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Finally the weekend is here. I got so far behind last week I think I only made it into work one day. To be fair I do a lot of work at home. All the same, I didn’t get a lot done. I’m thinking next week will be better. In the meantime I’m going to take some time off from being stressed out. To celebrate my short vacation from everything (for the weekend) here’s the one of the short stories that Neil Gaiman read at the Comic Book Legal Defense Fund (CBLDF) benefit at New York Comic Con:

The Day the Saucers Came by Neil Gaiman

That day, the saucers landed. Hundreds of them, golden,
Silent, coming down from the sky like great snowflakes,
And the people of Earth stood and stared as they descended,
Waiting, dry-mouthed to find what waited inside for us
And none of us knowing if we would be here tomorrow
But you didn’t notice it because

That day, the day the saucers came, by some coincidence,
Was the day that the graves gave up their dead
And the zombies pushed up through soft earth
or erupted, shambling and dull-eyed, unstoppable,
Came towards us, the living, and we screamed and ran,
But you did not notice this because

On the saucer day, which was the zombie day, it was
Ragnarok also, and the television screens showed us
A ship built of dead-man’s nails, a serpent, a wolf,
All bigger than the mind could hold, and the cameraman could
Not get far enough away, and then the Gods came out
But you did not see them coming because

On the saucer-zombie-battling gods day the floodgates broke
And each of us was engulfed by genies and sprites
Offering us wishes and wonders and eternities
And charm and cleverness and true brave hearts and pots of gold
While giants feefofummed across the land, and killer bees,
But you had no idea of any of this because

That day, the saucer day the zombie day
The Ragnarok and fairies day, the day the great winds came
And snows, and the cities turned to crystal, the day
All plants died, plastics dissolved, the day the
Computers turned, the screens telling us we would obey, the day
Angels, drunk and muddled, stumbled from the bars,
And all the bells of London were sounded, the day
Animals spoke to us in Assyrian, the Yeti day,
The fluttering capes and arrival of the Time Machine day,
You didn’t notice any of this because
you were sitting in your room, not doing anything
not even reading, not really, just
looking at your telephone,

wondering if I was going to call.

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Am I really this far behind on my posts. If I am it’s because it’s taken me this long to recover from the last week and a half of constant work. Now that the complaining is over, let’s get to the fun stuff.

Saturday at NYCC ’08:

What is there to say about Saturday? I could talk about watching Battlestar Galactica and Doctor Who on the big screen down in the IGN Theater after “An Evening With Neil Gaiman” or about how I almost killed myself trying to stay later at Gaiman’s panel. It ran over by about 30 minutes because he was reading from his as of yet unreleased new book.

Before he began he said, “We’ll just stay till we’re finished. I have no idea how long this chapter is.” I got as much video of it as my crappy little powershot would take (15 min). I was riding on adrenaline and food bars right till the end when I got home at 12:30PM. Mind you I had been working non-stop since about 7AM.

Saturday was a little less busy for me, even though the convention center was overrun with the masses. Friday was mostly just press and professionals. It made it really hard to shoot footage in the aisles.

We got some great interviews that I’ll probably use other posts to remember in great detail, but the pictures today will have to suffice.

Pics: Captain America, Jean Gray/Dark Phoenix and Emma Frost, Giant Marshmallow, Tim Roth and Louis Letterier of The Incredible Hulk, Mark Guggenheim (Young X-Men), Jay Faerber (Generation X, New Warriors), Erik Larson (Image Comics), Michael Avon Oeming and Bryan J.L. Glass (Marvel Comics), and Pete confronts one angry Swear Bear.

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Back to school, work, and everything else today. I spent most of the day catching up after my great weekend in Jersey with my cousins. Lots of good food and good company. I enjoyed it so much, I’ve already booked more time at the family hotel for wayward youths this coming spring break. It’s not for a couple more weeks, and I’m sure I’ll be ready to relax after mid-terms.

On my to-do list this week in no particular order:

1) Finish putting my computer back together (after that one little piece I need arrives).

2) Watch the DVDs I brought back from Jersey with me including: Seinfeld: Seasons 4&5, and The Simpson’s Movie Ratatoille and Corpse Bride (all on blu-ray).

3) Get my meals back on track (vacation binging, you understand).

4) Catch up on homework and class readings.

5) Catch up on my book club selections and graphic novels including: Marvel Civil War, and Neil Gaiman’s Collected works.

Between all the homework, required reading, and desired reading I should be pretty busy through the rest of this week. I’ll be sure to post reviews of each fun selection after I finish them. Up first is Marvel Civil War book 1.

I have several other fun things planned for the rest of the week, but they’re not worth mentioning until future posts. I don’t want to show my entire hand while the game is still being played.

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Party Time. Everyone put on their birthday hats, I will. Today Uncle Monty is celebrating his 49th, and Uncle Don his 68th. As you can see they’re both filled with girlish glee. Just weeks ago, Aunt Kris took cousin Sarah’s birthday to stealth-celebrate her 50th. They all seem to be aging really well, but still take the time to bemoan the encroaching years. I think I’ll age in reverse until I hit 25 and just freeze at that age for the next 20 or so.
The kids, not including me despite my anti-aging pacts with the devil, took this Sunday to celebrate (or lament) the end of the summer. Most of them used this summer to take extra courses, so maybe it wasn’t a true summer for some of them. I think when I was their age the summer was primarily used for training, family Canada vacations, and staying up late watching sci-fi movies and reading epic novels.

Speaking of fantasy novels, I finally sat down and finished Stardust. I was pleased to find that it was even more enjoyable than the Hollywood version. I think most books are that way. Peter Deluise, a director on one of my favorite shows said that sometimes they’ll call parts of stories “the book version” when doing certain scenes. It means that the audience or reader in this case will always come up with something far better than what Hollywood can produce.

Next it’s on to Frank Herbert’s “Dune”. I have seen all incarnations of the movie adaptations many times and have enjoyed them all thoroughly. I haven’t read any of the novels, and there are a ton of them; all relating to the universe/storyline created in the first novel. I think his children are writing novels within the Dune universe/storyline much like Tolkein’s children have carried on his work. I actually saw a new LOTR novel at Barnes and Noble the other day, but chose to wait on picking it up.

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Because my house sold so fast I was forced to move out, and not knowing where I would eventually end up, opted to have my mail forwarded to my parents. So far this has worked pretty well since most of my mail is junk anyway and of no real importance. I’m still trying to train Mom to recognize junk mail (I’m sure she’s not to great with junk e-mail either).
During my brief visit I learned that Mom and Dad’s dog Arthur had to take a little trip to the vet earlier in the day. Turns out he has a minor bacterial infection (apparently that’s code for a rash). So Keflex just made it’s way onto his menu for the near future. My buddy the “Chocolate Tornado”, as I affectionately call him, seemed unaffected, and therefore was denied the trip around town in the car that he wanted so badly.
Dad was nice enough to bring back presents for both the fuzzballs though. Clark was lucky enough to get several new varieties of squeaking tennis toys. Upon hearing the squeak as Dad pulled the first toy out of the bag it sounded like a small elephant stampeded as Clark skidded all over the wood floor to get to the source of the noise that he so loves to hear. I suppose he equates “squeak” with fun by now.
I managed to make it a little further in Neil Gammon’s “Stardust” that I’m reading. I haven’t started “Dune” yet. The coming long weekend should provide ample opportunity to burn through both of them. I hope everyone has something fun planned, I know most of the area primary and secondary schools are out on Monday, and most businesses are too. This Sunday I’ll be celebrating the end of the summer as well as a few family birthdays at Aunt Susie’s and Uncle Don’s. We’ll be celebrating uncle Monty’s 49th and Uncle Don’s 67th birthday. They seem old, I know, but you’re really only as old as you feel. I guess that makes me about 21-22. I’ll be sure to snag some photos/video of the festivities.

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Ah the whoops and hollers coming from the living room tonight. If you’re not into Fantasy Sports, then you don’t know this is the draft season. I myself am not participating, mostly due to my complete lack of football knowledge. If they had a Fantasy Swimming league then I’d probably do ok, but then we’d all be in trouble because hell would have frozen over, brrr.
One of our housemates and another former housemate are currently pacing the living room and cursing their bad fortune to have drawn such shitty draft pick positions for the upcoming draft session later this evening. Amidst the sounds of their X-Box and rage induced controller throwing they are discussing their poor fortune and how they plan to remedy it.
I had the distinct honor of drawing names out of a box to select who got what spot during the draft session. The great care with which I was cajoled into doing this was so climatic that you would think I had just been chosen to replace St. Peter at the gates of heaven and would now get to decide the order with which people would get into heaven. If I did that heaven would probably look more like a beer commercial from the 80s. Lots of beer, lots of bikinis…
The pics: Mango Fried Rice courtesy of Thai Peppers. Great Thai food, and it’s a cool 4 blocks from our house. I recommend anything from the daily specials. More recommendations to come, I’ve only been twice.
Pic 2 is from my recent trip to Barnes and Noble. It’s been so long since I read a real book I decided to pick up some recommended reading. Frank Herbert’s original “Dune” arguably one of the best sci-fi novels of the 20th century, and Neil Gaiman’s “Stardust”. The latter was the inspiration for the recent fantasy film now in theaters. I liked the movie so much I decided to go deeper to the source material. Reviews to be forthcoming…

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