Last night, after forgetting about it completely until missy reminded me in the morning; I attempted to turn around a day of feeling rather crap and toddled off to the Queensland Orchestra's
The Sounds of Sci-Fi. Many many nerds. *grin* Also, many children dressed as Jedi. I was seated next to children, which I was apprehensive about at first, but they were very well behaved and not a problem once I managed to tune out the fidgetting (I know kids fidget; that's not a problem. I just needed a few moments to tune it out.) It was much more theatrical and 'fun' than I'd expected, but there were only a few moments of true lame-ness, and the rest was light and fun.
It was great to see a fair few members of the orchestra get into the spirit of things and get dressed up. We had a few Enterprise crew, a Tom Baker, and The Flash (though there was some contention from the trekkies in front of me as to whether The Flash counts as sci-fi. But that's trekkies for you. :P) All in all, it was a fun night (although the premise of the light 'plot' of the evening of claiming that we don't portray aliens in an overall rather crap fashion is ... well, I've ranted about that
before).
Afterwards, I'd considered hanging about in town for a while, but decided I was tired and still feeling a bit generally bleh, so off home to curl up in bed with the most recent Kate Forsyth, whcih I picked up the other day.
This morning I slept until I woke up (as opposed to setting an alarm), and potted about for awhile before finally putting the laundry on. Waiting for the machine to do its thing, I realised just how messy I'd let the house get of late, so off I went on a cleaning spree. The garbage bin outside is filled about 1/3 more than when I started, and I can flit freely between the door and my bed without having to step over things. Hooray!
I'm still working on balancing the fact that I'm a lazy sod with the fact that messiness really really bugs me. In the meantime, the buzz from a freshly-cleaned house is awesome.
Shortly, a trip to the shops, because I need groceries and have fruit and veg cravings. I have a nice cut of lamb thawing for dinner, which I'm thinking of marinating and grill-roasting in the toaster oven. I had some great luck doing that with the pork cut I had the other night. We shall see.
In news of teh intarwebs, Grant Morrison
talks to Newsarama about Batman, and comes up with awesome smackdown on Frank Miller. I've no idea what Morrison's like in terms of his actual comic work (comic-geeks on the f-list? I'm curious), but anyone who can lay this kind of smackdown on Miller makes me tingly-happy. (via
Bookslut)
GM: ...I'd rather Batman embodied the best that secular humanism has to offer - a sour-faced, sexually-repressed, humorless, uptight, angry, and all-round grim 'n' gritty Batman would be more likely to join the Taliban surely?
NRAMA: Er…
GM: And while we're on that subject...Batman vs. Al Qaeda! ... I'd be so much more impressed if Frank Miller gave up all this graphic novel nonsense, joined the Army and, with a howl of undying hate, rushed headlong onto the front lines with the young soldiers who are actually risking life and limb 'vs' Al Qaeda.Another thing on the Morrison interview, as I said the boy last night; it's interesting to note that in Morrison's little condensed history of Batman, Robin is not worth mentioning beyond Dick and Jason. No mention of Tim or Steph. Which is perhaps interesting, even acknowledging that we're talking about a paragraph of Bat-history.
Also, a rather fascinating look at the 'traditional marriage' argument, and
why it's so hard to swallow. (via
Alas, A Blog)
It's not a defensive stance, no matter how it's framed. It's not "please leave my cultural values alone," because nobody is asking them to dissolve their marriages, reorder their families, change their church ceremonies ... They're just asking that other versions be allowed to exist, too, and treated equally. And these folks argue that that mere fact of coexistence will obliterate them...And now, a snack, then off to grocery-shopping.