SF Tidbits for 4/12/07

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  1. Gee, I consider myself a pretty die-hard geek, but none of the items in that EW piece apply to me. My realizations come about when:

    1: I defend Jeff Wayne’s War of the Worlds, while decrying every other piece of musical theater, solely because it contains both SF and prog.

    2: I purchase the Strontium Dog action figure because, quite frankly, when’s the next time I’m ever gonna see a Strontium Dog action figure?

    3: I have an actual non-alcohol inspired conversation stating that Fifth Element and Dark City were better Heavy Metal movies than Heavy Metal: The Movie was.

    4: I place one of my Conan figures facing my McFarlane Alien Queen figure, and find I cannot stop looking at them.

    5: I find myself in a conversation as to whether the depictions in Wayne Barlowe’s Guide to Extraterrestrials constitutes any kind of “canon.”

    6: I consider the fact that the merging of creations in Mike Carey’s Lucifer and the reforging of Earth in Infinite Crisis were, in fact, the same event, in some futile hope that DC will reintroduce some aspect of the Vertigo universe back into continuity.

    All of the above occur un-ironically.

  2. Funnier than the sci-fi part was his list of worst songs to get busy to. Comments from me are:

    Mr Roboto – agree, the thought of Dennis DeYoung is enough to deflate the moment, so to speak.

    My Bologna, or another song by Wierd Al – I agree, but only because I’d be tempted to sing along and that can’t be good for anybody else in the room.

    I Ran by Flock of Seagulls – what makes this funny was in college my buddy dated a girl who we described as having ‘Flock of Seagulls hair’ and he later admitted to being distracted during an intimate session because he kept thinking of the guys in the band.

    Ninja Rap – ’nuff said.

    My own would include:

    Queen Bohemian Rhapsody – changes in tempo can’t possibly come at the right time.

    Anything by Zamfir, master of the pan flute – duh.

    Monty Python songs – giggling is usually not the right things to be doing during that moment. Nor do you want to be thinking “Every Sperm is Sacred” either.

  3. I’ve always found Muskrat Love to be a real mood killer.

    On a mildly related note, I once attended a wedding where the reception went into the wee hours. There were several little girls, aged 3-8, who were sitting on the floor against the wall completely exhausted. near the end of the reception, the DJ played Can’t Get Enough of Your Love, Babe by Barry White. I watched as these girls opened their eyes wide, got up, and began dancing to it.

    My theory: all females are genetically hardwired to respond to Barry White.

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