A Young (Fill in the blank - actor's name)

It is always surprising to see an early work by an actor you thought you knew.


Today, I watched  Weird Science, a classic John Hughes movie from 1985.  For those that don't know it, two geeky teenaged boys build their idea of a perfect woman, and in a typical 80's way she helps them overcome the high school bullies and go on to be popular themselves.


This was nothing new to me. We've all seen movies like this.  However, I pause and check after I thought I recognized a face.  Yup... that's a VERY young Bill Paxton playing the older brother of one of the boys.  


Now I feel old!

Four years

Today was one of those days that started out so lovely, and ended in hell.

It is a Monday, which I actually like.  My day is busy from the moment I get to work until the moment I leave.  It makes the day go fast, and I really feel like I'm earning my paycheck.  However, shortly after I got to work I discovered that my boss scheduled my annual evaluation for mid-morning today.

My first thought was "I don't have time for this."

My second was "Can I tell her to fuck off, and still keep my job?"

I got busy, trying to work even harder than normal in order to stay ahead of the game.  Shortly after, she reschedules the evaluation for "later in the day".  As far as I am concerned, she can push it off indefinitely.  See, sometime today, I realized that this is my 4th anniversary with the company.  I guess I'm just superstitious, but I can't help but compare it with my OTHER favorite job.  I worked for a library for four years, the first three of which I was deliriously happy.  Unfortunately, the last year didn't work so well for me.  The day of my 4th evaluation with the library, I sat down with my boss and listened to her report on my work.  When she was done, I thanked her for her time, and then handed in my notice.

I really don't want to do that with this job.  But the parallels are there. The job has changed; the environment has become toxic.  We are leaching employees, stress is high, and overall it is hard to ignore the mood in the department.

Please let me get through this year.  Things will get better, they always do.

SPACE

Saturday afternoon, Joe and I attended  S.P.A.C.E  (Small Press and Alternative Comics Expo).  Originally we went in order for me to pick up a kickstarter reward.  However, we were pleasantly surprised at the size of the show, and the number of comics/art offered.  Most of the tables were filled with professional-looking offerings. Some were annoying in their attempts to sell.  Only one table had typical "DC Press" type comic books, which we were happy to ignore :)  (One table had a book in which the author illustrated Moby Dick - every single page of it.  This glorious book was a monster, and I wish we had walked in with more money.)  I was able to pick up a birthday present for a friend, and a few little comics I really couldn't walk away from.  More importantly, I picked up business cards at just about every table, in order to revisit their work later when I have more money.

If you have the time/inclination, check it out next year.  We'll definitely be back!

Thank you, Skeeve

When I was much younger, and just testing my feet in the adult dating world I met a man who was both the best and worst boyfriend I ever had.  We only actually dated for a couple of weeks, but the sex was really good, and so we became fuck buddies.  He was my best friend until I met my first husband.

Skeeve and I met at a party I attended with a friend. I felt quiet, and shy, and tried to hide in the corner. He wouldn't let me, and we spent the entire party in his room, talking about everything under the sun.  When we did start dating, I'm sorry to say I was a pretty crappy girlfriend. I'm ashamed of some of the stuff I pulled on him.  Sometime during the dating/sex phase, he taught me about loving more than on person, and how that is ok, and how these feelings I had were ok, and I wasn't cheating on him by feeling lustful to another person.

Ten years pass, during which time I meet my first husband, get married, lose contact with Skeeve, and do a hell of a lot of growing up.  It wasn't until I met my second husband that I learned about being polyamorous.  The first husband and I always knew we would never be monogamous, but it was a revelation to find that there was an entire culture to the idea of loving more than one person.

To this day, I still credit Skeeve with who I am today.  I do not think I would have married David, or Joe, or had some wild times inbetween.

Skeeve - if you are out there, and you read this: I love you, and thank you.