Variations on a Theme
Went to see Trek again tonight, Missy and I taking along our mom for a little post Mother’s Day outing. Mom loves to see those types of movies but I’m a huge she-nerd, and usually the first one in line, clutching my ticket and clamoring to see the sci-fi/comic book movie du jour. Missy likewise being of the sci-loving persuasion, we’ve often seen the really big movies early on. Trek had enough humor and Michael Bay-ish explosions to be replay-worthy, so I took another pass at it. Plus, seeing it in Imax was fabulous (love those “buttkicker” subwoofers).
We came out after two hours penned up in a dark room watching things explode in space, only to find that we too were about to explore a strange new world: The line to the women’s bathroom was non-existent. The line to the men’s room was out the friggin’ door and around the corner.
Missy was the first to pick up on this glaring unbalance in the force.
“Are *we* on a different planet now??”
A few others in the crowd, even one of the guys, commented on how thoroughly bizarre this scenario was. Either the men in the crowd collectively decided to hydrate the hell out of themselves in anticipation of the cinematic marathon - if you haven’t seen it yet, it clears the two hour mark without breaking a sweat - or otherwise, the women in the crowd were ridiculously (and sadly) outnumbered.
This brought us to another interesting conversation. Missy and I are both Nerdettes: that rare breed of western female that not only knows what a Tribble, a Wookie, and a Cylon are, we actually love the realm of sci-fi and fantasy, and seek it out whenever possible. We have favorite episodes of Trek and Stargate. We fight over who is the best incarnation of The Doctor (It’s totally David Tennant. Deny this and you are forever banned from this blog. Just sayin’.) We get most of the jokes leveled at the boys in “The Big Bang Theory”, and even take exception to a few.
According to Missy’s co-workers, this makes us somewhat akin to a blue rose. Those girls just don’t exist… do they?
Yes. Yes we do. Allow me to demonstrate.
I know that new comic books come on Tuesday, and that Million Year Picnic is the best little comic book nook in the City of Cambridge. I know that Adamantium hurts like hell on installation, but like fresh new ink, is way worth the suffering involved to get it. I know that Tattooine has twin moons, that TARDIS is short for Time and Relative Dimension in Space, on Barcelona the dogs have no noses, and that as one might suspect, anything batshit weird is bound to come out of Wales. I know that Daniel Jackson was totally right about the pyramids, and that sometimes you just have to burn out a ZPM to get the job done. I know PAX is not just the latin word for peace, but the English Acronym for PENNY ARCADE EXPO. I know you really need to be sure where your towel is at, and Vogon poetry will kill you if you let it. I know that Vorlons CAN in fact exist outside of their encounter suit, Daleks can’t exist outside of theirs, and that in some very special cases, spaceships can have babies. I know how to turn on the XBox, the TV AND the receiver, and how to play Super Puzzle Fighter like a champion (although it’s WAY better on original Playstation.) Don’t challenge me to a game. You don’t stand a chance, trust me.
Damn it feels good to be a gangsta…
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Ummm….. at the risk of being banned from the blog faster than you can say quantum singularity…..I have to say that, well….. I think Christopher Eccleston edges out David Tennant as The Doctor……. David Tennant is Scottish right???? hehe. Ahh heck, you won’t ban me would ya??? You love me.
Oh. No I’m sorry you must be banned ha ha! Now you *too* will have to read my blog on a tiny phone screen every day. Hahaha!
C’mon… how is he *not* hotter than Christopher Eccleston?? Just those EARS! Madre dios!
OH! We’re talking HOT and not acting ability….hehehehe…. I see…. well, truth of the matter is, he *is* hotter than Eccleston, however, I tend to like the originals…..sooooo Tom Baker would edge out Eccleston (whew…dating myself there)… And yes… I do know that Baker was not the original…he’s MY original (I’m not THAT old haha). As for hotness….. yes, Tennant wins the category. Hehe, actually they’d go in order of hotness… Baker, Eccleston and Tennant (am I back in??? I don’t have a phone that gets to the internet. sigh).