Happy 50th Birthday, Star Trek!!

•September 8, 2016 • Leave a Comment


It’s the 50th Anniversary of Star Trek.

I remember the first time I watched an episode. It was in the 6th grade and I wanted to stay up later on a school night. My mom told me that I could but only if I watched the TNG episode that was on. I was a kid, of course I’d do whatever I could to stay up late.

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“All we need is just a little patience…” – my Guns N’ Roses Experience

•July 11, 2016 • Leave a Comment


It was the summer of 1991 and I was 10 years old, attending a 4-H camp between the 6th and 7th grade years. I was nervous as I didn’t know ANYONE and was younger than many of the other campers in the same grade level. Still, I went.

One of the older girls in our cabin had a tape player. She had a variety of music that she liked to play loudly, but one song caught my attention. The sound of it. The guitar playing. It was something I hadn’t heard before and I was hooked on it. They played it several times over the course of that camp and finally I asked her what it was.

“Knockin’ on Heaven’s Door” by Guns N’ Roses was what she told me.

I asked her if she had any more by them and she played “November Rain”. The length of it didn’t matter to me. Only the music.

And such was my introduction to Guns N’ Roses, a band that I’ve loved since that summer day when I was 10 years old.

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Goodbye, Mistah J

•August 10, 2015 • 2 Comments


It’s been a couple of weeks now and though I’m not positive, I think I can write about it.

Jacob died on July 19th.

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Terminator Genisys – My Judgmental Bitch Review

•July 14, 2015 • Leave a Comment


I saw Terminator Genisys last night. Before I start into my review, let me give you a little background on my love of the Terminator series.

I very clearly remember watching Terminator 2 for the first time when I was young. I remember being fascinated and terrified by the idea of a computer taking over and trying to kill humanity. I remember loving the strength of Sarah Connor. And I remember crying for the Terminator as he was lowered into the steel. Sarah Connor immediately became one of my role models. I watched and loved the first Terminator movie not long after, though it still didn’t replace T2 as my favorite. The music was immediately added into my small collection of cds at the time. And I’m fairly certain I wore out 2 copies of the first movie’s score by the time that I hit college. My love of the franchise extended to the point where, during my first year of college, I made a horrible movie called “Terminator: The Musical?” with some friends. This movie still exists in various personal collections around the world.

When Terminator 3 came out, I was excited and hopeful. Only to have that hope shattered. The movie was TERRIBLE. Then came the Sarah Connor chronicles. I gave them a hopeful try and stopped partway through when it really felt like they lost the overall meaning of the series. The fourth movie, Salvation, was better but the horrible score (it’s the only thing by Danny Elfman that I’ve ever said that about) and the plot that I really just didn’t care about left me thinking that the series might be better if left alone. After all, no one would ever make movies of the T2 book trilogy that I so love (by S.M. Stirling. Give them a read!!).

All of that to say, I love the Terminator franchise. I do. And I’m weirdly protective of it. I don’t hold back discarding movies and scores made in the franchise that are awful and don’t keep to the high standards set by the first two movies. I’m very picky about my Terminators.

And now, Genisys. The initial reviews from my friends were primarily negative. I was told that as such a big fan, I would likely be okay with it but it wasn’t great. I was already hesitant as I knew the movie was going to be messing with timelines. Which can lead to horrible things if the story isn’t told well. But I went to watch it, still harboring some tiny flame of hope.


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A hole in the Discworld….

•March 12, 2015 • Leave a Comment
Rest in Peace, Terry Pratchett

Rest in Peace, Terry Pratchett

It’s been a bad couple of weeks for geeks. The passing of Leonard Nimoy a couple of weeks ago was sudden and threw most of us into a very sudden stop. After all, Spock was supposed to live forever. Right?

Still reeling from that one, but slowly recovering….

Then I saw the news just a few moments ago.

Terry Pratchett has passed away.

And suddenly I can’t brain.

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An apparently sensitive topic: Tauriel

•January 2, 2015 • 1 Comment


I’m about to state an opinion that may get me unfriended by several folks on FB.

I liked the character of Tauriel from the Hobbit movies. And I liked the addition of the romantic story line.

Before you freak out on me, let me explain why I have the opinion that I do. Please note that spoilers for all three movies will follow.

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Goodbye, Pickle

•October 17, 2014 • 1 Comment

It’s been a day since I got the news.

One of my good friends since the sixth grade, Mike Semich, has passed.

It’s hitting me hard as Mike was the first friend that I made after my family moved to Murfreesboro,TN from Alabama that summer before the sixth grade. I had skipped a grade so I was younger and far shorter than everyone else in that classroom. And most of them had grown up with each other so I was the odd one out. To this day, I can’t remember exactly how we became friends, but it seems like from the start we were hanging out. He lived in my subdivision and on the way home the schoolbus would drop him off before me. Sometimes I’d get home and throw some popcorn in the microwave for a snack. Mike had the uncanny ability to appear at the back door the moment I took that popcorn out of the microwave.

I remember the hanging out, the silliness of playing on the internet through Prodigy and then AOL with him. One great memory involves a game of truth or dare. He took the dare and ended up prancing around the room wearing a pair of my mom’s heels, a decorative straw hat, and carrying my mom’s purse, while singing “Natural Woman”.

My 13th Birthday

My 13th Birthday

Mike constantly teased me about being short. So much so that I think he liked my kicks to his shins and would encourage them. He called me Short Round which usually earned him a punch on the arm and a grin. Even when we made it to high school, we stayed friends and I finally got to give him a nickname, Pickle, after the color of his JROTC uniform. By our senior year my mom and I were able to find a glass pickle ornament that we gave to him for Christmas. He was with me during my ongoing feud with our Chemistry teacher. And through the other subjects that we constantly found ourselves taking together.

Mike was there when my Mom got married to my ex-stepfather. He was one of the ushers (along with many of my friends) and also ended up catching the garter while my Nana caught the bouquet. Gotta admit, the picture of the two of them is even harder to look at now.

Mike and Nana

Mike and Nana

The wedding workers

Daniel, Mike, my Mom, Steven, Virginia, Trey, and Ryan

And then my family and I moved to California the summer of 98. I had a going-away/early birthday party with friends, including Mike, that were able to make it out. The night was fun and crazy and I have many pictures scattered all over my house and in albums from that party.

Going Away

Through the five years in California, Mike and I stayed friends even if we didn’t talk nearly as much. I came back to Tennessee in 2003 and through the joy of social media, we reconnected. Though we didn’t see each other in person as much, we’d run into each other at reunions, and at the strangest of places. And I followed his life on facebook when I didn’t see him.

As an army brat, I moved a lot when I was young. And many of the friends I made in places got lost when we moved again. Mike was the first friend that I made after the move to Tennessee 25 years ago. He’s been my friend ever since. Knowing he was here in this world, just a message or call away, made him a reassuring and rare constant in my life.

Until yesterday when he wasn’t.

I lost my oldest friend this week.

I’ll miss you, Mike. I’m not ready to say goodbye, but then, I never would be. I’ll be singing “Natural Woman” for you at the next karaoke night. And I’ll try to do it without crying. You made the world a better place. And you helped a short, nerdy, new schoolmate to learn to make friends again. You may not have ever realized how much that impacted my life. But I really don’t know what I would have done without you. I have so much more that I wish I could say but it’s already hard to see through the tears to type. Just know that I’m honored and proud to have known you and to have called you my friend.

Short Round

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