (and trouble) just to have the one? Absolutely. (That's the normal order of things, and lot of my frustration was wrapped up in the muddle of 'this REALLY doesn't make sense' while we spent hour after day after year trying to make it happen.)

A normal child/parent relationship starts out welded at the hip, and as it grows...separates as the child pulls away, becoming their own person, able to stand on their own; secure, self-aware and ready to take on anything that comes.

It's the only relationship that if it is healthy, does that.

Jim will stay - the kids will go, in time. If we do our job, they'll be just fine. As I think someone else once told me - we have our own friends, as the kids have theirs. As parents, we're not friends with our kids - we're their parents. And that's different.

I hope once they're grown, the kids will remain friends, like I have with my sibs and mother. But, no guarantee.

(Looking at this article and deciding how you feel by how it would impact you if you LOST someone is very difficult read. But some people just wouldn't get it otherwise, methinks.)

Mommy Blogs

Of course, I'd find some I liked.

Here, have two.

Crabmommy - one of the best quotes so far?

I'm meant to say that the best part of my day was coming home to see my lovely child and husband. But I won't. Because that's not true. I do like a lady who doesn't sugar-coat, and isn't afraid of stepping out of What's Expected.

And she pointed me at Ayelet Waldman, who I find fascintating...and will be in my neighborhood on the 27th. Maybe I'll get there. I doubt it, because that's the witching hour of his nibs. See, she's got a new book out - and, yanno.

I have to agree with her. There's a tune I adore out there about a romance that lasted over 40 years, about the couple whose children 'came and went like seasons turning' - and that resonates with me.

What, with me who waited all this time (and trouble) just to have the one? Absolutely. (That's the normal order of things, and lot of my frustration was wrapped up in the muddle of 'this REALLY doesn't make sense' while we spent hour after day after year trying to make it happen.)

A normal child/parent relationship starts out welded at the hip, and as it grows...separates as the child pulls away, becoming their own person, able to stand on their own; secure, self-aware and ready to take on anything that comes.

It's the only relationship that if it is healthy, does that.

Jim will stay - the kids will go, in time. If we do our job, they'll be just fine. As I think someone else once told me - we have our own friends, as the kids have theirs. As parents, we're not friends with our kids - we're their parents. And that's different.

I hope once they're grown, the kids will remain friends, like I have with my sibs and mother. But, no guarantee.

(Looking at this article and deciding how you feel by how it would impact you if you LOST someone is very difficult read. But some people just wouldn't get it otherwise, methinks.)

Mommy Blogs

Of course, I'd find some I liked.

Here, have two.

Crabmommy - one of the best quotes so far?

I'm meant to say that the best part of my day was coming home to see my lovely child and husband. But I won't. Because that's not true. I do like a lady who doesn't sugar-coat, and isn't afraid of stepping out of What's Expected.

And she pointed me at Ayelet Waldman, who I find fascintating...and will be in my neighborhood on the 27th. Maybe I'll get there. I doubt it, because that's the witching hour of his nibs. See, she's got a new book out - and, yanno.

I have to agree with her. There's a tune I adore out there about a romance that lasted over 40 years, about the couple whose children 'came and went like seasons turning' - and that resonates with me.

What, with me who waited all this time (and trouble) just to have the one? Absolutely. (That's the normal order of things, and lot of my frustration was wrapped up in the muddle of 'this REALLY doesn't make sense' while we spent hour after day after year trying to make it happen.)

A normal child/parent relationship starts out welded at the hip, and as it grows...separates as the child pulls away, becoming their own person, able to stand on their own; secure, self-aware and ready to take on anything that comes.

It's the only relationship that if it is healthy, does that.

Jim will stay - the kids will go, in time. If we do our job, they'll be just fine. As I think someone else once told me - we have our own friends, as the kids have theirs. As parents, we're not friends with our kids - we're their parents. And that's different.

I hope once they're grown, the kids will remain friends, like I have with my sibs and mother. But, no guarantee.

(Looking at this article and deciding how you feel by how it would impact you if you LOST someone is very difficult read. But some people just wouldn't get it otherwise, methinks.)