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Getting with the times

I finally got around to hanging up my Christmas-present action figures.  You go ahead and mock me.  Just go ahead.  But you will mock no more when I tell you that in addition to Sam, Jack, and Daniel from Stargate, I got a Dexter action figure, complete with blood slide and forensics laminate.  You can come and fawn over it if you like.

I’m a minor nerd sci-fi show collector.  From high school until halfway through college, I amassed an impressive collection of ST:TNG items.  I had collected cards, action figures, games, a data mask, posters, communicator, uniform top, and tons of other stuff.  When I went from my “nerd” to “semi-normal person” transformation (about the time I quit the goth bit) towards the tail end of college, I wound up stowing it all in an ugly-ass 90s style green and blue trunk with pink handles.

I believe it’s time to move on to the next stage of my life. I’m going to make a Stargate trunk.

I will require a zat, Goa’uld hand device, and Jaffa staff weapon.  Oh, not for the trunk.  I’m going to make those things work and decimate my enemies. Who do you think I am?

2010 01 31 Nita TV & Movies Comments (4) Permalink

Ode to Spot

Felis catus is your taxonomic nomenclature,
An endothermic quadruped, carnivorous by nature;
Your visual, olfactory, and auditory senses
Contribute to your hunting skills and natural defenses.

I find myself intrigued by your subvocal oscillations,
A singular development of cat communications
That obviates your basic hedonistic predilection
For a rhythmic stroking of your fur to demonstrate affection.

A tail is quite essential for your acrobatic talents;
You would not be so agile if you lacked its counterbalance.
And when not being utilized to aid in locomotion,
It often serves to illustrate the state of your emotion.

O Spot, the complex levels of behavior you display
Connote a fairly well-developed cognitive array.
And though you are not sentient, Spot, and do not comprehend,
I nonetheless consider you a true and valued friend.

Yes, I am watching that episode right now.  No, I am not ashamed.  I’m waiting to do some testing for work at the moment and I’ve run out of Google Reader articles.  I feel so empty.

Today we ate lunch at Whole Foods.  Shortly before we arrived a transformer blew and left the power out in the entire Town Center area.   The entire store was dark and had a sort of of post-apocalyptic feel. If it weren’t for the planes going overhead every 10 minutes, I’d have started barricading the windows in preparation for angry mobs of civilization.

Alas, the angry mobs never showed and I was forced to return to work.  Drat.  And I had this great potato gun idea.  An organic potato gun.

2010 01 13 Nita My Life
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The Pied Fluter of Vegas

Chris bought me a flute for Christmas.

I have not played a flute since I graduated from high school.  It sounds like it.  Nevertheless, I’ve enjoyed annoying cats and neighbors alike as I attempt to make a Mendelssohn flute concerto sound like…well, a Mendelssohn flute concerto.

Clears the cats off of the couch in two seconds flat, anyway.

2010 01 10 Nita Oboe Comments (0) Permalink

Pumpkin Pie Postscript

Thanksgiving isn’t all about me and my problems.  I have a lot to be thankful for.

My sister.  My cousin Paul (and Mark!).  Chris (he hasn’t run off yet).  Seeing my Grandma JB.  Surviving the worst of the recession.  Still have a home.  Financially stable.   Learned a new skill set at work.  My old friends.  My gamer friends.  Spot and Salem.  Long drives in my car.  Books (fuck yeah).  Seeing a zoo for the first time. Going home in the summer.  Going home in the winter.  Hearing my niece say “I love you, Nene”.  Getting Chris on a snowboard, and him actually liking it.

It’s not been the best year of my life, but I wouldn’t trade it for anything else.

2009 11 26 Nita Miscellaneous Comments (0) Permalink

Turkey Day Memorandum

Late last month I got a last-minute call from my Dad telling me my uncle brought my Grandma JB to Gardnerville for an extended visit.  I immediately took a day off and bought a ticket to go spend time with her, as I have not seen her for years.

Going home always has its own difficulties.  Going to see Grandma was nerve-wracking.  She’s 92 as of Tuesday, and she’s senile.  She didn’t recognize me.  When I told her my name, she’d be excited fro a few moments, but 10 minutes later she didn’t know who I was.  She saw me as a benevolent stranger who was kind enough to help her down the sidewalk so she wouldn’t trip, or fetch her a cup of tea.

Her humor is still there.  She also misses her alcohol – she asks for highballs at least 6 times a day.  She is lonely.  She wants to talk to people and go out to do things.  I wish I could do something to change her circumstances.  There are so many factors influencing her quality of life in negative ways, but it has been made clear that I am an outsider and consequently no voice in her care.

I’ve been depressed about it for over a month now.   I can’t do a goddamned thing to fix it, thanks for asking.

I can only say what I think, which is this:  You can’t ask people to treat you better than you treat others.  Every day you show those you love how you want them to treat you in similar circumstances.

Things I Learned This Week:

I will always help my worst enemies.  And then I’ll hope for better from them, even if it never happens.

Tivo + Netflix is awesome.

In 2012 cell phones are so awesome that they will work up to the minute the world ends.

2009 11 26 Nita Family
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