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OK, so, I do have magpie tendencies. It's a sad state of affairs and I have learned to accept my weakness. This means that I often watch really cheesy sci-fi or something else by a certain actor and I enjoy it. Occassionally, it also means that due to my fandom-ness, I find really good TV.

Example: Paul Gross Love

The cheesy: I own two CDs by Paul Gross (with David Kelley). I adore them and know all the words; my hub loves me so much he put the CDs on his mp3 player so I could listen to them i… Continue

During a recent "Weekend Justice," I feel that I was defamed by someone.

A someone who has yet to follow me on Twitter and continues not to GIVE ME MY PRIZE for his twitter "find the missing word" request. But I digress...

But I am not bitter. No, not me. For I have joy in my heart and a spring in my step and...

No. Wait, I AM BITTER! I am bitter because I was defamed and let me share with you why.

See, I am the director for a small little Track at a local, sparsely (<-- HA!) attended sci… Continue

Listening to one of the "Nuts" podcasts, and found out that I'm at least 3 years (perhaps more) older than Widge.

And I think about that much older than Uncle Scrooge.

I'm gonna go drown my old, decrepit sorrows now. Thanks.


*SIGH*

A few questions, for the masses:

1. What does it take to get someone - who shall remain nameless Ken, you rat bastard - to follow me on Twitter?

2. WHERE'S MY GODDAMN PRIZE!?!

3. Is it really less than six weeks until D'Con? God save me.

4. Um, so, did anyone go see "the movie" this weekend? I was out of town (my story, and I'm sticking to it, dammit!) so couldn't go...but I'm gonna, I swear!

5. Why doesn't my BlackBerry Pearl have GPS on it? The new ones do...

6. Maybe I would have… Continue

Dear god in himmel, I am a shallow person. I guess this is the first step towards growth or whatever but admitting must be the first step I think.

I love cheesy and not-very-good tv. I love it for lots of reason - many explained before. I love turning off the brain for an hour. I love just laughing at bad science, sociology, boys that write Mary Sues who would never give them the time of day.

But the depth...height...edges of the puddle of my shallowness all has to do with the men. I love Torc… Continue