oh. my. g-d…

I’ve mentioned that I’m eager for REPO: THE GENETIC OPERA to be released. I’m not sure about the music, to be honest – some of it sounds great and some not so much.

But here’s the primary reason I’m bouncing in my chair with impatience:

(Check out the part at two minutes – oh my fucking g-d, that gives me chills.)

Is it November yet?

this and that…

I feel like writing, but no real subject pops up. Just a couple of little things:

  • I’m in the process of figuring out what constitutes an asthma attack and what doesn’t. I mean, not being able to take a deep breath is certainly a major symptom, but what else? Turns out I have two of the more unusual asthma symptoms around: sighing and anxiety. Perhaps those anxiety attacks I had back in late 2006-early 2007 were really early warning signs of my asthma. And I find I sigh quite frequently, which is confusing around friends because they’re sure that I’m thinking deep, heavy thoughts when in reality I’m just trying to find a way of catching my breath. Excessive yawning is another way of catching my breath, so if I’m yawning around you, it’s not because I’m tired or bored. Probably.
  • I have a deep dark secret to reveal: there are quite a few ’70s songs that I love unreservedly. Many of them are a bit on the cheesy side, while others at least approach The Land of Cheez. Wildfire, Seasons in the Sun, The Night That The Lights Went Out In Georgia, The Night Chicago Died, If You Could Read My Mind, The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald, The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face, etc, etc, etc. Even non-cheesy ’60s songs get me going (i.e. To Sir With Love). Play any of these songs and I guarantee that I will stop in my tracks and start singing along. At some point I will close my eyes and most likely sway. If my sense of restraint is completely gone, dancing will ensue. Admittedly, several of them became big around the time that my sister died, so songs like Wildfire, Seasons in the Sun, and If You Could Read My Mind (or anything mentioning death or disappearance) are irretrievably twined with memories of grief and recovery, but damn if I don’t still love all these songs (and more!) with all my heart and soul. *sigh*

(I actually sang this for my fifth grade Gong Show – got a 27!)

I know, I know…*hangs head*

happy birthday…

…to CuteFilmNerd. He has now joined me in being the Answer to Life, the Universe, and Everything. And in tribute to this auspicious occasion, a few YouTube videos of a couple of his favorite movies:

THE ADVENTURES OF BUCKAROO BANZAI and TIME AFTER TIME, two movies we bonded over in our early emails:

CuteFilmNerd is a lover of movies in general (hence my nickname for him on this blog), but he especially loves cult movies such as CARNIVAL OF SOULS

…as well as PIRANHA:

I love you, honey. Have a fantastic birthday!

don’t know if I can wait…

I’ve been waiting for two months for the release of this movie, only to find out that the release date has been pushed back until November. November!! NOOOO!!!!

REPO: THE GENETIC OPERA, starring my favorite watcher/high school librarian/transexual Transylvanian
Trailer #1:

Trailer #2:

Better resolution trailers can be found at the film’s official site.

Also awaiting with baited breath for the limited release in October:

fun photos…

BTW, here are a few fun photos from recent weeks (courtesy of CuteFilmNerd):

Meeting Buzz Aldrin at the Egyptian:

Posing for CuteFilmNerd, who was the official photographer for the event.

Almost looks like we’re having an actual conversation…

Mentioning that I work for JPL reminds Buzz that he has a phone call to make…

Meeting Eddie Deezen at the New Beverly:

No, he is not asking me to smell his finger. He worked with my best friend’s father many moons ago on 1941 and we were briefly chatting about him, with Eddie remembering BestFriendFather fondly. Turns out BestFriendFather remembers Eddie just as fondly.

And walking by George Carlin‘s star a few days after he died:

Damn, now that was sad to hear about.

stepping lightly…

…round the internets these days, as CuteFilmNerd and I will be seeing The Dark Knight this weekend and I really don’t want to be spoiled for anything. I’ve heard mostly all good things about it, which is all I need to know. But man, I am excited. Whee! Plus we’ll be checking out a Monty Python double feature (Holy Grail and Life of Brian, neither of which I’ve seen on the big screen), so I’m going to be a pleased lil’ film goer this weekend. Whee!

As for other stuff, well, I’ve not written a whole hell of a lot recently, but that’s because a whole hell of a lot hasn’t been happening. Things are pretty status quo in my neck of the woods. Still working at JPL and loving it, still working on getting my financial situation under control. CuteFilmNerd and I are still chugging along, loving each other while trying to work through our respective issues, especially as we seem to be at that point in our relationship where we’re discovering what each other’s sensitive points are. And as I seem to have turned into an over-sensitive girl who gets annoyed/pissed off/pouty all too easily, I end up making CuteFilmNerd feeling like a bad boyfriend when, in truth, he’s a pretty good boyfriend and I’m happy he’s in my life. So I do what I can to make up for it and he accepts my attempts. It’s not endearing by any stretch of the imagination, I realize that, but we’re working on it.

Life isn’t perfect, since we both come with our fair share of baggage and, truth to tell, we probably met at exactly the wrong time for both of us. But we’ve been together for over four months now, still definitely in love, not to mention just liking the hell out of each other because each of us thinks the other is a pretty cool human being. So we’re going to continue to work on our relationship as best as we can. Because we really, really want to be together.

So that’s about it in my life.

go. now.

I am completely and totally in love with this.

http://widgets.vodpod.com/w/video_embed/Groupvideo.1400155more about “go. now.“, posted with vodpod

Go. Watch. Now.

i humbly apologize…

…for leaving up such diabetic coma inducing photos at the top for so long. I hope no one needed a quick trip to the emergency room over the last few weeks.


My dear friend Polarbeast has a wonderful new site which y’all MUST check out, especially if you’re a diner in the Los Angeles area: Dining in L.A. He’s always been an excellent writer, but his reviews of some of his and his wife’s favorite haunts are truly stellar. As it was his descriptions of area restaurants in his rarely updated blog that helped put us back in contact with one another (he and his wife are old high school friends of mine and he used to work around the corner from me in West Hollywood), I’m especially happy to see the new site. Especially since he’s as fond of a favorite restaurant of CuteFilmNerd and myself as we are: Green Leaves Vegan in Los Feliz.

Check out both the site and the restaurant. You’ll be happy that you did.


A number of entertainment legends have died over the last couple of weeks: Bo Diddley, Dick Martin, Sydney Pollack and Harvey Korman. Each and every one of these deaths make me a little bit sadder than the one before, especially Sydney Pollack and Harvey Korman. But three other legends in the world of science fiction television have also left this earth: Alexander Courage, Bob Justman and Joseph Pevney – all associated with Star Trek, one of the most formative television shows in my life, as well as the lives of many others.

I can safely say that, were it not for the talents of each of these gentlemen, I daresay my life may have turned out rather different. But it was Joseph Pevney’s contributions as director of several of my favorite episodes (“Amok Time,” “City on the Edge of Forever,” “Journey to Babel”) that affected me the most, especially that episode that started it all for a shy thirteen year old girl: “The Trouble with Tribbles.” I initially watched it because William Schallert (aka Nancy Drew’s dad) was in it, but it was the writing, casting and, of course, direction of the episode that kept me coming back for more.

Fare thee well, gentlemen, each and every one of you. You and your talents will all be sorely missed.

still alive…

Honest, I am. It’s just life’s been rather busy since I became the Answer to Life, the Universe and Everything. And in preparation of that momentous occasion, my body decided to reject all toxins, which caused my sinuses and lungs to become congested and my voice to temporarily vacate the premises.

In other words, I turned 42 years old a week and a half ago, I got sick right before my birthday and lost my voice for a few days (it’s still a bit rough, over a week after I got it back). And I’ve been busy. And traveling to Indio for a “Girls Weekend” away and Phoenix for a friend’s wedding. And upping my sci-fi geek cred by finally seeing Soylent Green and Westworld (Slaughterhouse Five and Fahrenheit 451 are on the ticket for tomorrow night), as well as seeing tons more movies. And spending lots of time with CuteFilmNerd when I have been in town and missing him terribly when I haven’t. And falling in love. And…

Oh yeah, guess what? CuteFilmNerd and I have told each other that we love each other. It was scary as hell to admit, because 1) last guy that I loved kinda dumped me, even though I know now that it was for the best, for many reasons, and 2) the last time that I said, “I love you,” for the first time to a guy, I went and had my first major anxiety attack, even though I didn’t know what it was at the time. Truth to tell, there’s still a part of me that’s terrified. I think that part’s going to be there for at least a little while longer, because that’s just the way I roll, dawg. When those words first crossed my mind, I looked them over – actually tore them apart and put them back together repeatedly – for a while to make sure that I wasn’t transferring feelings from HSTeacher to CuteFilmNerd. Then, once I was sure that wasn’t the case, it took me awhile to actually utter the words. Every time I tried they caught in my throat because I was terrified that CuteFilmNerd wouldn’t return the sentiment or would say that he just couldn’t go there. It’s happened with previous boyfriends, so it certainly wasn’t outside the realm of possibility, especially considering we’ve each been dealing with our own little issues.

But I finally spit out the words, “I love you,” as we held one another in bed one weekday morning (with some prefacing words, of course), and he responded that he loved me too, pulling me close and holding me even tighter. And we’ve said those words multiple times since then, so this lovely relationship is still continuing apace, despite the occasional bump in the road that our respective issues and illnesses (I gave him my cold, unfortunately) have thrown up in our way. And look, Ma, no anxiety attacks!

Things are good. Busy and occasionally frustrating, but good. And I have the feeling they’ll just get better.

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just a quick something…

Kind of not in the writing mood, but definitely in the mood to upload photos (see Picasa widget on first sidebar, or just check out the link.)

And in the photo-uploading spirit, here’s a little something done during my Friday off:

Yep, that’s the inimitable Louise Fletcher that I’m posing with, thanks to CuteFilmNerd. He moderated a DVD commentary that she recorded and said it was cool for me to hang out. So I dressed up all pretty like and sat in the control booth as CuteFilmNerd quizzed her on the movie on the screen and her career. Fun to watch, I have to say. Then he asked her if it would be okay for me to have my photo taken with her, to which she said yes.

We didn’t really have any conversation – not more than introductions – but it was cool nevertheless.