The Game of Thrones season 2 finale is tonight; Joss Weadon has scored huge with Avengers, meaning the mind that created Firefly is going to have an open ticket to allow his creative genius to run loose; Once Upon a Time on ABC continues to surprise me week after week as it interprets the fairly tales of generations into interesting plots that are fun to watch week after week; and this summer movie season, I have hit the mother load of my favorite types of movies, comic book superheroes and Disney's second movie featuring a bad ass female who does not need to be rescued by a prince; BBC's Sherlock just knocked my socks off and is begging to be watched again; The Long Walk reminded me is Stephen King's Hunger Games, only it came first and is, in the King fashion, a wonderfully gruesome mind fu8%; and American Gods is just sitting there, waiting to be read. My whole life, I belonged to an eclectic group that lived in a world of magic and advanced science, a group that was labeled 'nerds' and 'geeky' by society for their affinity for believing that the force was really with them and that 'He who controls the spice, controls the universe.' A group who knew that as " The man in black fled across the dessert," the gunslinger was close on his heels. I loved Michael Keaton as Batman and Farukah was the Worst Witch and Aunt Em's niece to me before she was Bobby Bouche's girlfriend.
It has occurred to me that now is a very good time to be me. All my sci-fi and fantasy cravings are being lavishly indulged these days; what was once eclectic has now become trendy and popular. I can only thank ka that I am alive to be a part of this ka-tet style surge in society.
