Let me splain: When I heard that Westboro Church would be crashing San Diego Comic Con, I was a little worried the whole affair would end in tears. Tears of the punch-induced variety. I could vividly picture a principled, curmudgeonly geek taking a shot at these creeps. And shots indeed were taken. BRAIN SHOTS, YO!!!! Which made me cry happy tears indeed.
I had vented my concerns to my husband, and he sent me a link to the article above on Friday. Buddy Jesus was the salty clincher. God bless you, geeks. I am happy to let my lacrimal fluids pool around my nose in an unbecoming fashion in celebration of your noble efforts.
Let me sum up: This week's tear fodder is the Firefly one-shot "Float Out."
Let me splain: Yeah...the cover art made me cry. And there were more tears to follow. Wash's denouement in "Serenity" was jarring to say the least. Oh, I wish I knew how to quit you, Mr. Whedon! At any rate, this Wash tribute was much appreciated.
I read a couple reviews that summed up my major gripe with this comic...3 brand new characters drive the story. I'm a sap for Whedony characters we know and love and it took me a while to settle in with these strangers. But ultimately the novel narration provides a delicious slice of Washy goodness. The last page made me cry. I expected it would. No spoilers here. But yay.
The other reason I was poised to love on this comic til it reduced me to tears is the author, one Mr. Patton Oswalt. The past two years have seen a huge surge in my comedy-geekdom, and Mr. Oswalt is by far my favourite comic out there today. I just got to see him live for the first time a couple weeks ago...an awesome show delivered in a fog of baby-induced exhaustion and delirium. I actually got to see his occasional partner in crime Brian Posehn last weekend. Fatherhood is fitting both these fellas real nicely. Posehn had a great bit a few years back inviting folks to punch his baby if he ever had one and it dulled his comedy. But I really enjoyed how the whole person-making experience impacted both sets. And I can't help but think it added a little extra geeky stardust to "Float Out."
Let me sum up: Glee finale clip with before and after photos.
Let me splain: I try to avoid pop-culture that is actually popular to a fault. Example: I refused to read Harry Potter until 2001, and only after my best friend (now husband) insisted it was nifty. I had no intentions of partaking in the "Glee." But then I decided to do a community theatre musical last Fall. It soon became impossible to converse with the other theatre dorks surrounding me without "Glee" in my vocabulary. So I caved. And it has been a delicious good time.
Whether or not you're enough of a theatre geek to expose yourself to this kind of nonsense, you can certainly appreciate that some songs are just potent. "Bohemian Rhapsody" is one of those songs. Mix in childhood memories of head-banging with my sister and several moving "Glee" plotlines, and you get a teary firestorm.
Slight change...for anyone actually trying to follow this monkey business regularly. I have been posting in the wee hours of Sunday night/Monday morning but I'm switching things up a bit. You can now look for a new post every Tuesday!
Let me splain: No...really...11 times. And that's just counting actual tear-spillover. If I count any time I tear up, things get way to complicated. "Toy Story 3" was a good time indeed. Little known fact--it features Timothy Dalton in a cameo as Mr. Pricklepants. I was a huuuuge fan of Mr. Dalton in Jr. High (thanks to "The Rocketeer," BBC's "Jane Eyre," his 2 Bond films, and me having Mono in 7th grade). I got the chance to meet him at a fund-raiser 5 years ago (which I bought tickets to in order to meet another favorite sassy Brit, Tim Curry). Tim Curry was delightful. However, when I tried to tell Mr. Dalton about the hilarious "Buffy" scene where the geek triumvirate gets into the age-old "Who's the best Bond?" debate, and Andrew shouts, "Dalton should win an Oscar and beat Connery over the head with it!!!" Dalton got all snarly and replied "Sean Connery is a dear personal friend and I take great offense to such remarks." I cried sad tears indeed after being admonished by this sassy Welshman.
I thought about trying to retrace the 11 moments where I cried while watching "Toy Story 3." But that seemed tedious. I will say that after Disney wrangled Pixar into making "Toy Story 2" it felt like their hearts weren't quite in it (though I cried at that one, too). This time around they went daaaaark. A lot of the storyline revolves around new toy, Lots-o'-Huggin Bear (Lotso). I don't want to get too far into spoiler territory. But I love this character for two reasons. 1) He was introduced online in an AMAZING fabricated 1980's ad:
And 2) Lotso has some intense history. He's the one who coldly drops the title of this post, "Where's your kid now?" Lotso's history has given him a pretty skewed perspective on Toy-Child love. And I resented this perspective. Because here's the last pile of treasures that will be with me when head off this evening to spend my first night at my new apartment before my first day of internship:
That's Cuddles on the right. I got him at the Circus Circus Casino in Las Vegas when I was 5 years old. My maternal grandparents and Aunt were awesome enough to take me to Vegas as a kid. They were also awesome enough to buy Cuddles for me because they figured it would be a better investment than the booth games that were available to kids. They were right. Cuddles will be sitting in my lap during my drive this evening.
