Now why can't Lucas fix the Holiday Special like he did the Original Trilogy?  I mean, as long as he holds out on rereleasing the Special, how can I believe the propaganda which claims that Lucas will do anything to Star Wars to get the most money he can from the fans.  It's just too large a pill to swallow when he won't make the Holiday Special:  Special Edition.  :^p

 

Today I was realising how much I left out of my recent recaps.  That's the flaw in not having the time for real journaling.  I've already forgotten some of what I remembered today, so I'll just write what I can remember with what time I have. 

 

At GenCon, the guys (ie the folks I was sharing a hotel room with) became aquainted with Real Ultimate Power, perhaps one of the craziest parody sites I've seen in recent years.  They're still quoting portions of that site when I see them, the same quotes they were using at GenCon.  Apparently someone had the book, they checked out the Web site, and now they're all hooked and buying merchandise of their own (even going to far as to order online from our hotel room that weekend).  I admit, I laughed at the site, but their maniacal fandom for the site was as beyond me as perhaps Star Wars fandom is to others.  It was interesting to see the roles reveresed for a change.

 

It's raining again today.  They say it might rain again tomorrow.  Thank goodness my stepfather showed me how to repair the electrical short in my air conditioner the other week.  I don't know what would have happened had I still had the short when TD Javier came by, much less this storm.  At work, a small mircoburst threw the door open, left grit on the counters and floor, and blew down all sorts of maps, software boxes, and signs this evening.  Luckily nothing was permanently damaged. 

 

Yesterday I had left the television on from the night before, and I ended up watching the Rockford Files and Magnum, PI after watching On the Issues, a City of Phoenix show hosted by the councilperson for district six.  Watching is a strong word.  Listening and occasionally glancing when the dialogue and music cues indicated that I should see something is closer to the truth. 

 

That show really made me realise how thankfully out of touch with mainstream America I am.  This woman who was supporting some AIDS walk was claiming that the face of AIDS was now 78% the hetrosexual ethnic-African female.  She claimed that it was caused by hetrosexual males who participated in "casual sex" with other males.  I chocked that up to people being in denial.  But today I realised that I had heard such denial before at GenCon.  Brian had tried to convince the guys that fellatio was not homosexual in nature, to which no one else agreed.  Eventually the debate ended when his own logic was used against him.  After I remembered that, I realised that it was because of such people that the lady claimed that these males she referred to were hetrosexual.  It wasn't because she thought they were (maybe she did, maybe she didn't), but because she and others of her cause need to get the message to these males, who obviously see themselves as hetrosexual instead of bisexual. 

 

I'm sure if I made these revelations to some people, it would reinforce people's beliefs that I am niave or, as Monte puts it, stuck with the Twisted Upbringing flaw.  It's not that I keep my head in the sand, its just that I was raised with different values and sheltered from most other value systems until I went to college.  By then my values were fully set and when I met other value systems I tried to learn and understand them, but I was uninterested in adopting any of them.  So many things other people take for granted seem strange and new to me until I can work my head around them. 

 

The synchronicity of Brian and the lady on On the Issues would seem to indicate that bisexualty is fairly common among American males, something I would have never guessed in a million years.  I mean, the "casual sex" thing is treated as a no brainer by the media so I have to assume that it is common place, but the media never prepared me for bisexuals in denial.  I may never understand it, but at least I think I comprehend it now. 

 

Mom called and mentioned that she received a rather cool gift today.  She's not real fond of people knowing anything about her and her's, so I'll leave it to that.

 

Yesterday I went through the Shadowfist decks I played at the Final Brawl tournament, and sure enough I found one card missing.  That happened to me at GenCon, too.  Only, I checked the decks when I got home because I forgot to take the deck lists with me.  I lost a Limited edition Friends of the Dragon, a disappointment if not a major loss.  I think Ken might have my Lotus 10,000 Bullets Nightclub from this weekend, as I only played him and Corey with that deck. 

 

I was doing that plus the previous journal entries and other things yesterday while the television was on, when suddenly Days of Our Lives was on.  I remember watching that with my mom when I was three years old.  Maybe that and Star Wars are the main reasons I grew to love comic books.  Soaps tend to have the same elements that comic books do, within a different genre.  Even when I was out of work five years ago I got in the habit of watching it and my then-new-favourite, Passions (from the folks who got kicked off of Days for making the show too cool for words). 

 

Anyway, I hadn't seen an episode for years so I watched.  Some of the characters were recast and it took me a while to catch on.  Other characters drastically changed their jobs, relationships, et cetera.  Some people have left the show while some were added.  However, I could still follow it for the most part, just as if I had stopped reading a comic for several years.  This despite the fact that soaps have a lot more episodes in a year than a comic has issues. 

 

Afterwards I watched Passions, which suffered(?) from the same fate.  Strangest of all was the synchronicity of watching that episode of any episodes to watch, for it featured the first ever appearance of Allister Crane!  OK, so the guy was in almost every episode from the neck down as an evil version of Charlie of Charlie's Angels.  He had his fingers in every part of Harmony, causing evil at every turn.  Yet, the episode ended with him saying something along the lines of, It's good to finally see someone's face after all these years as the camera panned up and showed his!  The context was about his supposedly dead wife come back to murder him, but the double entendre to those on the other side of the fourth wall was obvious.  That was kind of cool, even if it wasn't enough to convince me to tape today's episode to see the fallout.  I probably won't even watch it next week, but that still doesn't make it any less cool.   

 

My Star Wars checkbook cover came in the mail, with a promise that the checks are on the way separately.  It came with a cool transaction register, which it calls a holopad.  It had the 2004, 2005, and 2006 calandars which it refers to as Galactic Standard Time.  All-in-all a cool little perk that probably didn't cost them much extra. 

 

Anyway, this entry was kind of all over.  I should go to bed now.  But before I do, here's something that HP fanfic readers might enjoy: