All the fan pages and stuff I come by seem to be populated with nothing but 14-year-olds --which is fine. I mean, duh... that's the average age of the fanbase. And it's cool to pop in on their discussions from time to time but when I want to talk about the serious stuff like the ethics of a Clone army they're not the ones I want to do it with.
Primarily I've been wanting to discuss the new Jedi character Pong Krell who is, for all intents and purposes, a total asshole who treats the clones like lifeless bits of property but it's really hard to get a point across when everyone is all "OMG he's so mean! He yelled at Rex!" or "Holy shiz! 2 double bladed lightsabres! KEWL!"
And I'm like, yes he yelled at Rex and he sucks but that's not why. He sucks because while he yells, he also talks down to the clones and he dehumanizes them by calling them by their numbers instead of names while treating them like tireless, disposable THINGS and not people.
Part of me wants to add these things to their discussion, as out of place as they seem, in hopes that maybe one of them will actually see that it's actually a pretty deep show and more than cool guys with guns and lightsabres (and at the same time teach them a bit about ethics and human rights because it is an excellent exercise in each).
But then again I may just be the old chick reading too deep into things.
Also, as a side note, tumblr is a huge disappointment. It's nothing of substance and just people reblogging other people's stuff... and the stuff isn't even significant half the time. It's just a bunch of images and gifs and stuff.
I want to be cremated and have my ashes scattered into the River Arno in Florence.
I love Florence and I love walking along the Arno taking in its organized chaos of scooters and artists and trinket vendors. That and my first trip to Florence was what I consider one of my bolder moments. I went on a complete whim, by myself to meet someone I had only spoken to online and it turned out to be one of the best times of my life.
So yes... when I die burn me and take me back to Florence.
Here's a pic of Ventress in case you're not familiar with her
And here's everyone in our department who dressed up.
So if you want to pop over to tumblr and say Hi you can find me at :
It was about this time last year when I came home from work one Friday evening to find my husband Ben watching an episode of
Star Wars: The Clone Wars.
“The Clone Wars? Really?” I asked thinking ooooh good gaaaaaawd, not this stupid show.
“What? It’s surprisingly good,” he replied. “You should check it out. I think you’d like it.”
Yeeeeah. Just like I’d like un-anesthetized dental work.
And click. Click. Click. ClickClickClickClickClickClickClickClick
Goddamn, Self... this all sucks! Self? Self? *looks to see something managed to slip past the filters* OH GOD OH GOD OH GOD AVERT YOUR EYES! TAKE OFF YOUR GLASSES! CLOSE THE BROWSER! ABORT MISSION I REPEAT ABORT MISSION!!!!!!
*closes browser* Self... are you okay? Do I need to get the eye bleach? Self? "*rocks back and forth in the fetal position* Why... why... would someone draw that??????" I don't know Self. Are you okay? "He's not a sexy character... why...would someone...." No, no Self, he is... not like THAT though.... in a weird rode-hard-and-put-away-wet sort of way... but that was just an awful image.... *Pats self on the head* It's okay, though. Let's drink away the pain together. "*sniffles* Okay."
This seems to be the running theme for when I look for any kind of fan art. When I search for fan art there is something specific I want to find. In this instance I want to find images of Rex sans helmet. Hoooo lord... Deviant Art.... I.... I should actually just stop being surprised at the crap that's on there. It's like either the art is total crap (bad figure drawing and just over all bad composition and execution) or just.... well.... I don't want to bring it up again... Self is still shaking a little. But it's like the really good stuff is not depicting what I'm looking for and what I'm looking for all sucks.
I mean I guess I could take matters into my own hands and draw what I'm looking for myself but honestly it's not very satisfying. I know that might sound kind of odd but in my opinion it's kind of like throwing yourself your own party. Sure it's fun and you might have a good time but in the end you just kind of wish someone else had done it instead.
Oh well. As usual, Deviant Art I am disappoint.
It was awesome.
Ben got me just so many thoughtful gifts-- like a cake with Zero on it, a 9ft long scarf from the Tom Baker era Doctor Who, a Totoro bento and wallet, a Priss figure with transforming Moto Slave (from Bubblegum Crisis)....and just so so much more.
Then he managed to set up a Skype call with me and Emanuela over in Florence which was great! And speaking of Emanuela, once again she has out done herself with my birthday card which features all the Omegas. Love it.
Then we had the most epic party ever. So many people showed up and there as food and drinking and tons of fun. Owen got a hold of Ben's Captain Rex helmet and was running around with it on... I really wish I would have gotten a photo of that. It was adorable.
Everything was great. Perfect to be honest. Between the well wishes from everyone, the gifts and the party it was all much more than I deserve.
So I'm 30. 30 rocks.