vovat: (zoma)

Last weekend was the Monster-Mania Convention in Cherry Hill, and we went on Saturday. I'm sure I've already written about how there aren't as many question-and-answer panels as there used to be, and I don't know whether this is because the convention organizers don't want to do them or the guests don't. The first two panels this time were with Craig Sheffer and William Fichtner, neither of whom we really knew, although they were both in some movies we've seen. The latter was a guy the Joker killed near the beginning of The Dark Knight.

The third was Heather Langenkamp, who talked among other things about how it was kind of weird to show her son A Nightmare on Elm Street for the first time, although she doesn't have a problem with kids watching horror movies.

For the longer panels, the first had Melissa Barrera, Tony Revolori, and Marley Shelton, who were in some of the later Scream movies.

The final session was a Hellraiser reunion with Doug Bradley, Ashley Laurence, Simon Bamford, Barbie Wilde, and Nicholas Vince.

Clive Barker was at the convention, but couldn't attend the panel for health reasons. There was some discussion of the Hulu remake, and a few of them mentioned that they liked the aesthetic, but not how much it differed from the original story, and downplayed the original BDSM themes. I'd heard something before about how the first movie was really more about Julia, but people liked Pinhead so much that he basically took over the franchise, even though he's usually a supporting character. Bradley also talked a bit about Barker's screenplay for Hellraiser III, which ended up not being made for weird legal reasons. It would have had Pinhead being resurrected in a vat in a church, and the Great Pyramid turning out to be a Lament Configuration housing the first Cenobite. Instead, we got CD-Head.

The air conditioning in my car hasn't been working. Actually, what happens is that it works at first, but soon cuts out after I start driving. I took it to the dealer, and they said it would cost upwards of $3000 to get it fixed, and it didn't seem worth it. It's definitely made for some uncomfortable rides, however. It hasn't just been incredibly hot in this area recently, but the air just feels gross and oppressive even when it isn't that hot. It makes me want to leave the apartment even less than usual. At the convention, it was warm even inside the hotel for the first few panels, then too cold in the bigger room for the last two.

While down in South Jersey, we went to a Spirit Halloween, and I took my usual pictures of costumes with weird generic names. And it isn't even just rip-offs of copyrighted characters that get these names. They're not even particularly funny, just odd.

Just don't say "Undead Guy" three times.

I guess the difference between a classic and a sassy nurse is slightly shorter stockings? Or is it the needle?

And is a bull scarecrow a real thing? There was an Oz book where the Scarecrow was turned into a bear, but not a bull.
vovat: (santa)

We drove down to Pennsylvania last weekend, and went to Hersheypark on Saturday, as we still had extra tickets that we bought in April. I think it was the next to last possible day we could use them. It was cold, especially for my toes, but still not AS cold as you'd expect for that time of year. We got there quite a bit later than we wanted to, as the valve came off one of my tires when I was trying to put air in it. Fortunately, we were still near my dad's house, and he and Margaret were able to take off the tire and bring it in to get it patched. After that, however, the tire pressure warning light on my dashboard stayed on, even though the air level was fine. I'd just gotten my car serviced, but I waived the suggestion to have the tires replaced, as it was expensive, and would probably take a lot of time as those tires are hard to come by. I brought it in again today to have that done. We probably should get a new car soon, as I've had this one since 2009, but that's a big decision. But anyway, we rode Wildcat's Revenge for the first time, as it was still under construction on our last visit.

It's a refurbished version of the wooden roller coaster Wildcat with steel parts added, like what they did with Twisted Colossus at Magic Mountain.

They still had the Christmas decorations, a little awkward to see after Christmas, but it's technically still Christmastide until Epiphany.

The Dry Gulch Railroad was lined with lights showing the gifts from the Twelve Days of Christmas.

Afterwards, we ate at the Cocoa Diner, which I guess is somewhat of a tradition now, mostly because it's open late and has a very recognizable name. I've never bothered to check whether cocoa is actually on the menu there.

On Sunday, we exchanged gifts with my family. My siblings and my brother's wife and son were over at my dad's in the afternoon, and we had lunch with them; and later we had dinner with my mom. I was pretty late getting some of the presents, as I'm a terrible procrastinator. That said, even if I'd bought them early, I'd probably still feel like I was doing last-minute shopping. I received copies of Lin Carter's Dragonrouge (the sequel to Kesrick), Mark S. Smith's The Early History of God, and of Super Mario Wonder. I suspect Beth would be better at that game than I would, but I'll give it a try. My sister also gave us a stuffed cat that wasn't originally intended as a gift, but her cat inexplicably hated it.

We showed it to Nellie, and she seemed pretty indifferent. We rang in the New Year at Beth's mom's house, which didn't involve that much ringing, but Nellie did have bells on her collar.


Last night, we went to see Spamalot, which was a present for me from Beth, along with the soundtrack album. As you probably know, it's Eric Idle's reworking of Monty Python and the Holy Grail into a just as meta-referential Broadway musical. From the little I've read, some of the other Python members were confused by the whole thing, and I know Neil Innes took issue with not getting royalties for the songs he wrote, "Knights of the Round Table," "Brave Sir Robin" and "Run Away" (the latter was cut from the movie, but is in the show). I'm not sure what the royalty situation was for the Finland song, which I understand Michael Palin wrote. I found it very enjoyable, although it seems like most of the best jokes were the ones everybody already knew from the film, and expanding on some of them didn't make them funnier. Some of the adaptations to a different medium worked, however, like the Holy Hand Grenade exposing the killer rabbit's puppeteer, the expanded cast of French stereotypes, and how the Holy Grail was found (which of course it wasn't in the original). It also worked in a lot of other classic Python references, which is understandable. The story was streamlined a bit, with some of the side characters becoming the knights (as opposed to just being played by the same actors). The main new character was the Lady of the Lake, presumably because there weren't any significant women in the movie, and she was played as a total diva. There were a few more topical references as well, including George Santos appearing in a list of famous Jewish people involved with Broadway.
vovat: (tmbg)

It's been a pretty busy week, and a pretty rainy one as well. On Monday, Beth and I went to see The State perform live at the Palladium in Times Square, which I believe is where they filmed their show back in the 90s. Eight of the eleven are part of the Breakin' Hearts and Dippin' Balls Tour, and the new performance was a mix of sketches from the show with some new material, or sometimes old stuff repurposed for a new context, like the sketch about a college dorm safety lecture from people with tape on their faces instead became a talk about theater safety, Barry and Levon tried to sell reverse mortgages, and an expanded "Froggy Jamboree" gives the characters a dark backstory.

Older sketches included Louie at the Last Supper, the mailman who delivered tacos instead of mail, the Bearded Men of Space Station 11, and "Porcupine Racetrack," which was the closer.

While changing scenes, they played some bits from the CBS special and a pre-State project where they reenacted weird stories people told them. Since Michael Showalter was one of the members who wasn't there, they made a joke out of getting an audience member to play Doug.

Before the show, we ate at Jollibee for the first time, and I liked the chicken and the peach and mango pie. I wonder what their spaghetti is like. Beth saw the show again on Tuesday, while I stayed home to watch Clone Wars episodes (I've now finished watching the sixth season), play Animal Crossing, and write a post about monster shamans. Less exciting, to be sure, but I've come to appreciate evenings where I don't have to do anything, even if that thing is purely for fun.


Thursday was the fall event at Green-Wood Cemetery that I think we've been to twice before, but the name isn't always the same. This time, it was Nightfall: Danse Macabre. I can't say it was much different from before, but a lot of what you see depends on timing. Some performances repeat with only short breaks in between, while others are only at specific times. We saw fewer of the circus performances than in previous years, although we did see some fire eaters and someone playing what sounded like music from the Legend of Zelda soundtrack on a harp.

There were two different theremin performers, and a shadow puppetry performance about a girl who befriends some crows.

As usual, getting around was a little difficult, as it was dark and the paths at the cemetery twist all over the place anyway. There were lanterns marking the proper roads, but it was still hard to figure out which way we were going, even with a map.


On Friday night, we went to see the Middle Aged Dad Jam Band at City Winery. The band has David Wain on drums and Ken Marino on lead vocals, plus some of their friends and collaborators. Craig Wedren, who did music for The State and related projects (and is married to Thomas Lennon's sister), plays guitar, David's son Henry saxophone, and Amy Miles does backing vocals and some percussion. It's all very casual, but still sounds really good, and some of the people involved are professional musicians even if the leads aren't. They play covers (mostly from the sixties through the eighties, although a few later songs made their way in) and make a lot of corny jokes. They also had several guests who did a song or two, including Paul Rudd playing Gerry Rafferty (it didn't make a whole lot of sense even in context), David Yazbek, Kevin Allison, and, most exciting for me, John Flansburgh, who sang "Born to Run."

Amy introduced him as a friend of hers, and I actually was first aware of her because she and Flansburgh's wife Robin Goldwasser were in a band, The Last Car, that opened for They Might Be Giants a few times. I believe David met her on the set of Wet Hot American Summer; she was married to actor A.D. Miles at the time, although they've since divorced. In terms of connections, it's also interesting that Yazbek did a song from an upcoming musical about Elmer McCurdy, who was already the subject of one by frequent TMBG collaborator Brian Dewan. I've heard that Joe Lo Truglio had played Rafferty before, and that Weird Al has played with the band. It was a surprisingly long show, about three hours long with one fifteen-minute intermission. And it was mostly standing room (there were seats, but they cost a lot more), so it wasn't too kind on my feet. I also had my backpack with me because I brought it to work, but I might have used a smaller bag that day if I'd remembered about the standing.

I find myself not wanting to use Twitter that much these days, even though I still have one-off thoughts that seem well-suited to that format. It just seems like nobody reads my tweets, and my feed is a lot less interesting. I don't think Elon Musk directly messed up my personal experience, but his general toxic, chaotic management has driven a lot of people away. Or maybe it's just my own perception that's changed. The change from the cute bird to a letter of the alphabet doesn't help matters; it just seems a lot less friendly now. I have a Bluesky account, but I'm not following that many people (and even fewer are following me), so it's kind of slow. I've also read some stuff recently on how Google (and probably other sites as well) has basically sold out to advertisers and donors with particular agendas that you don't even necessarily get results for the words you actually typed. Apparently you're more likely to get popular results that are sort of related to your search. It seems similar to how YouTube and apparently Tiktok have algorithms that constantly suggest related things that are selected more for being popular than relevant, and are sometimes actively dangerous. It appears to be how Musk wants Twitter to operate, too. I'm sure that, at times, it's just the computer program not working very well, but I think there's an undertone to the whole concept of not trusting the user to seek out these things themselves.

I feel like there's a general trend on the Internet of homogenization, like you don't see as many personal websites anymore. Of course, a lot of these sites were terrible and boring, but they were still personalized in a way that things really aren't these days. This makes it easier, in that users don't have to learn even the tiny bit of HTML I did in order to put stuff online, so it's not all bad. There's somewhat of a pattern of increased corporate control, but not always in ways I can specifically identify, so it's more of a general feeling on my part. And there's the current obsession with the word "content," as if writing, art, research, music, etc. are all just commodities these days.

Personally, when I make posts on my WordPress, I do so casually, but I want the information to be accurate and fairly thorough. Too often, I'll do a Google search and it will result in the Wikipedia page, some other sites that just copy Wikipedia, stubs on wikis, and unsourced conspiratorial stuff. I realize I could do some more thorough research, as I did learn something about that in school, but it's probably not worth it for a short post that will get maybe ten readers. I just feel that some of this can't be so obscure as to barely register on the whole Internet.
vovat: (zoma)

Last weekend was our trip to Pennsylvania. The original plan was to drive to Pittsburgh on Friday, go to Kennywood on Saturday, and then to Knoebels on Sunday. The thing is, Knoebels was only open for four hours on Sunday. We'd checked it before, but got confused. So instead, we went to Knoebels on Friday, when it was also only open four hours, but late hours rather than early ones. It was also raining on and off all evening. Still, we managed to ride most of what we'd wanted to. It was the first time either of us had ridden a Roll-O-Plane, which they called the Satellite.

They've also installed a Rock-O-Plane, but they haven't trained the employees to operate it as of yet. This is something Beth has been looking into recently, and she told me that these and the Loop-O-Plane are three different kinds of old rides, but the Roll-O-Plane is sometimes called the Salt and Pepper Shakers. I'm not sure how that name makes sense, but I guess the "shake" part is accurate enough. We also rode the Flying Turns, which is sort of a combination wooden roller coaster and bobsled track. On the sled parts, it rides up pretty high on the sides. They had scales set up to make sure the cars balanced out properly. I forget which ride it was that made me feel a little queasy. Beth said the Impulse bothered her, but I was fine with that one. The Antique Cars had a special setup for Halloween, as did the Pioneer Train.

They call this time of year "Hallofun," and while I probably would have included the W, nobody asked me.


Kennywood is 125 years old this year, and has a few attractions that are billed as the last of their kind. The Turtle was closed, but we did ride the Kangaroo for the first time. The gimmick to it is that part of its cycle goes over a ramp to produce a hopping effect. It also makes springing noises.

Noah's Ark is a walkthrough that's also the last of its kind in operation, and we did the Halloween version that was entirely in the dark with people jumping out at you.

I felt they let us in too close to the people in front of us, so most of the scares were spoiled. On the other hand, we could follow their voices, so it was a mixed blessing. Ghostwood Estate is a haunted ride that doesn't only run during Phantom Fall Fest (their name for the Halloween season), where you're supposed to shoot at targets to scare off ghosts. I wasn't very good at it. There's a guy who guides you through it named Lord Kenneth Ghostwood, but did he have that name when he was still alive? There's a new ride called Spinvasion, which has an alien theme and cars that swing while the whole thing spins around.

We walked through two of the haunted attractions, the zombie-filled Kennyville Cemetery and Malice in Wonderland Unleashed. What we didn't get to do was ride the Auto Race, which broke down while we were in line.They had a lot of Halloween decorations, and these prizes at one of the games kind of reminded me of Dragon Quest.

I guess there's nothing particularly DQ-related about spherical creatures, but that's where my mind went.


I had originally wanted to drive maybe halfway home after this, but since it was an exhausting day, we instead stayed in Altoona and went most of the way on Sunday. We did stop on Saturday night at a place called Dean's Diner, after ruling out an understaffed Denny's and a closed Applebee's. I overheard a kid at the diner mention that there was a shooting in Indiana, which is where I went to college. We ate on Saturday afternoon at a cute restaurant called Fox's Diner, which served only breakfast on weekends.

And on Sunday, we had a meal at a surprisingly crowded Perkins. And I guess that's just about it for amusement parks this year, although we do still have tickets to Hersheypark.
vovat: (santa)

I guess I'll write about what I did for Christmas, because I'm sure everybody wants to know. On Saturday, Christmas Eve, Beth and I met my family (my mom, sister, brother, sister-in-law, and nephew) at Jimmy John's in Pennsylvania. This place isn't affiliated with the sandwich chain, and I think actually predates it by a long time.

I'd gone there several times when I was a kid, but not in a long time. Their main thing is hot dogs, and they have thick skins, which took me a little getting used to but I got to like them. They have several model trains set up in the place.

And they sell Desert Storm trading cards, which seems kind of bizarre to me, but what do I know?

All of the presents I gave my nephew Calvin were bug-themed, and my sister gave him a bug thing as well. That was kind of a strange coincidence. I received a Wizard of Oz board game and a DVD of the two Tom and Jerry/Wizard of Oz crossovers. I'd heard about them a while ago, but have never seen them. That evening, we drove through the Night of Lights at Creamy Acres, along with Beth's mom, Uncle John, and cousin Dorothea. I prefer doing that on a wagon, since you really don't get as good of a view in a car, and it's much harder to take decent pictures. They were only running the wagons on certain days, however, and that particular day was so cold that I wouldn't have wanted to ride in one anyway.

The previous night, my fingers had gone totally stiff while I was trying to put air in my tires. Then we watched some Christmas-related television, which I already wrote about.

Presents I received on Christmas Day included the first volume of Kirby Manga Mania, Kirby: Planet Robobot for the 3DS, Edward Einhorn and Eric Shanower's adaptation of Euripides' Iphigenia in Aulis, and a little book of Sports Illustrated swimsuit models, which was...kind of a joke, I think? I'm still not entirely sure. Beth gave me Kindle versions of some books about fairy tales, and today I received some other things from her, a T-shirt with Luigi and some Koopa Troopas, a Mario star light, and a stuffed Polterpup. I also got a Porcupuffer from my brother.

I think the cat in the picture is for Beth, through process of elimination, but it's there anyway because it's cute. Maybe someday I'll be able to get all my Mario stuff organized, but we don't have a whole lot of room.
vovat: (Bowser)

On Thursday evening, we went to see Kevin Geeks Out at the Nitehawk Cinema in Park Slope. That one is more convenient to get to than the one in Williamsburg. Before the show, we got some food at Dog Day Afternoon, a nearby hot dog place. I had the kielbasa with mustard. Kevin Maher's co-host this time was Amber Dextrous, and the theme of the evening was dinosaurs. Kevin started by listing the various types of media stories involving dinosaurs, including the period piece, the period piece with liberties, time travel, dimensional travel, the lost world, and the dinosaur theme park. The liberties usually mean humans living alongside dinosaurs, The Flintstones being the obvious example, but there were plenty of old movies that did the same thing in a less intentionally comedic way. The example for dimensional travel was Land of the Lost, but I actually thought of the Super Mario Bros. Movie, which was addressed later on in the show. For theme parks, Kevin forwent the one everyone knows in favor of the Martin Short film Clifford. I forgot if there were any more categories; I guess dinosaurs on another planet could be one, but that's kind of just the lost world with space travel. Paleontologist Riley Black, who had consulted on the Jurassic Park franchise, did a remote segment discussing prehistoric animals. Corey S. Powell talked about whether dinosaurs and humans could be friends, bringing up Sleestaks, Barney, and Dino. And Chris Cummins had some thoughts on comics featuring dinosaurs, starting with a batshit crazy Chick Tract that I remember talking about before, and also bringing up how DC's Star Spangled War Heroes series eventually started using dinosaurs. He showed some of his favorite dinosaur-related panels, including Fred and Barney talking about participating in a genocide from the gritty Flintstones comic, and the Kool-Aid Man meeting the Purplesaurus Rex.

I'm kind of surprised he didn't include this Spider-Man one that I see a lot online.

The Kindest Cut was something called Pterodactyl Woman from Beverly Hills, with a medicine man turning Beverly D'Angelo into...well, you can figure that out from the title. They finished with a clip from the last episode of Dinosaurs, where Earl accidentally causes the Ice Age and extinction. I actually saw that one when it was new. Incidentally, they showed a few clips from Tammy and the T-Rex before the show, and I thought the dinosaurs from that movie looked similar to the ones from Dinosaurs. I don't think there's any real connection, but it was made during the run of the TV show.


On Saturday, we went to Six Flags Great Adventure. We used to go there kind of a lot, and even had season passes for a few years in the early 2000s, but it's been a while since our last visit. While we went to a lot of amusement parks last year, this wasn't one of them, even though it's fairly close. It's in central New Jersey, so it's about the same distance from where Beth grew up and where we live now. Fright Fest, their Halloween event, had already started, so there were a lot of appropriate decorations, and at night some employees walking around in costume, many of them dragging shovels along the pavement.

If nothing else, that's certainly a grating sound. Perhaps because it's so long before October, the park wasn't all that crowded, and most of the rides had pretty short lines. The longest wait we had was for Wonder Woman's Lasso of Truth, and that was more because of the way the ride works than because there were all that many people waiting; there's no way the lines can't move slowly for something like that.

It's a park that really focuses on roller coasters, and there are a lot of them there. We rode two that hadn't been there on our last visit, the Joker and the Jersey Devil Coaster. The former is one that not only goes along a track but also flips the cars around, while the latter has a narrow track that's quite twisty.

One weird thing about both of these is that they don't have anywhere to temporarily leave loose items while you ride, so Beth and I took turns on them. If the lines had been longer, I probably would have sprung for a locker. Skull Mountain, Nitro, Superman, and the Runaway Mine Train were all the same as they ever were, as far as I could tell.

Batman: The Ride is the same, but they got rid of a lot of stuff to see while waiting in line, and Alfred no longer does the ride announcements. We'd only been on the Dark Knight Coaster once before, but I remember it as having TV screens along the route, and they aren't there now.

Medusa was briefly rebranded as Bizarro, with a new paint job and some relevant decorations added along the track; but it was later restored to how it was before. I have no idea why the rebrand didn't stick, but I like the classic design better anyway. Presumably because it's right next to where the Joker is now, the small coaster Blackbeard's Train is now Harley Quinn's Crazy Train.

It's short, but they ran each load of passengers twice. I don't know if that's standard practice or just because there weren't many people in line. Kingda Ka and El Toro, which apparently both have a lot of problems, were both closed. We've ridden both before, but the former was having technical difficulties when it was new as well. The non-coaster rides we went on that I haven't mentioned yet were Houdini's Great Escape, the SkyScreamer, the Swashbuckler, Justice League: Battle for Metropolis, Cyborg Cyber Spin, the Big Wheel, the Carousel, and Parachute Training Center. I'd never been on the first one, although it's been there for a long time; I don't think I really noticed it before. The seats move up and down a bit, but most of the movement is illusionary, with parts of the room moving around. The SkyScreamer is like the standard swing ride, but goes up a lot higher; while the Swashbuckler is the kind of ride that pushes riders against the outside.

Battle for Metropolis is the kind of ride that's also a game, where you ride along a track and shoot at stuff on screens, with a story involving trying to rescue some captured members of the Justice League from the Joker and Lex Luthor. I don't think we'd been on any rides of this sort prior to this year, when we went on three (this, Toy Story Midway Mania at Disneyland, and Reese's Cupfusion at Hersheypark). By the way, Six Flags seems to have started doing candy promotion themselves in addition to the Looney Tunes and DC Comics stuff, with Mars as their sponsor.

Ferris wheels used to scare me despite being very tame rides, and I think the reason was that, due to the way they have to load, you're just stuck sitting up in the air for a while. Other rides go a lot higher, but don't stay there long enough for you to really absorb it. But the Giant Wheel didn't bother me this time. 


We don't see a lot of plays, but Beth was drawn in by an online ad for Death of a Salesman, so we saw it at the Hudson Theatre on Monday. She didn't really know anything about it, while I sort of did. I think it was something I was supposed to read in high school and didn't, but was able to gather the gist of it from class. Maybe I would have read it if I hadn't had so many other assignments at the same time. Or maybe I was just lazy. I don't know. Anyway, this production has Black actors playing the Loman family, with Wendell Pierce as Willy and Sharon D. Clarke as Linda, both reprising their roles from the recent London production.

Andre De Shields appears as Willy's rich brother Ben, who pretends to be wise but is really just full of crap, kind of like the Wiz.Its critique of measuring success through money and the American dream is still relevant today, although nowadays I'm pretty sure even a more successful traveling salesman wouldn't be able to afford a house in Brooklyn. Before the show, we ate at a nearby family style Italian place, which was quite good, and not that expensive when you consider that we were sharing the entree, baked ziti bolognese.

Okay, I guess that's all there is for now. It's supposed to get a little on the chilly side this weekend, but our building really cranks the heat up starting around the fall, so we'll probably still need fans and such.
vovat: (Autobomb)

Last Thursday, we went to Playland, an amusement park in Westchester County, New York. It's owned by the county, but it's been under new management for a few years, and they got rid of quite a few rides since the last time we were there. To be fair, they also added some, but it often seemed like a downward trade, and some of the newer ones weren't even running that day. It was already a small park, and now there's even less there. We ended up riding most things twice. One of the recent ones, Catch'n Air, is pretty rough and doesn't really do that much, so while it's new, it doesn't feel like a modern ride. The one with the motorcycles that you can raise into the air is pretty cool, although very small.

And why would they keep the Music Express but get rid of the similar but superior Thunder Bolt? I'm sure they had their reasons, but I don't know what they are. There used to be two different dark rides, Zombie Castle and the Flying Witch, really close to each other, and both were so generic that I couldn't have told you what was in which. Only Zombie Castle is there now, and they blurred out some zombie woman painted on the wall behind where you get on.

I really have no idea why, but fortunately I was able to find a picture I took years ago, so you can see what it looked like before.

The most entertaining thing about this ride is the use of old, scratchy voice samples. Another kind of cheesy ride is Ye Old Mill, where you ride a boat through caverns inhabited by gnomes and trolls.

I do think it used to splash you with water towards the end and now it doesn't, but that's probably for the better.

The Derby Racer is a favorite of mine, although I remember it going faster. Whether that's nostalgia or actually true, I couldn't say for sure; but I have to wonder if someone decided a ride with no harnesses or anything running at that speed was unsafe. It was also the first time we rode the Go-Karts or the Bumper Cars, and some people are weirdly competitive on stuff like that.

I feel I should also mention that one of the horses on the Carousel had lost its tail.

I hope Owl doesn't use it as a doorbell. It rained on and off during the day, and the cool part about that was a very visible rainbow. We actually first saw it from the Dragon Coaster, but couldn't take pictures until afterwards.

Speaking of dragons, it seems like the park is now downplaying Coaster, their dragon mascot. He's still there, as on the one sign I shared here, but not as much as he was before.

The other thing we did that's worth writing about was to see Tim Heidecker at the Bell House on Monday night.

His show had two parts, the first being a stand-up routine that he did in character as an angry but clueless right-winger, yelling at the sound guy, fumbling with props, mispronouncing simple names, and saying Justin Trudeau was worse than Hitler. He also did some pretty clever wordplay. After that came his set with the Very Good Band, and while he still made jokes and some of the songs were on the comical side, most of it was pretty straight country-tinged rock.

Vic Berger, the guy whose video edits will forever make me associate Donald Trump with airhorns, played keyboard and some guitar. Tim also did a solo bit where he covered Bob Dylan's 1981 song about Lenny Bruce, and made fun of how lazy the lyrics were.

While in Gowanus, I noticed a picture on a wall of Nefertiti, and a drawing of the Tower Tarot card on the sidewalk

It's way more concrete than most fortunes.
vovat: (santa)

Christmas is over now, even if traditionally there's more than a week of it left. I've noticed that some promotions using the idea of Twelve Days of Christmas use the twelve days BEFORE the twenty-fifth, rather than after. Last week, we went to Tavie's new apartment in the evening and watched a bunch of stuff, some of which I reviewed in my big Christmas media post. She gave me a 3D printed Tin Woodman in Return to Oz style.We went to Beth's mom's house on Thursday night after work, and that week we did our annual viewing of Home Alone. While I don't think either of us would consider that a great movie, it's not a hate-watch either. On Christmas Eve, Dorothea came over, and we watched Christmas Evil and Silent Night, Deadly Night. Beth and I had already seen those (twice in the former case), but Dorothea hadn't. It was surprisingly warm on Christmas Day, which was good in a way because I really don't like getting bundled up to go out, but it can't be good for the plants. Presents I received included a book of They Might Be Giants setlists, a guitar book of country songs, the games Legend of Legacy for DS and I Am Setsuna for Switch, a stuffed Buzzy Beetle and Boom Boom, two Mario T-shirts and a Wizard of Oz one, the Mountain Goats' Ghana, and Molly Crabapple's Drawing Blood.
Most of the stuff I bought for Beth hasn't arrived yet, but I did give her Yoshi's Crafted World, since she really liked Woolly World.

I've always been somewhat of a last-minute shopper, and since I don't know when I'll be able to give presents to my family, I'm delaying even more on those. I've also been trying to not use Amazon for everything, but that's kind of difficult. I mean, there have been albums I tried to buy directly from the band's or label's site, and they just directed me back to Amazon. Anyway, we're back in Brooklyn now.


I played the Toy Day event in Animal Crossing on Friday, which I don't think I'd done before in any version of the game. There's a reindeer named Jingle who shows up and asks you to deliver presents for him, and there's also a toy exchange between neighbors. I think I accidentally gave one of them the same present he gave me, but that's kind of difficult to avoid without a spreadsheet or something, and most of the gifts given are from among the same few toys anyway. I assume Toy Day is a way to acknowledge Christmas without dealing with the religious aspects. Even Santa doesn't actually appear, although Jingle says he works for him.

It must suck when your birthday is also your busiest day of the year.
You can get items from Nook Shopping related to a lot of holidays that aren't otherwise mentioned, including some exclusive to Japan. AC is a game that I kind of feel I should play at least a few times a week, and while that's good in a way, it also means there are a bunch of games that I want to play and still haven't. Last week, I tried to fight the Ice Vellumental in Paper Mario: The Origami King and got clobbered. I have more idea how to proceed next time I try, but those timed puzzles are way more frustrating than anything in AC. So far, I've found the Vellumental battles way harder than the ones with the Legion of Stationery. I've watched a few video game playthroughs online, and I can't help feeling a little guilty that I didn't just play them, even though some of them are difficult to come by and I don't think I'd be very good at them. But it's not like I'm trying to get credit for playing them, more to understand the world-building each game adds. Still, I wish I had more time and energy to devote to actually playing games.

I'm still taking guitar lessons, and Beth bought a book of Christmas songs for me a few weeks ago, and trying them out has been fun. The book includes some more recent stuff that I didn't try playing, including something from The Polar Express and another called "Text Me Merry Christmas," which sounds like a pretty low bar. I mean, I do that with some people, but I'm not trying to get with them. Apparently the song was co-written by the late Adam Schlesinger (continuing the tradition of Christmas songs by Jewish writers) and Kristen Bell sings on it, which makes it seem more legitimate than the title suggests. Beth also said that I should try Duolingo, so I've started with Greek, I guess mostly because I'm a fan of Greek mythology. Of course. classical Greek is different from modern Greek, but apparently not AS different as most languages are from their counterparts over 2000 years ago. But I do remember that the letter psi is the one that looks like a trident, the symbol of Poseidon; and the word for water is nero, like Nereids. I suppose there's no connection to the Roman Emperor of that name; I think "nero" in Latin might mean "black." Then again, in Revelation, the beast associated with Nero is said to have come out of the sea, so who knows? The Duolingo format is kind of weird, because it just jumps right in with translating sentences, admittedly very easy ones at first, but when I took languages in school they'd always start with the basics. There was no overview on verb conjugation, so when that's something I have to do, I often mess it up.
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Another Christmas has come and gone, unless you're someone who celebrates Epiphany. I was thinking a little about holiday depression, partially because of Charlie Brown.

I've heard that it's not true that suicides increase significantly around the December holidays, but I still think they're depressing for many people. And it's probably not just Seasonal Affective Disorder; I used to think I might have that, but I'm not sure I'm any more generally depressed then than in any other month, and I'm probably less depressed overall than I used to be, due to various factors including medication. Then again, I do mentally associate sadness with cold, and winter can be a very frustrating season, what with the ice and snow and such. But I think it's also pretty common to be more aware of your own depression when other people around you seem happy, or when everyone seems to think you're SUPPOSED to be happy. I don't recall this ever hitting me particularly hard around Christmas, though. It's not as much fun now as when I was a kid, but that's probably largely because other people did most of the work then, as well as how I got a whole week off from school. My birthday, though, was always kind of sad for me because hardly anyone acknowledged it, and I didn't have any close friends I could celebrate with. And that's in mid-November, which is also when the cold generally starts setting in, so there might be some kind of subconscious connection there. Charlie Brown felt that the holiday season emphasized the fact that people didn't like him, and I get that. No one even has to actively exclude me; it's just that I don't think I'm important to anyone. But then, a lot of people think they're Charlie Brown.

I also thought of how the Grinch could potentially be seen as having much the same problem; he doesn't want to be invited to the Whos' Christmas celebration, but he hates that they're shoving it in his face.

Not that they necessarily KNOW they're doing that, but it's how he sees it. Of course, his reaction is destructive, but it also leads to his becoming friendlier. Hey, if Christmas spirit can make Skeletor do good deeds, what hope does the Grinch have? I've never seen the Jim Carrey Grinch movie, and while I'm not saying I'll necessarily never see it, I don't have any particular desire to do so. From what I've heard, though, it fits into the somewhat annoying trend of reducing an established villain's motivation to a reaction to some particular childhood trauma. Later movies did the same kind of thing with the Phantom of the Opera, the Wicked Witch of the West, and even Leatherface. Not that I don't think childhood trauma is significant, but most people who experience it don't become serial killers or holiday thieves. Charlie Brown and the Grinch both also have an aversion to conspicuous Christmas consumerism, but most of us other than Kirk Cameron can agree about that. Really, part of why Christmas merchandising in September bothers me isn't because I hate Christmas, but because it kind of cheapens things when you're seeing decorations for almost half the year.


I will say my holiday season this year was pretty hectic. This past weekend, I visited both my parents. My mom made Beth and me a ham and cheese quiche (hadn't had any of that in a while) and cake. At my dad's, my brother and his wife and son (my nephew) came to visit as well, and we exchanged gifts. We also learned how to play Farkle, which is similar to Yahtzee, except you get multiple rolls. There's more risk involved, and as someone who isn't so keen on taking risks, I didn't do so well. Then we drove back up to Brooklyn so we could work on Christmas Eve, and returned to Beth's mom's house that evening. Presents I received included a Carl Barks Donald Duck book, the Hungry Tiger Press edition of L. Frank Baum's John Dough and the Cherub, a CD of Devo's first album, a Mario shirt (which I dropped in the mud when one of my bags ripped, but it should be okay after I clean it), and Radiant Historia, a game I don't know much about but that sounded interesting.

I have a backlog of games I need to try, including some on systems we have but that aren't hooked up. So does Beth, for that matter. I told her she needed to take some time playing video games and wearing dresses, since she has several of both she never uses. I got her Poochy and Yoshi's Woolly World for the 3DS, which seems appropriate as she knits, but also because we seem to mention Poochy more often than most people probably do.

He ain't stupid, you know. And today, I officially started a new job at the place I was already working, but no longer through the temp agency. Busy, busy, busy!


Is it more common nowadays for people to share stuff to the Internet on holidays, or is that based on a misinterpretation or lack of a representative sample on my part? It does seem like, back in the days of e-mail lists, there were rarely any posts on days like Christmas. It's like the unspoken corollary of "Christmas is a time to spend with family" was "and nobody else." I hear a lot about people spending too much time looking at screens, which may be true, but it does help me feel less lonely.
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We've lived in Brooklyn for two Halloweens now, which means we weren't far from Tarrytown, which has a haunted association due to Washington Irving. He gave a valley about two miles from the town the name Sleepy Hollow, and set his tale of the Headless Horseman there. There are a lot of Halloween events there these days, and they sell out quickly. We finally got around to going up there this past weekend, bringing along our friend Stephanie. The two events we attended were Horseman's Hollow and the Great Jack O' Lantern Blaze. The first is a haunted trail that runs through several prop buildings. It's pretty high-budget as far as such things go. I would have liked it better if the people in front of us hadn't been bitching and moaning the entire time, but I think it's impossible to find one of these attractions where you DON'T hear someone either complaining or being snide. The Horseman showed up towards the end, and I think that is a real horse he's on.

The Blaze (not the Glenn Beck network, although I can't help thinking of it when I hear the name), in nearby Croton-on-Hudson, is really impressive.

In addition to plenty of individually carved pumpkins, there are large figures made primarily out of them, including a sea serpent, the Statue of Liberty, a grandfather clock, a circus train, the Pumpkin Zee Bridge (named and modeled after the nearby Tappan Zee Bridge, in case you didn't get it), and even a carousel. The pictures don't show how impressive these things were up close, but I took a lot of them anyway.






We were still using the air conditioner at night not too long ago, but we had to break out the comforter last night. Can't we get something in between for a while? It's usually warm in our apartment because of the heat, but they haven't turned it on yet. Right now, though, I'm using a fan; and I felt kind of hot in a long-sleeved shirt at work.
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The temporary job I've had since January is winding down. The original plan was for it to last through the end of June, but instead it's ending next Wednesday, or maybe even Tuesday. That, and we've been working shortened weeks. That means I'm going to need to find another job pretty soon. This past week, however, it's given me some time to do some other things. All I usually want to do is sit around the house and utilize electronic media, but I did go to Central Park with Beth on Wednesday to hear the New York Philharmonic. It was a free show, which means the lawn was really crowded, but that's not a huge deal in and of itself. What was problematic was that several people near us just wouldn't stop talking loudly throughout the whole thing. To be fair, some of them were kids, but that doesn't excuse the adults who were encouraging the children to be noisy and rowdy. If you just wanted to talk, there are much more comfortable places to do so than on a crowded lawn. I also think two different families kept bringing up the fireworks to their kids, then left before the fireworks. Also annoying was that I was unable to find anywhere to buy a soda. Don't these gatherings usually attract all kinds of vendors?


Yesterday evening, I decided on a whim to go to Nintendo World (I think it's officially called Nintendo NYC now), and I bought a few things there, including a Cheep Cheep and a Blooper. Charles Martinet, the voice of Mario, was doing a signing, and I waited in the line a little bit, but we were pretty much told that we wouldn't be able to get in before the store closed. I wasn't really expecting to, since the website said they were letting people line up hours before he even arrived. Today, I brought my new aquatic Mario toys to the Mermaid Parade in Coney Island. One photographer saw me holding them and took a picture, which was pretty cool.

This was my second time attending the parade, and it was fun despite the rain, which died down after about an hour. And yes, this led to a lot of "must be good for the mermaids" jokes, including one from me. I did have to buy an umbrella at a souvenir store, and was disappointed that it was just plain blue and not Coney-themed.





I took a whole boatload of pictures, but was frustrated when my phone battery had almost died and, while I BROUGHT my spare, I'd forgotten to charge it. I'd wanted to hang around the area a little after the parade, but in the end I didn't bother because I was so flustered. I'd like to be in the parade sometime, assuming it continues (they had some trouble raising enough money for it this year) and that I can get together a costume. Preparation is not my strong point. Anyway, when I got home, I found out the ceiling had leaked, which kind of put my annoyance over phone batteries into perspective. The super says he'll be by tomorrow morning, but I'm not even quite sure what happened. Some of my stuff got wet, and there's ceiling plaster on the floor in one spot that isn't that close to the wet part.
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This past weekend was the thirty-sixth semi-annual Monster-Mania Convention in Cherry Hill. Okay, I think that number also counts the ones in Maryland, but still, it's been around for a while. Two of the main draws advertised on the program are John Cusack and Louise Fletcher, but neither of them did question-and-answer panels. While Beth did once get an autographed picture of Sid Haig some years ago, the lines and the cost are a bit of turn-off for meeting the guests. In retrospect, though, I do kind of wish I'd gotten something from Captain Lou Albano, what with my fascination for the Super Mario Bros. Super Show. Anyway, the first actor whose panel we did see was Kristy Swanson, who was in a whole bunch of stuff in the eighties, including Flowers in the Attic, Ferris Bueller's Day Off, and Wes Craven's story of human-robot friendship Deadly Friend.

She was also in the original Buffy the Vampire Slayer movie, which I did see, although I can't say I remember it very well. My sister rented it once. I never got into the Buffy television show, which was apparently not much like the movie, although I know a lot of people who loved it. After her came Ted White, who played Jason Voorhees in Friday the 13th Part 4; and Kane Hodder, who played the role in the seventh through tenth films.

C.J. Graham, Jason from Part 6, was supposed to be there but was stuck at an in-costume autograph session. White is ninety-one years old, and used to double for John Wayne. The twins from The Shining made a return appearance, along with the guy who played Danny, who is now a college professor.

The last time the twins were there, they only gave very brief answers, but it seems like they stepped up their game a bit. They're still about as English as it's possible to be, though. The next panel had Kane Hodder return with Adam Green, not the guy from the Moldy Peaches, but the creator of the Hatchet films that star Kane as serial killer Victor Crowley.

That's not Kane, just some Victor Crowley cosplay.
He had also made a movie called Frozen some time before the much more famous film of that name came out.

The reunion for The Karate Kid had Ralph Macchio, William Zabka, and Martin Kove.

That wasn't a horror movie, of course, but sometimes stars of other films manage to sneak in (not literally), and I generally don't mind. I'm still not sure what the big deal was about Boondock Saints, though. Oh, well. The most crowded panel we attended had three of the stars of Stranger Things, and while Beth watched the first season of that, I only saw the first episode.

I feel kind of bad that the room cleared out quite a bit after that session when there was another one after it for John Carpenter's The Thing.

Wilford Brimley was there, but I'm actually not sure where he was sitting; he wasn't behind the table with the others. It's weird how people of later generations often know actors for things other than their acting; I've seen The Thing, but Brimley is probably always going to be the Quaker Oats guy in my mind, sort of like how I knew Jane Fonda had exercise tapes before I'd heard anything about her having acted. The last panel ended an hour earlier than usual, so we had more time to get to Friendly's for dinner, as we pretty much always do. They have the all-you-can-eat shrimp again, and while it wasn't as good that night as it sometimes is, I still enjoyed it.

So what else? There's supposed to be a snowstorm tomorrow, even though it was warm several days last week. From what I've heard, work is still going to be open, but it sounds like the subways won't be running, so I might have to take the day off anyway. I guess I'll see for sure in the morning. I'm never quite sure how I'm supposed to prepare for snow, but we have enough toilet paper and don't drink milk. Well, okay, Beth takes Half and Half in her coffee, and that's similar. And we watched Star Trek VI tonight, so a review should be forthcoming. Also in the works are somewhat new looks at aging in Oz, Toad from the Super Mario Bros. games, and the newest Magnetic Fields album. I wonder if anyone will read them.
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I haven't written a post here in a while, and I'm not sure many people even remember that LiveJournal still exists, but I thought I might do a life update of sorts. For one thing, I received the pictures I commissioned from Becca, who's really cool and has been having a difficult time of things recently. She drew a picture of Beth with Wally (who's actually sitting on me right now, but I don't know how long he'll stay), and one of Glinda and Ozma.


Yesterday, I went with Beth and Tavie to the Guggenheim Museum, where today is the last day you can get a free year-long membership with a New York City ID from 2015. They're currently renovating a lot of it, so there were quite a few closed spaces, and you couldn't go all the way down the spiral. I'm sure that, as a kid, I would have just wanted to run down that without more than a cursory glance at the exhibits. My parents won't let me forget about the time we went to Ausable Chasm and I ran through as much of it as possible, heedless of the fact that this was really dangerous. I did get some pictures of people working on exhibits down on the bottom floor.

I have to wonder what the purpose of the decapitated panda is. They had a Kandinsky exhibit that I quite liked; I'm not always that big on abstract art, but his paintings are just so colorful and active.

I also thought that this water fountain looked like something from a fairy tale castle.

Yeah, I know the fountain wasn't on display, but I tend to notice side details like that. It's like how, when I'd go to theme parks as a kid, I was fascinated by how minor aspects were made to fit the theme of a particular area, and somewhat bothered when they didn't fit. I remember reading that one reason Walt Disney insisted on the underground passages at Walt Disney World was that it took people out of the fantasy when costumed employees had to walk through the wrong part of the park, like an astronaut in Frontierland. Honestly, though, that probably would have just amused me, like when people wear Starfleet uniforms to the Renaissance Faire and pretend they've gone back in time.

After the museum, we met Stephanie at a Greek restaurant and had dinner there. I had seafood and pasta with tomato sauce, which kind of seems more Italian than Greek, but they are pretty close to each other. There are a lot of similarities between food from different Mediterranean nations. My taste in food is mostly pretty mundane. I like pizza, pasta, shrimp, and hot dogs. I'm not as big on burgers as my wife is, but I still enjoy them, especially when I can get them with a cheese other than American. I can usually find something I like at just about any restaurant, though. My main issues are that I won't eat anything too spicy, I don't much care for onions and peppers, and potatoes and rice aren't that agreeable to me unless they have enough other flavors mixed in (which means I'll generally eat them fried, because pretty much all fried food tastes about the same). I realize I'm a really picky eater, but I think I'm getting better. I gave Beth part of the salad that came with my meal (hers didn't come with one), but I actually thought it was pretty good for a salad. Pretty much everything came with feta cheese, which has a good flavor to it.

I just recently learned that there's an Oz Convention in Philadelphia this year, so it would be kind of silly if I didn't go to it. I'm seriously considering going to the one in Oregon as well; the rates actually went up today, but not by that much. A bigger concern is whether I should take Beth, who's not into Oz stuff, but I do like sharing my interests with her. I go to the Monster-Mania Convention with her, and have learned to appreciate the horror genre, but those conventions are a lot cheaper. On the other hand, you don't get meals there. The last time I went to one of the Oz Club's conventions was in 2000, and I enjoyed them a lot back then. That's not to say there weren't slow parts, but usually I could find something to read or otherwise check out during those. There are so many stories I started reading at conventions that I wish I could find again.

While I read all of Mari Ness's Oz reviews and am currently keeping up with her write-ups on Disney animated films and their source material, I wasn't aware until this week that she reviewed the Chronicles of Narnia five years ago. Reading her thoughts and the comments made me want to write some more about Narnia, but looking back through my previous posts on the series, I've already covered just about everything I can think of. It happens to me every so often that I think I have a good idea for a post, then I find I've already written it. The Narnia series is one I grew up enjoying and still do, but I've also found quite a bit about it objectionable or just plain sloppy. It was pointed out a few times in Mari's posts and the comments on them how small Narnia is, both in terms of land area and how long it lasted. While not explicitly stated in the books, C.S. Lewis' timeline indicated that the entire world lasted a mere 2555 years from creation to destruction. I noted in my brief review of The Last Battle when I re-read it ten years ago that the Narnian apocalypse came across as fairly small-time and unnecessary. The ape and his donkey partner in a lion skin were not at all threatening, but apparently Aslan thought their playing a trick was enough to wipe out the whole place. But then, attempts to end a popular series are rarely very convincing to the fans. Just ask L. Frank Baum or Sir Arthur Conan Doyle (you know, if they were still alive and able to be asked anything).

I had an interview on Thursday for a temporary assignment, and while I don't want to go into too much detail on a public post, it sounded promising. Most of the snow in the area has been cleaned up by now, but the intersections always seem to be particularly bad. There was even a New York Times article about it. Oh, and I guess this Thursday is when I'll see Jenny Lewis, so that's something to look forward to.
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We actually had something to do on both Saturday and Sunday, which is kind of unusual. On Saturday, I had to go to Flushing Meadows to take a civil service test for Paralegal Aide positions. I'm not sure how well I did, as it seemed a little more difficult than most such tests. Afterwards, I met up with Beth to visit the Queens Botanical Garden, which is really quite small, and a lot of the gardens were closed for winter anyway.

Not that it felt like winter; I found myself carrying my jacket because it was too warm while wearing it. As much as I like being able to go outside without a jacket, it does make me concerned for the future. Like, are we all going to burn to death next summer? We'll all take turns; I'll get mine too.

Regardless of the unseasonable warmth, not too much was in bloom, but there were a few roses still intact.

After the gardens, we visited the old site of the 1939 and 1964 World's Fairs at Corona Park. They Might Be Giants filmed their video for "Don't Let's Start" at the New York State Pavilion from the '64 fair, which is still there, but you can't go in it anymore.

Well, at least you couldn't when we were there.

It looked like they were doing renovations, which means they probably got rid of that chipped-up map.

Both Johns from TMBG visited the fair when it was a going concern, as did my dad and Beth's mom. All my mother-in-law will say about it is how uncomfortable her shoes were, though. Right near there is the Queens Museum, which had an exhibit about both fairs.

It's pretty fascinating, largely because I don't think they would ever have anything like that these days. I mean, nations and corporations getting together to present an optimistic view of the future? Who'd put money into that in our current climate? I guess Epcot Center preserves a lot of the feel. It's interesting that they still have the Omnisphere and some other stuff fifty years later.

I compared some maps of the fairgrounds to what's there now, and apparently there's a skate park where the Astral Fountain used to be. There's a message in that, but I'm not totally sure what it is. Another exhibit at the museum showcased the work of Zhang Hongtu, a Chinese artist who moved to New York in 1982. His art combines Chinese themes and criticism of the hypocrisy involved in Chinese communism.

We ate that evening at Kane's Flushing Diner, which wins points with me because they had free refills on soda and gave us garlic bread before the meal.

Yesterday was our friend Stephanie's annual holiday party. She knows a lot of people, so there were quite a few guests there we didn't know, but a few we did. It was held at a bar in Park Slope that has both indoor and outdoor parts, but due to the unseasonable warmth, we mostly stayed outside. It did get a little chillier after an hour or so, but never that bad. We won a few prizes for answering trivia questions.

I had a dream a few nights ago that John Flansbugh of TMBG and his wife Robin Goldwasser were my neighbors, but I was too nervous to speak to them. Not that I usually talk to my neighbors anyway, but I have to suspect that would be really awkward, especially if I ever wanted to listen to any of their music. Not to mention that I've heard quite a bit about TMBG fans who really didn't respect the band members' boundaries. Still, it's not like I've ever had even remotely famous neighbors in the past. Well, okay, the woman who lived across the street and dated my dad for a while wrote some children's books that are fairly well-regarded, so maybe that counts. The dream I can remember from last night involved my being asked to go to school (I guess it was high school) in the middle of the night to test some software. It turned out there were a whole bunch of people there and I had to wait in line. And even though I came alone, Beth and Tavie also showed up for some reason, as did our cats.
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For anyone who's been following this journal recently, Reagan seems to have gotten her appetite back. She wasn't eating for a while, which is unusual for her. When the vet tested her blood, she said Rea was diabetic. Further tests indicate that this probably isn't the case, but for some reason her blood sugar spikes when she's at the vet's, I guess due to stress. I knew that could affect blood PRESSURE, but not blood sugar. We'll have to keep an eye on her, though. We hadn't noticed that she'd been drinking a lot of water, although she usually drinks when we're not looking anyway. The thing is, we still don't know what was actually wrong, because even if she were diabetic, I don't think it would explain why she'd sniff at food she normally likes and then turn away.

Hey, did you know there's a lot of snow in my area? It seems like, when it snows, that's all anyone can talk about. And now I'm talking about it, so I guess I don't have much business complaining. It's not ALL I'm talking about, though, so...I don't know. I feel that the people plowing the roads tend to do a half-assed job, but I'm not sure how they could do it better. So many roads around here have such a narrow strip of road plowed that cars can only go one way at a time on a two-way street. I suppose it's because plowing a larger section would have meant contended with parked cars, but I do wish someone had removed the snow from the curb. A few days ago, I ended up parking a long way away, because all the spaces on my block were either occupied or filled with snow. I got yelled at by some guy across the street who didn't want me parking in front of his house, because HE cleaned it out for HIS car. While I can appreciate that to a certain extent, he was legally in the wrong, as the curb space in front of his house doesn't belong to him. A lot of people put out their trash cans so no one else can park in front of their homes, but where do they get off doing that? It's not part of their property, and any town resident is allowed to park there. Besides, if you own the house, don't you have access to the driveway? As a renter, I don't, and I have to park somewhere. Fortunately, the snow is melting now, but who knows when the next snowstorm will arrive? Besides, when the plows pile it up on the sides of the road, it takes longer to melt. Parking lots will have huge mounds of snow that don't go away until, like, July. They have to put the snow somewhere, but aren't there better places for that? Snow has been around for longer than humanity has, yet we still haven't figured out how to deal with it. I'm all for hibernation, personally. And bears basically become diabetic when they hibernate, so this post has sort of come full circle.
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Our cat Reagan seems to be under the weather, and I don't mean that literally, although with all the snow we've been having recently that would also be pretty bad. No, when [livejournal.com profile] bethje and I were in bed on Sunday morning, we heard a cat repeatedly throwing up, and assumed it was Wally because he has a habit of eating too fast and vomiting. Wally seemed all right, though, while Rea was hiding. She came out later in the day, but was lethargic and wouldn't eat, and we're talking about a cat who's pretty much always hungry. She went back to becoming active in the next few days, but still wouldn't eat, even when we put food she normally likes right in front of her nose. She'd just sniff at it and turn away. We took her to the vet last night, and she couldn't see anything obviously wrong, but did take some bloodwork and give Rea an antibiotic. This was quite expensive; they really need to expand Obamacare to cover cats. The vet also gave us some high-calorie cat food with a consistency like pudding, and Rea ate a little of that, but not too much. We'll have to wait until Friday for the results of the bloodwork, but I hope she gets better soon!

I'm supposed to work tomorrow evening, but with the weather as it's been I'm not sure I'll be able to. I guess we'll see what happens. I don't think I can be disciplined for calling out when there's a state of emergency, even though the store never closes for them.

I just remembered this morning that today is the Megaworm's birthday. The Megaworm is something my dad came up with when I was a kid, and for some reason I decided its birthday was on 13 February. I also decided Winnie-the-Pooh's father was a giant bear named Beartish who lived on the Sun. The imagination of a child can be a strange thing.
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Okay, I guess I might as well write a personal post. Hurricane Sandy did hit my area, but didn't do much damage. We did lose power for about thirty-six hours and Internet for longer than that, which was annoying, but hardly of the magnitude that other people experienced. Work was actually closed for quite a while, due to a power outage. Nice break, but I do need some money. What I'm worried about is getting gas, which looks to still be difficult around here. Last Thursday night, I took [livejournal.com profile] bethje down to her family's house in South Jersey, and there weren't any lines or anything at the Wawa. Strange how uneven that sort of thing is. And now they say another storm is coming, probably because some states legalized gay marriage. No, seriously, it's a northeaster, and we might get snow. Isn't it a little early for that?

Didn't end up doing anything to celebrate Halloween, which kind of sucks, but what can an adult do if they don't get invited to parties? I guess there's always handing out candy, but I haven't lived anywhere that was practical in some time. They actually postponed trick-or-treating to Monday night in many parts of New Jersey, and I saw some kids out when I was driving Beth home from work. None of them came to our place, which is good, as we live on the second floor with the entrance in the back, and I wouldn't expect trick-or-treaters to know that.

Yesterday, I was afraid I wouldn't be able to vote, because I came across some form I was supposed to mail in to validate my address change, and I apparently never did. Turns out that I was worried for nothing, though, as I was indeed registered up here. I voted before work, and there wasn't much of a wait. I must say I'm relieved by the results of the presidential election, since I like Obama and think Romney would have been a step backwards in terms of many policies. Obama isn't perfect, but the last thing we need now is an extension of top-down economic planning (which we already have, I know, but at least Democrats tend to be somewhat more willing to look at the poorer among us as well).

Overall, I've been pretty depressed recently, for various reasons. I'm usually depressed around this time of year, but there are some specifics this time that I don't want to get into here.
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It's strange how non-motivating having a lot of free time really is. It's basically what I longed for when I was working, but it's not all it's cracked up to be. I can use the heat as an excuse for not getting anything done, but that only goes so far. It is pretty bad, though, especially living in the upstairs part of a house as we do. And when I say I'm not accomplishing much, that counts things I'm doing just for fun. So what have I been doing? Aside from sweating, I've done some reading and played some video games. I'm still playing Sims 3, although I'm thinking I could use another expansion pack. Unfortunately, those cost money. So do the new Oz books put out by Tails of the Cowardly Lion and Friends. There was recently a Royal Podcast of Oz with Chris Dulabone, founder of the publishing house, which was pretty interesting. While the quality of the books they release varies, I appreciate Chris's desire to put out Oz books by many different hands. I can also identify with his desire for at least a basic continuity between them. And hey, I liked Bucketheads in Oz, although I agree that the sheer number of characters means some get pushed into the background.

On Wednesday, [livejournal.com profile] bethje and I celebrated Independence Day by going with some friends to an Indian restaurant. Makes sense, right? I will mention that, even though I asked for mild food, what I had was still a little too much on the hot side for me. I'm not really that familiar with Indian food as a whole, but I do like naan. Maybe next time I should just get a lot of that. {g} After dinner, Beth and I took a train to Hoboken to see the fireworks, but ended up not having a very good view. Oh, well. By the way, the Fourth was also the 150th anniversary of Lewis Carroll first telling the story that would become Alice's Adventures in Wonderland.

Last night, I finally got around to watching the newest Futurama episode, "The Thief of Baghead." In this one, Bender becomes a paparazzo, which is something Homer Simpson has also done before. That said, while that part of the premise might have been totally non-futuristic, the stuff with Langdon Cobb definitely was. I've found that the weaker episodes of the show are the ones that don't really use the science fiction theme in their plots, and I know I'm not the only one who thinks that, so the plot device of Cobb being a quantum lichen was appreciated. Also to the episode's credit, Bender being the last person to still use film and Cobb's fungal guard dog became significant later on. For what it's worth, I have a feeling we haven't seen the last of Calculon. If nothing else, I suppose he can load his brain into another body. So yeah, a pretty good episode.
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It's actually not totally calm, as it's already raining. I haven't been outside yet, though, so I'm not totally sure what it's like out there. I guess I'll find out when I leave for work in two hours. It would be nice if work closed, but I know that's not going to be the case. They never close for anything. Yesterday was crazy, with people trying to buy water and flashlights. Also potato chips, apparently, based on the status of that section of the store. I've never been down with emergency preparation shopping myself, but maybe those people will have the last laugh when I'm sitting here with no electricity or potato chips. I do have to wonder why everyone waits until the last minute to go into a shopping frenzy, though. And why didn't they already own flashlights? Have they never lost anything under the bed before? Anyway, they've totally shut down the shore communities, but I don't think it's supposed to be as bad this far inland. I hope the power doesn't go out, but that kind of seems like a petty concern. Regardless, I should probably finish this entry while we still have electricity.

All right, enough about the weather. Honestly, it bugs me how, when there's supposed to be some kind of storm coming up, that's all people will talk about. And it's not like they actually have anything to say. Nor do I, and I'm doing the same thing. So I'll take things back to Thursday, when [livejournal.com profile] bethje and I walked on the boardwalk in Ocean City (the one in New Jersey, not the one in Maryland). It rained on and off, but fortunately it was mostly off while we were there. Pretty uneventful for the most part, except for our encounter with a couple who were planning on getting married on Saturday, but they had to cancel and do it right then instead. They were inviting anyone who came by to attend, so we observed the beach wedding of two people we didn't know at all. I believe their names were Brent and Carol.

And then there's this.

Futurama - Cold Warriors - This one, in which Fry inadvertently brought back the long-dead common cold, was quite good. It was one that had flashbacks to Fry's old life in the twentieth century interspersed throughout, and I thought that worked well. Fry's dad is always amusing. I have to wonder that Fry managed to live in the future for ten years or so before catching a cold, but I guess we'll have to let that go. He also didn't know about Parade Day until "Ghost in the Machines," even though they'd presumably had it every year. I was kind of disappointed that, when Zapp Brannigan put the quarantine sheet over all of Manhattan, there was no reference to the similarity to the dome in the Simpsons Movie. Overall, though, it had a clever plot that made use of the future setting, and was funny throughout, so I give it high marks. Well, I would if I gave marks, anyway.
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Hello, readers. At the time I'm writing this, it's 2:34 PM on a Sunday. I have to leave for work in half an hour, I can't stop coughing, it's raining, and the power refuses to stay on. What an auspicious beginning to the day. Anyway, [livejournal.com profile] bethje and I had originally planned to go to Ocean City yesterday evening, but it was raining then too, and by the time it had abated it was already night. So instead we walked on the Boardwalk at Atlantic City. I wish I could think of things we could do as a couple that didn't involve wearing out my legs by walking, but I'm rather incompetent in that respect. What do the rest of you attached people do for fun together (aside from sex)?

I keep having dreams where I really want to play video games, and that kind of carries over into my waking life. I have several games that I've started, and some others I haven't even checked out yet. I guess I'm sort of waiting for my Certified Archivist test to be over, even though it isn't like I'm spending every free moment I have studying. I've done some studying, but it's really hard to tell what's important information from the sources I have. Also, I feel like I shouldn't get started on a game until I'm finished catching up on the Internet. No beer until you finish your tequila!

Speaking of Futurama, here's a review of the most recent episode:

Futurama: Fry Am the Egg Man - The part of this one with Fry hatching an egg was kind of amusing, but mostly struck me as not too original. Even the Futurama wiki mentions the similarity to the Simpsons episode "Bart the Mother," with Bart taking care of orphaned eggs only to find out that they were actually monsters, but he wanted to protect them anyway. I think that's part of why this episode had a "been done before" feeling. That said, I liked the beginning with the bizarre menu items at Fishy Joe's and the trip to the farmers' market, and I feel it picked up again once it reached the Scotland-like planet of Doohan 6. By the way, can anyone who's played Dungeons & Dragons tell me whether there's any significance to the Monster Manual identifying a Bone Vampire as a Type J, which Amy immediately understands but no one else seems to? A quick Google search revealed mentions of Type J treasures and poison in D&D, but not monsters.

I guess that's about it. I have a feeling, however, that as soon as I get to work, I'll think of something else I wish I'd included in the post. I guess I can always write another one.

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