I was slated to blog about this about the time of Beltane…and then as you all know the unexpected…and recently I was reminded of my nerd side again as I muddle through this but improving so bright side point one I guess.

I cannot wait for vacation on the one hand, and on the other I wonder if staying busy and getting a summer job may be a good idea? Being busy sometimes helps with creativity and writing too. Plus, gas money for Moon Kats in Estes Park…kind of a bonus really.

Before I go to do whatever or wherever over break (Grand Junction is and definite side trip–Barnes and Noble, Starbucks, or whatever for a side job, I have not yet figured that out) I will share with you the joy that was Starfest.


Nancy and Meghan at the robot and model section of Starfest. :)

Starfest is a smaller than Comic Con Sci-fi focused event in Denver. It often takes place in mid to late April in the Tech Center (though next year I heard the usual hotel will not be available due to renovations, so next year it will be in one place and then in 2017 back to the Tech Center). Given the smaller scale and focus I have to say I had a great time! That and I was with Nancy and Meghan my Sci-fi (and horror, and film loving) friends.

It was…well…grand.


Starfest costume contest, Steampunk Superman and Wonder Woman...I love her corset!

The size of the place and the nerd fest of awesome! Also another blessing was that my nephew was born on that Sunday. Just good times and memories.

Staying in the hotel made it even more fun. No worries about needing to go anywhere, staying out late of we wanted at the convention, and we did. We tried to make it to the Admiral’s Ball (Starfleet), but it was so crowded we could not get in time but stayed on the outside to see Cheerbear and the Red Power Ranger just kill it. I have tried to load that video but…it just won’t. YouTube problems on my phone. Eventually, if I figure it out, voila, video, meantime just picture it…rap/dance music and those two (about mid-thirties when Red took off his helmet) and could they move!

A bunch of Sci-fi fans having a good time, what was not to love?


After the ball...myself, Nancy, Meghan, and Adam...and I did manage to do a proper Vulcan salute...later though. It was a filled day. :)

So many good costumes and good Steampunk. Ah, to afford the Tardis corset. Well, my live of corsets is quite documented. May they be steel – boned.
Anyway, I am currently catching up with my Dr. Who while finishing up this year’s end of year paperwork. Woot! Martine was right. I just love, love, Donna Noble as a companion. She is sassy!

As to my outfit for this particular celebration? I went next generation Star Trek, commanding crew (red shirts are not always bad, thanks to Riker and Picard…and Scott the original badass red shirt).


It was hard not to laugh when Meghan took this as my camera has such a delay...but I came, saw, and had a good time :)

Yes, I am looking forward to Episode 7, and have more to say in my admiration for Simon Pegg and look forward to his writing the next Star Trek film. I am hopeful for this summer of Sci-fi and Fantasy…and if you wonder if I will be at Denver Comic Con, I have a surprise…more than likely no, though I love Cady Elwes and Sean Astin. It is just sooo big, busy, expensive. Starfest is so much more intimate and I like it better like that, at least for this year. There is also a Myths and Legend Con in August…may or may not go still debating but I have time to decide.

Still it was a great time…yet, I wish they did not have to change locations even if only for a year…meh.


In case you ever wondered.

The Day After

I have been meaning to write this since Saturday, the day I found out, but just couldn’t.

I have been existing primarily in denial, alternating between the stages and all but to get through mostly denial.

Friday was lovely, a holiday and a good one. The day after I was awoken by a friend crying on the phone. Nothing really prepares you when you hear it I think.

A former coworker, and a mutual friend, passed away unexpectedly. Heart attack. He was young, in his mid-forties, wife, 13 year old daughter…he touched so many. He was a teacher, a union representative, a husband, a father, a punk (he loved music so much, and Boston terriers, and art, and life…).

Now, I know, Death comes to us all…it is just a natural part of the world, that knowledge does not make it suck any less. Maybe I could be more articulate, maybe I should be more articulate, but no. No, sometimes plain language is best. Death sucks. I will look for its beauty later when I am done being angry with it. There is just something grossly unfair, and yes I realize that is a childish thought, but I still have it and if I want to pout again (for a time–I am an adult still) I figure it is one of the natural human rights I can claim and take for a time at least.

All of this week, it resonated in my mind with other losses and the only way I have managed so far has honestly been family, friends, and denial. I compartmentalize a lot to get through the week. He had so many friends…so many within our building alone there was a crisis team sent. We are all processing, grieving, some were closer than others, but when you have known someone for over ten years…it almost doesn’t matter…he is still gone and it just will not sink into acceptance yet.

True to form, my proclivity toward distraction has thereby risen. I bury my head in comedy, spend time with friends and family who are nearby.

And yet, it reminded me so clearly of the brevity of life I was tempted to reach out to all of my friends and then logic, and my heart, stopped me. There are so many of them busy doing what they must that I promised myself I would wait instead to hear from them. Several are in school, most are at the busy time of the year…then I think how funny and silly. This sort of attitude is how we lose those close to us and regret losing time–yet, here I have decided to be counter intuitive, and for once not be pushy with them (I think some would appreciate that, others may be ticked with me for waiting to let them come to me rather than the other way around, it will be a toss up). Rather than get into all of that I will practice the Tao and see what happens, going with the flow rather than fighting it.

Either way, when I do reconnect I will let them all know how much I value them. That lesson I have learned.

In the meantime, I have the overwhelming urge to hug my friends at work but I hold back afraid it will break my wall and I will cry my heart out. So I hold back, try to comfort them, make a few smile, just listen, just be.

His was a soul whose warmth touched so many. That is not an exaggeration or poetry. I am grateful to have known him. In remembering him I even got back in touch with music…my gothy side as it were. Grief can make me creative just as much as joy. The following link is to a song from the Scottish emo band Twilight Sad.

The song is Nil (you can use the link if you would rather) and…well, it is dark, and yet I find cathartic, healing.

The emotion poured out in the chorus toward the end (look up the lyrics, and the song writer does not publish the lyrics, so there are two guesses out there–either way it is a sad song and like I said it can help purge the darkness) taps my heart and pours out love and sorrow, and affirms life and grief, intertwined so beautifully.

From what I have read here, and from the grief of others around me, I know I am not alone in this…I will just be for a bit, but no worry I have no intention of setting up camp in sorrow. I believe he would kick my ass if I did.

Clearing the Air

Well, I had hoped, and even had a nice fun nerdy post all ready to go…but then my nephew was born…I am officially an aunt! Woot! And he I sooo cute! (Babies by nature have to be wickedly cute in general I feel, or for various reasons as a species we probably would have become extinct.)


The animal kingdom is all over the cute and survival trick. :)

Then it was huzzah for being a Tante (aunt in German) and catch up with work, so no blog. That and I have been fussing with uploading a video from the Admiral’s Ball (Star fleet Ball in case you wondered) time passed then it is this week.

It began with a devastating earthquake in Nepal and then almost instantaneously, rioting in Baltimore. All of these major world events followed by two straight days of major angst at work among just about everybody.

It is as though negativity and loss is passing around like a really bad cold bug, or really pervasive air pollution that a mask can only do so much against.


This was me in my meeting...and yes, I was this cute angry too. ;)

I find it difficult with so much heaviness to not acknowledge the weight of it in some fashion. A friend noted, the memes I select for this blog are purposeful and often funny in some fashion. Then I realized, why not take a cue from some blogging friends and spread some, or even a bit, of positive in the world…so here are a few. I hope they give you as much of a grin as they did for me.


I totally understand, chicken.

In some ways all of humanity owes the chicken an apology for making it self-conscious. Then there is the less human and more trickster aspect of the Internet:


This is how I think Web browsers at time communicate with me. :)

And proof that the animal kingdom and the human kingdom are still very much related:


It is the feline equivalent of the "You're telling me" kid. And yes, not everyone likes cats or dogs...or animals.

And finally, my thoughts on this Tuesday…that and I wish I could have taken Chatter Master’s Blogs advice but the day is done…and break is sooo close, I can hold off hiking until then. Cheers, guys :)


As you can guess, one of my favorites.

Adendum for the concientious: No, I do not think what is happening will necessarily, or should just blow over–save for the negativity and angst at work…that is a pint moment. I just happen to like the line and the film…and yes, wickedly excited to see what will happen with Simon Pegg involved with the writing of the next Star Trek reboot. He is awesome! :)

And so…

Well, sorry about the delay in posting. A bit busy. That time of year, but so close to another break…woot!

A few things that floored me this weekend. One, went out with Mike and Martine and we decided Helga’s. After all my last visit was so great, why not? They must have changed out cooks because it was like…well…meh. I would dare say not great. The heck? New chef?


My feels afterward. I hope it was an off day.

Just when I think I found a good German restaurant…I am really hoping it was an off day. Mike ventured that when this kind of thing happens you have to give it two more goes before you write it off to be certain. We shall see. I am hopeful but will likely check out the Chinook Tavern and maybe even Golden Europe for comparison all the same.

So Martine cheered me up by the thing that floored me number two: proposing a new adventure–Grand Junction trip prior to the wine festival instead of during. I am actually excited by this proposal. We were planning to go to the wine fest in September, but as she pointed out: why wait? If we go earlier like May or June, heck even July, we are off festival time; therefore, we will have fewer crowds, still get to see the vineyards, get to hike the monument area with fewer people around no worries, and it will all likely be cheaper.


Last time in wine country, hibiscus in champagne.

I confess it did cheer me. Hiking and wine country…how could that not perk someone up?

Wish I had more to say other than the weather is turning and now in to gardening. The spiders in the back yard and I shall have to revisit our agreement…hopefully the big one by the hose will chill enough for me to reattach the sprinkler. Garden planning is more fun than I expected.

As noted in the tags, humor.


I will never see Winnie the Pooh in the same light...

In case you need a laugh this guy over at YouTube has a hilarious channel. My latest favorite is this one: How to Become Gluten Intolerant.

I tried to embed it but well, the link will have to do. Enjoy :)

Ah, his sarcasm…it just speaks to me. :)


A Little Punny

Getting back in the swing of things can be a little tricky, but so far I am managing. Though sleep is being elusive again. I am wondering if activities of late is a part of that or just the temperature variance? Meh.

Spent a lot of time catching up with friends which was nice, and a trek to Moon Kats, it had been too long. The time with friends though, wickedly good fun. I thank you all. :)

As April Fool’s Day is a day for humor, the unusual, and a day sacred to the goddess Aphrodite (it is either the first or the fourth or both? Anyway, there is also a full moon and an eclipse on a Friday too so woot for celestial happenings as well! ).

So, who knew? A day of mischief is also a day of love (and sex to be sure). Though in fairness, we only prank those we love…or at least have witty wordplay. (Has to be someone you care about, otherwise why go through the trouble and let us face it, they also often forgive us for said pranks.)


My friend and I, when exploring, we found Gelantinous Mutant Coconut...still trying to figure out how it is "mutant"...GMO? This is a real thing. Just fyi.

Yes, this is a real thing…and no, we have no clue why one would have a need for gelatinous mutant coconut…but hey, better than viscous mutant coconut I suppose?

Words have been fascinating to me more so than usual lately. Perhaps prompted by the season, my friend Shelly and I mused on why would they named a gas station chain Kum and Go? (Yes, this really is a chain of gas stations, no kidding). One letter away from inappropriate per slang terminology, and then we discussed spelling entirely for said word…if you are more proper not even close…which then led to word choice moments.

We mused then “where” are you going? Why is it a destination and not a state of being? If it is also “the little death” is that why said verb is used? Why call it a state of being like ekstasis (Greek) instead? A bit more of a happy word and reminds me of dancing which I find again more accurate than a one way run like in a distance race.

Ekstasis dancing has rhythm, and coordination, beyond a feeling of joy, almost akin to touching divinity…so much more than another way of saying it–a similar way of saying you could be going to the store to get pizza. I mean I guess pizza is good but not when compared to a smorgasbord of feeling like a fondue party with a good partner who knows how to make a good layout for fondue. Okay, though, I guess I could allow for an excellent pizza…not Little Cesar’s though (there is a line).

And then to have fun with April 1st I have found the following amusing to share. Have a good laugh, wink, or nudge, nudge, say no more, say no more ;)


From FB Innocence Lost. Rebellion Found




From A Daily Pick Up Line on Tumblr, but found on FB.

And two final thoughts to get you through the rest of the week:


From memegenerator.


It may seem harsh, but whenever I see this it reminds me to enjoy life, have fun, and loosen up. :)

“And if we shadows have offended,
Think but this and all is mended:
That you have but slumber’d here,
While these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme,
No more yielding but a dream.
Gentles, do not reprehend:
If you pardon, we will mend.”
Puck from A Midsummer Night’s Dream by, Shakespeare

Ah, Spring

The first day of Spring and I toiled, meditated, and then laughed with friends.


I confess, I began with a great deal of work. I worked late so I could fully enjoy the evening as it is a special one, and more importantly so I could enjoy a whole week entirely off. No work nonsense per se, just personal work like novel writing, Crossfit, and cleaning (why is it that as I age I look forward to a deep cleaning of the house…do guys get this seasonal cleaning kick too, or is it a girl thing?)

Anyway, it is late and other than a bit of meditating before hand, I wandered a bit and found these memes. Apparently, during March Madness, you can find many a meme or joke this time of year. Why? No clue. Maybe it is kind of like my cleaning kick. A seasonal jolt or urge of sorts.


Also noted my increased love of innuendos this time of year. Have to keep the wit sharp and why not with corny one-liners?


Classic Rocky Horror...a great line that is all about the delivery. :)

It really started with a bit of bopping around Facebook, also a bit of a time suck that I hope to disconnect from over the week. Instead, other than a party, some hiking and writing, aforementioned cleaning, I am hoping to also get a costume in order for Starfest.

I am vacillating between Aeryn Sun’s (Farscape) basic black (issue is the pulse pistol, those are hard to find) or Ohura (Star Trek) red mini of awesome. Leaning to Ohura given the beginning of the year. Or I could go blue and go Vulcan.

But as a friend noted if I go Vulcan I have to dye my hair as Vulcans all have dark hair. She is a purist when it comes to costumes (follows the book and her costumes are outstanding). Other than that she warned me to watch which Klingnon clan I drink with as they will so cut me out/off if I flit from rival clan to rival clan…

Maybe I should just hang with Romulans?


In the meantime, I guess if I hang on the net the memes will just keep coming…marching in time to the basketball’s dribble, propagating like bunnies…Spring really does have a lot of sexual references.

Even in the Renaissance, it was the thing. “To My Coy Mistress” or “To the Virgins, To Make Much of Time”…one of favorites is Donne’s “The Flea”. Ah, men. Making poetic and well reasoned arguments to convince women to get it on, and women shutting them down (See “The Nymph’s Reply”) until they find the one they love….or one who outwits them…I suppose that also works?

Some things I suppose are universal. I leave with a blurb from Vulcan Pick-Up Lines:
“I admire your taste in footwear. Would you like to mate?”



Empire and Mohr

I know, once again, it has been awhile. Apologies, just as ever busy before break…one more week, just have one more week…

That is one of the perks of my current work situation: we get more holidays than most, but I assure you the “on time” balances that…a lot.

Yet, a friend and I were discussing, during an odd schedule we have lately, The Empire Strikes Back and philosophy. It is one of my favorites as it has the infamous, “I love you,” and, “I know” lines. Of the whole series it has the most depth if you think about it.


You have the insight into the Jedi’s philosophy through Yoda, Luke’s struggle with fear and loss, Han’s emotional conflict with leaving Leia, Leia’s conflict with her feelings for both Han and Luke, Lando’s divided loyalty to the people he protects and his friend…it seriously almost covers the whole gamut of life.

And how to never piss off your boss. Well, at least most of us do not have bosses who will force choke you if you mess up…I would hope.


Also, I had a lovely St. Patricks’ s day with my friends Christine and Shelly at the Angus Mohr concert at Little Bear–a mountain biker bar, long story but actually quite normal now as the area may be mountainous but it is now almost an extension of suburbia in the mountains (yes, I have mixed feelings on that too). Sadly, no bikers there save a few, but many Celtic enthusiasts complete with kilts. Nothing quite like hearing “Rebel Yell” on the bagpipes. That and the bras hanging from the stage at the bar. I kid you not, bras dangling over the stage.

The bras made it all the more perfect, though a late evening concert. I may post a video later of their sound as my phone refused to record.


Truthfully this is from their page, the lighting at Little Bear was dark. Also there is a new guitarist. It was a great show though. Highly recommend giving them a listen.

I hope everyone had an epic Pi day as well.

Now other than break, all I can think of is what costume should I try for Starfest this April. Yes, I am going again, and this time I even have a room at the hotel. Klingon blood wine and Romulain ale! Maybe even game in the evening! Heck just nerd out! Woot! But what to wear? Several friends that I have who will be there are actually going to dress up. This would be a first all round for me and I would hate to not have a costume.

Nerd problems I will deal with later. Meantime, back to typing a philosophy and Star Wars panel discussion. These are the days I enjoy what I do.



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