I really do love people. Kind of. A little. Meh.

As much as I hate to admit it, there are 3 people in my life that probably know my day-to-day moods more than anyone on the planet. Chris Barbara Debbie My co-horts at work. They, more than anyone have had to deal with my overly crabby, removed, disorganized self that was born from the 'losing-my-dreams-of-a-family-heart-torn-apart debacle' that used to be my life. It's not like my general disdain for the human race is any secret. But I honestly try very hard not to take it out on the people around me. The people that are forced to be near me, the people who ring up my purchases, my neighbors (although if I actually got a 'hi' out of one of them I'd probably fall over), don't face the wrath of my anger. They might notice I'm not the friendliest person they've ever crossed paths with, but I don't lash out at them. Well for whatever reason, 'call it fate, call it karma'* my mood has changed. It started the weekend before last. I don't know why but I just feel better. There was no discernable turning point, I think I just noticed it. But nobody else has. The surprising part is that the three people who know me best not only didn't notice; but when my mood was casually mentioned (by someone else) they made it clear they saw no difference. ! I suppose seeing these changes in myself is going to have to be enough, since nobody else seems to notice. *geeks points if you know where this quote is from! *UPDATE: Yes, I'd like a little cheese with my wine. :)

The Good Things

Cool breezes Sara Bareilles Baked Doritos Dollar Store Wednesdays Getting back in touch with old friends Chris Keller Stories New coffee flavors at work Crickets' songs Full Moon Guilty Pleasures Epbot A good book Gettin frisky in the lunch room Wil Rutter's Tea Science Fiction New life (Congratulations Kelly!!) The Guild What are your good things?

Horror Cherry Busted

As some of you already know, I busted my Horror Convention cherry labor day weekend at the HorrorFind 12 Convention in Gettysburg, Pa. It was definitely a unique experience and here is some of the action I caught while I was there! Scary Man #1...c'mon, just one hug? What's really funny is that this guy was really very nice and posed for everyone who asked! This guy totally freaked me the fuck out. He kept sticking his tongue out of the tiny hole in his mask. Total points for scary...but I was having none of it! Caught a couple 'room' photos and Jake Busey stuck his face in there. (Okay I totally stalkerized him here) And Dee Wallace. She seemed so genuinly nice and took time to talk to everyone that happened by her table. Honestly the pics of her and Jake were taken from further away, but I cropped them to make it look like I was standing 3 feet away. Not stalker-like aaaaaaaaaat all. There was a steampunk table there too (the only one I saw that seemed to truly represent). They were selling jewelry, clothing, weaponry...and it was all so AWESOME! I'm not a fan of decorating or dressing in steampunk but I loves looking at it. The details can be truly amazing and I love the beauty and art of it all. Here's a pic of the lovely lady running the booth. I didn't manage to get a pic of the dapper gentleman running it with her. Every time I tried I couldn't even step back a foot.

A true pro...she saw my camera, briefly stopped her discussion and posed. In my opinion, one of the finest pieces being sold. Amazing.

There were a lot of celebrities there, the coolest and most famous of which was George Ramero. But honestly I wasn't feeling the 90+ minute wait.

There were two celebs that totally made my weekend though....

My splurge. I spent $20.00 just to snap a photo of Mr. Gary Busey and myself. He seemed nice but not really 'there' if you know what I mean. S'cool though.

And my all time highlight of this weekend?

Meeing my newest favorite author and discovering that he is indeed...one cool mother fucker.

Me with Brian Keene. Thank you Joe, for snapping this photo since all my friends are super lame and decided that staying home with their families would be more fun than hanging out with me.

SUCKS TO BE YOU!!

All in all I had a decent time. I attended a few panels and readings which were superbly awesome. Discovered a few new authors which is always good. Kelly Owen, Rio Youers, Jack Ketchum (missed his reading, dammit!), Mary SanGiovanni, and Norman Prentiss. The hotel Wyndam seemed completely unprepared and thus led to some confined situations. However most of the people that I struck up conversations with were very nice.

I even spotted some sci-fi/geek lovelies in my many walk-abouts.

Check out this chicks Chewey!! So...to sum up. Would I go back? Not sure. I was mostly drawn in my the literary attractions but some of the films I caught at the filmfest were not too bad!

Perhaps if I had someone to keep me company, there would have been more debauchery to be had. But getting drunk and having a real good time on my own just makes me look like a freak.

Oh wait....