I've found a new hobby. I'm going to try and qualitatively study the growth and decay of the summer's comic book movie fandoms at charting_fandom. Should be fun :)
*Figureing out what goes on in Kingdom Hearts without 140+ hours and 3 pieces of hardware. Or listening to snarky people on youtube.
*Showing up late to Avatar: the Last Airbender with zero intrest in The Movie or The Shipping. -Even worse is trying to find a discussion about the sequel (SEQUEL!) that doesn't bring up the Shipping.
*Trying to find decent podcasts. For anything. Mugglecast has spoiled me horribly.
*The Cape going the way of Firefly except no one cares. Guys, there was a Carnival of Crime, a pseudo-magical cape and all kinds of general craziness. It was awesome.
*Having people follow/listen to me. It's intimidating as hell. The internet allows me to vent to the aether, but now it almost matters. Crazy.
I remember when BSG started to suck. One of the warning signs of an awful episode became the words "10 hours ago", It meant we'd get an incomprehensible mishmash of visuals with a bunch of seemingly unconnected subplots interspersed with clips of something exciting that would happen/was happening/ did happen and you needed to go to TWOP to figure out what the heck went down.
So now that Caprica's doing it too, I worry that it's going to start to suck. Seriously, it worked *once* in Scar, because *everything* in the episode led up to that dogfight. This episode? You have too many. Too many goddam plots with none of them having any connection to planes flying through the forest. I spent most of the episode thinking it was part of New Cap City. So when it ended, it was a major let down. It could have been *SPOILERS?* forest, bridge, bomb, handgun for a gut-punch of an ending. But instead it was stuff - handgun - stuff - stuff - bridge - stuff - bomb - stuff - crash - phone culminating in one great big apathetic : meh.
Also, why are we waisting time on more Zoe angst? We *know* the cylons will be mass produced. Can we get there already? Good God, but can we either hurry the heck up or go back to the Adama's?
Ok, never mind. Apparently loads of people have issues with Vonnegut. Sadly this does not include my teacher or anyone in my class. In fact he had us defend the author from claims of sexism/misogyny, and my group had no difficulty. I can see where they're coming from, but it's still tough to ignore it all.
When I read comics in a public place, I (not so) secretly wish someone might notice and strike up a conversation. Today it actually happened. Me and this guy talked for half an hour about the BotC I was reading, the 'stylized' art in it vs. the 'realistic' art of Captain America, the upcoming movies, and the general amazing-ness of the 'off shoot' books (like Marvel Adventures and Superman/Batman).
My feelings exactly, right down to my uncertain future and sincere wish the sun would hide it's stupid, shinny face. I'm listening to Pandora right now, and there was this one song with a line about how your troubles make the triumphs better and I no kidding sobbed into my Environmentally Friendly Recycled College Coffee Shop Napkin. I tried to bookmark the song, but the stupid popup blocker reset the page and I lost it. But I gave it a thumbs up so it should come back on eventually.
Why don't real emo kids know about this stuff? It's melancholy, full of loss, and still totally kick ass! (I would worry that I'm offending people by comparing the two, but no one's going to read this anyway so who cares?)
Unfortunate implication #1: I am a total fandom whore. I start watching Supernatural? Suddenly my iTunes is filled with Metallica an BOC. Gossip Girl becomes a guilty pleasure? Say hello to some Lady Gaga youtube history. And now that I've checked out some movie to see Garrett Hedlund and the slash possibilities (from fandom!secret no less) I'm all about the Temptations.
Unfortunate implication #2: My inner pain is so deep and anguished I need the backdrop of racial disparity to find its equal. I missed race!fail though, so that should count for something. But seriously, it's not like that; the music just speaks to me in my emotionally vulnerable state.