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Attention ebenbrooks, I re-watched "The Road to El Dorado" while in a very un-prickly mood and enjoyed it quite a lot. I still think Miguel looks like you.


Recently there was a controversy about SF conventions and if they were doomed because so many younger fans are brought in by gasp! MEDIA. This trend probably got it start when Star Trek's original series made its debut. But in true "Get out of my yard, you damn kids!" fashion, some elder literary fans have been predicting the death of SF conventions because oh noes, no one is reading classic SF anymore!

My question is, since it was getting stale and offensive when I myself was a teenager, why would we? I know someone wrote a really good column about that, so moving on....

I don't think it's fair that some purists place literature on a higher pedestal than TV or film. I mean, Babylon 5 anyone? Recently there has been a huge bounty of intelligent SF/Fantasy/Horror on TV. Sense8 on Netflix really made me want to growl at the "literary classics or you are not an SF/Fantasy fan" crowd.

Aside from the wealth of superhero shows on basic cable and Netflix, there is now a lot of short films on YouTube and Vimeo. I watched one on YouTube this morning, called "6th World", made by a Navajo producer and director, with Navajo actors.

Because of digital books, authors can now present their work in very professional formats without the hassle of agents and publishing companies. I've read some really good novels that way. (Also some really bad ones, but that's the risk you take.)

SF and fantasy still needs conventions. Perhaps it needs them even more, because we have more to choose from than ever.

Today I....

Worked from home half the day, drafting an attorney's fee application.

Made the elaborate potato casserole Mandel requested for our Thanksgiving dinner tomorrow.

Helped Steve get the filling together for the apple pie (baked in a cast iron skillet) we are also taking to dinner tomorrow.

Did my laundry.

Had an acquaintance from FaceBook over at the house. Before that, Steve and I did a quick and dirty tidy of the main room, which now looks so much better.

Now it's time to get in bed and rest up for the long day tomorrow. We're going up to Phoenix, and while that's a 90 minute drive, we're going to be roasting the turkey when we are there. Mandel already has that and the stuffing at his place. The stuffing is a brand called Mrs Cubbison's, which I had never heard of until I moved to the west coast. We always used Stovetop or made potato-sausage stuffing from scratch.

New job, day one

I did a full day working with KC, and he was wowed by how much stuff I get done. He's kind of hyper, so my task is to stay on track. I work at the dining room table for the moment, with his brindle boxer dog Lena wandering around and getting slobber on me. I love dogs, so that's just fine. Except I might be allergic to her; I'm sniffling and blowing my nose a lot.

The goal, however, is for me to work remotely. Between professional Dropbox, Rocketmatter.com (a cloud-based software for law offices), and leaving my professional Gmail open, I should be able to only come downtown once or twice a week. The only problem with that is Chug. Chug wants to be with me All The Time, which is fine if I'm just puttering on the internet for fun and a little work, but not when we are trying to get bankruptcy documents filed on PACER.

Yanksgiving is Thursday, and we're going to Negativsteve's Orphan Thanksgiving up in Phoenix. Steve and I are doing the cooking. We're bringing up an apple pie, a potato/onion/cheese delight I got from Seba O'Kiley (the Southern Fried Kitchen Witch), and a cucumber salad. Also Steve's finished and seasoned by hand cast iron cookware and possibly the propane stove we keep out in our enclosed patio, we haven't decided yet. Yes, we are hardcore enough to bring our own stove.

New Job!

I now have yet another "called out of the blue and offered a job" job. Actually this one did involve an interview at lunchtime at Bruegger's Bagels. I was called an hour later to say I had the job.

Long story very short, the attorney I'll call Konor is striking out on his own after 15 years of white-shoe firms. He does financial law and has three cases already on the go. He's doing the Lincoln Lawyer thing, going to his clients with no office since everything is accessible from the cloud. I can definitely work in that kind of environment, so as long as I have his cloud-based legal software on my laptop and Microsoft Office I'm good to go. I'll be telecommuting a lot, so I am overjoyed about that. That will save me on gas since of course he's downtown. He is planning on getting an actual office at some point, and I've been involved in the whole "find an office and set it up for clients" thing before. I have plenty of ideas.

I start Monday.

Recovering creativity

I haven't done so much as write fanfiction in well over a year. I've barely touched my harp or strumstick. Today I decided to take some measures to have a program to get my imagination and creativity back.

To this end, I've printed out The 7 Week Life Cleanse, which you can Google and find for yourself. It's about prioritzing and making room for what you actually want your life to be filled with. I do have two time drains in the form of my daily 90 minute round trip to work and the amount of time I really should be spending in the gym. I don't count work as a time drain; getting paycheques are a very nice thing. We'll see how this goes.

I'm also thinking of getting the new $49 dollar Kindle Fire. It has expandable memory, and that is key. My main concern then is finding homes for my 10 inch Samsung tablet and my current Kindle Paperwhite. Inquire here if interested.

I finished reading two books, so that made me feel accomplished. Overall this was kind of a distressing day. It was chilly and rainy, and I had a pretty bad anxiety attack. I took my Ativan and fell asleep with my boy cats beside me and woke up feeling better. Now I just have this nagging headache to deal with.

Job interview tomorrow.

Dies and is ded

I haven't been writing in this LJ as often as I wanted. I feel worse about that than I thought I would

I did my usual Army weekend this past weekend with the enthusiasm I usually feel these days. No one told me to do a makeup APFT (Army Physical Fitness Test) because we had a huge SRP. I did have to be weighed and taped--and I passed. I so did not expect that to happen.

Saturday was slow at the SRP, but Sunday was an absolute zoo. We did 16 wills, and that's without the specific legal software we're supposed to have.

I did make it to Friday night Shabbat service at Temple Emanu-el in San Diego. I've noticed that if there's a Reform temple in a city, chances are it'll be called Temple Emanu-el. If there are several Reform temples, one of them will definitely bear that name. This Temple Emanu-el is kind of the Jewish chapel for SDSU. It's half the size of the temple here in Tucson, and the service was definitely oriented to a student crowd. The female rabbi played guitar and led the singing. The male rabbi played a Magein David-shaped tambourine. People did the wave to one of the upbeat hymns. Another one was sung in Hebrew to the tune of Bob Marley's "Redemption Song". Rabbi Devorah invited those who knew the original version to sing it with her in English and I think I was the only one doing it.

It was an energetic, happy, Kabalat Shabbat, but it was also more than a little weird. Still glad I went.

I got home from San Diego at 10:30 Sunday night as usual. I took a shower, had a glass of wine to relax, got up at 6:15, and headed out to work at Tucson City Hall. I'm transcribing City Council meetings that haven't been done in six months or more. It doesn't pay a lot, but everyone is friendly and it's not insulting brain-dead.

Wednesday is Veteran's Day, which means free meals for veterans. Steve wants to embark on the project of my meals all being free that day but that might be a little more food than I want.

Low temps and rain

I posted on that other social media site that I wasn't sure if I was depressed or lazy. I've actually been doing quite a lot: I apply for a job every day, have been taking classes, my laundry is done. Steve and I have been going to Mt. Lemmon for hikes.

Thing is, I want to be creative and can't bring myself to do it. I'm not even writing fanfic, much less working on my YA novel, playing music, or learning to sew. I'm forcing myself to write this entry right now.

It's in the 60s and raining right now, which certainly isn't helping.

Thankful for Netflix

Yesterday, the weather took a fast turn and rain moved in. My nose was running in sympathy. Despite that, I got a couple of job applications turned in. One of them is at Raytheon and involves checking documents for proper security classification. It sounds really interesting and I hope to get an interview.

I sat with the cats in the bedroom watching more of the first season of "Supernatural" in the afternoon. That show manages to get quite scary at times. I'm on the last season of "Fringe", and once I'm done with that show I'll resume with "Supernatural".

Steve and I have also started "Sense8" on Netflix. That's a show where we only watch one episode at a time; there is a lot to digest.

Current reads are "Fool Moon", which is book 2 in the Harry Dresden series and "Myths and Symbols in Pagan Europe" by H. Ellis Davidson.

The Iliad

I'm throwing in the towel on it. It comes across as a bunch of testosterone-poisoned men determined to massacre each other over stealing each other's baseball cards. And by baseball cards I mean women. And then the gods and goddesses take sides.

Moving on to The Odyssey instead.


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