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Sci Fi Magazines

Recently I was looking up information on new science fiction movies and t.v. shows. My go to place is the Internet, of course, but it always leaves me missing the hey day of science fiction magazines of the 1970’s – 1990’s.

Starlog. Anyone remember Starlog? I subscribed to that one and have nearly every issue. The past issues are free on-line now. It quit publishing right when the first Wolverine movie came out. I was looking forward to that one too.

Starlog kept me up-to-date with all the new movies and shows. I knew the directors, the special effects artists, the writers. Now? I sigh that I know so few of the modern names in science fiction. Even though I look on line, it’s just not the same. There are little boxes with pictures and text to click on and read about this and that, but no interviews and it seems so random.

Starlog wasn’t the only magazine I subscribed to, only I forgot the name of the other magazine and since it’s in storage somewhere can’t look it up. It started out different, not pandering to the movies, talking them up. If a movie wasn’t to par, it said that. And I appreciated it because some movies are not all that great.

Other magazines I got at second hand book stores. Star Burst, Cineflex, SciFi Now, Empire, Space Wars, etc. But no Fangoria, I don’t care for horror. If you do, this is a good one.

I suppose I’ll get rid of these magazines one day, but not in the near future. Even if they are old, I’m going to read them over and over again and wish they were still published.

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After a bit on the news about mosquitoes, an ad came on for Advantage for dogs. It got me wondering. If they make something for pets so they don’t get bitten by mosquitoes and ticks, why can’t they do that for people? The talk about an explosion of tick numbers this year has got me anxious about walking in the wild. No  way do I want to lyme disease and there’s an even worse thing you can get from ticks. I don’t want to be scared from going out hiking.

Mosquitoes are bad too. About a year ago, I went to a county park. They  have a walkway in the trees and it’s really cool. Afterwards I walked along the river. I’d put bug spray on, but, by the time I was half-way through, I was nearly running to get away from the mosquitoes. Forget about taking a picture, which I did. The moment I stopped I had almost a visible wall of mosquitoes around me.

Aiken State Park, which is a really neat place, was bad as well. The Edisto River runs through it. It’s the longest black-water river in the U.S. The ‘black’ refers to the color leeched into by the cypress trees. My face got all bitten. Guess I forgot that spot.

Anyway, wouldn’t it be nice if there was an Advantage for people? We could all flock outside again and frolic in the wild, roll in the meadows, and visit the swampiest place on Earth with no fear.

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People keep telling me sprains take a long time to heal. It’s been over a month now and I want it back to normal. Nope, got to wait a bit longer. Two months or more depending on the severity. I’ve got to clomp around in a cloth brace. That’s better than a moon-boot I suppose, but in summer SC, any added bit of clothing article is too much. Even on your foot. Every day I think, okay, tomorrow I can ditch the thing and then my ankle hurts a bit so it’s on for another day.

I’ve taken to wearing one of my shoes and one of my Dad’s. He wasn’t a large man so his shoe fits me and the brace almost perfectly. I’m sure I get some weird looks, but who cares? It works. I can walk. Now if only I can do my daily walking exercises. I miss  them. And I don’t miss them. The time I used for walking is now re-appropriated to drawing lessons from a book and to my writing. What’s not bad about that? I’ve been able to write more. I’ve finished a story and written two (very) short stories and am working on a Christmas one. I’ve not written a new one in the while and I’m excited about this one.

Back to the ankle. According to the x-ray, a ligament tore a bit of bone off and that’s causing some of the trouble. It’s better than having the ligament torn and needing surgery. I’ll have to take what I can get. As long as it gets better soon so I can continue my photo trips. Since I’m walking better, with no limping and no pain, that should be soon.

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Jury Duty

Mom got a letter on Friday directing her to a magistrate court for jury duty. It’s the second letter for jury duty in the last six months. A picture of my mother sitting in the jury box in her LayZ Boy recliner popped in my head. Sweater. A blanket over her lap. Another blanket over her feet. She’d sit there, chin down, asleep. With a start she’d wake up and say:Don’t forget to tighten the lid so the water doesn’t come out. With her, when she wakes, dreams slide into the real world for a few moments. It takes getting used to.On Monday, I’ll call the office and get her excused from jury duty. She figures she’s too old and she’s done her duty.

It wasn’t that long ago I got three summons for jury duty in a six month span. Each was for a different court.  Before then I didn’t even pay attention what was what. My first letter was for a grand jury. You stayed on that for a year, but didn’t meet until there was a case or several. They did not excuse those who worked in school, but I was fine with it even if the school administration wasn’t. Once the officials of the court excused everyone who had excuses, they turned to a lottery. I knew right then and there I wouldn’t be picked, and I wasn’t.

The next time, I had to drive to Charleston, seventy miles away, for Federal Court. It was summer time so I didn’t have to get out of school. I brought my camera to take pictures. They weren’t going to pick me, I just knew it. I wouldn’t have minded because they’d put me in a hotel and I could wander Charleston and take all the pictures I wanted once court closed. I kind of looked forward to it. I sat through three calls for prospective jurors. I didn’t get picked.

The last time I was called was also in the summer. This was the local, county court, a small room, one smaller than the school library. I didn’t get picked either and it wasn’t like there were a lot of people to choose from.


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Movie Previews

I love movie previews. I could probably watch a movie worth of movie previews. I go to Youtube and watch them. I watch more movie previews that I watch movies. In fact, so far this year I’ve seen a grand total of three movies. Three movies in six months. That’s pitiful, but with my diminished funds it’s all I can afford right now, and, I’m okay with it. But I do wish I’d gone to see Beauty and the Beast.

When I’m at the theater and a forced viewer of previews, that is having to watch those previews of movies I don’t want to see, I like to grade them. Must see on the big screen. I can wait for the DVD to come out. I can wait for it to be shown on TV. No. Absolutely not. This time I was hoping to see the preview of Valerian and the City of a Thousand Planets. That’s a Must see on big screen. Along with that I saw Atomic Blonde. Never heard of it before. Wish I never heard of it now.

When did movies get so violent? Is it video games? Honestly, she must have killed like twenty people in the short time the preview aired. Definitely an Absolutely not movie. It made me wish I’d gone to a kiddie movie just to see family fare previews.


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Twisty, Twisty Ankle

This is how I planned the Saturday. There were two good garage sales. One I could walk to and encompassed the immediate neighborhood. The second I’d drive to with my Mom. She’s been wanting to go to garage sales, but getting in and out of the car constantly is not an option. The second place was at an apartment complex. She just needed to get out once and I’ll wheel her around in the wheelchair. After that, we’d go to the library.

This is how my Saturday went. Me on the couch with my foot up.

See, on Friday, I’d gone out the front door to get the mail. The sidewalk makes a sharp bend to the driveway. Along the driveway the ground is a good inch or two lower. My left foot hit the edge of the driveway and slipped. I twisted. I turned. I fell. Bam. Ouch. Major ouch. I must have lain on the cement for a good two-three minutes holding my ankle and being mad at myself. Why hadn’t I watched out where I was going? I can’t even remember what we got for mail, but it wasn’t worth all this. It wasn’t worth not paying attention.

I hobbled in. Mama wants to know what we got for mail. I twisted my ankle, I said. And It hurts. Mama still goes on about the mail. I have to shout what happened and then she goes into supermom mode except without the actual tending to me part because she can’t move far fast. She does try and made dinner and I’m there, laying on the couch, listening to her and she sounds just about to faint and drop on the spot so I know that I can’t be laying around with my foot for long. And I don’t. Next day I teeter-totter about doing the meal things and that’s okay. The foot’s swollen and bruised, but not so much the latter, because I’m using Mama’s wonder medicine, something with annika, a plant I think. It really gets the bruising down.

And there’s my Saturday. And pretty much my whole week. I’ll be paying a lot more attention when I got out that door.

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Comic Book Day 2017

I had big plans for May 6. Comic Book Day. By great luck there was also a community garage sale that morning. I bought nothing. The only books I would have bought were a bit grimy. They didn’t have anything else on my shopping list because, yes, I have a shopping list for when I go. I need a secure, plastic box for notebooks and I’m always searching for artificial flowers because they’re easier to maintain then real ones. Also, I can’t accidentally kill them.

But it was the thrill of the comic books that got me up that morning. In the preceding days I’d gone on-line to check out the comic book stores, to check on changes. One is gone. To tell the truth I’d never once found it and I tried, driving up and down a stretch of road several times searching for the address. Nothing. Just when I get an idea of where it might be, it’s gone out of business.

I thought that this year I would check out two new places. I like to get a feel for the store. No comic book shop is like another. Some aren’t even comic book stores, they just sell them among their DVDs, vinyl, CD’s and books. Then other places are comic book heavens with walls and racks and boxes of comic books. There are super hero posters and cardboard figures and toys and all the wonderful comic book and super hero related ‘stuff’. I’d discovered one of the latter last year and this year found another one. I nearly ran over Loki as I entered the parking lot, but not because I was going fast, he walked in the way and he was standing smack in the middle of the driveway.

It was hard to decide which free comic book to get. You can get only three. I don’t like the place where you can’t look at the book, but point and they’ll give it to you. I ended up with a listing of upcoming stories that way. I like to look at them and even then I left with a horror story where a little girl is killing people. Don’t like those kind. The ones I liked best was the Star Trek Next Generation one set in the Mirror universe. Buffy the Vampire Slayer is a good one, and I had to get Sponge Bob. I managed to get Bongo (with the Simpsons) too.  Plus I got a free hot dog and Cheeze Doodles. The latter are not to good to eat when your reading comic books.

On my way out of the parking lot, I nearly ran over Loki again. Good thing he wasn’t real. Next year I hope I remember to give everyone a heads up via the blog so they can head out and get their own free comic books.

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