This Happened


The Grand Nagus won’t allow transgender people to serve in the military. So much for his being an ally. But then again, he hasn’t kept any of his promises so why start now?

I’m livid. I’m past livid. Not simply because this happened but because I knew it was going to happen. I knew that the Grand Nagus wouldn’t step up and help the LGBTQ community at all. Just like I knew he wouldn’t “drain the swamp”. Just like I knew he wouldn’t defeat ISIS in 30 days. Just like I knew he wouldn’t be able to build the wall and make Mexico pay for it. Just like I knew every single thing that came out of his mouth was bullshit.

Granted, this is a distraction: the Nagus doesn’t want us focused on the repeal of the ACA or the whole Russian collusion situation. He wants to distract us. I get that. They say we should pick our battles in a situation like this and I agree.

In my case, I pick all of them. Every. Last. Damn. One.

**EDIT @ 14:30** This is, in fact, a political stunt. Just like I figured. Again, we have to pick our battles and I’m picking them all. Because I have to pick them all.

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Pros and Decepticons

As you may recall, HasCon is about a month and a half away. Seems that they are offering discounted tickets to the show and they’ve extended that offer. Prime said it best: this isn’t such a good thing.

In my case, I’m wondering if I should go. We might be waiting for a convention, but there’s a distinct lack of enthusiasm on my part. As hard as I try, I can’t feel any real excitement for this. If anything, I’m feeling a sense of ambivalence and little else.

I’m not enthusiastic. About a convention. Something is majorly wrong with this picture.

So I’m trying to justify going to this. It’s not going well.

-I’d see my friends.

-I’d get to see the trainwreck that is HasCon.

-I’d be able to see Mr. Cullen and Mr. Welker again.


-The cost.

-Having to pick my VIP event.

-The “dealer room”.

-The exclusives look great but can’t I order them elsewhere for less?

-The cost.

-It’s a mixed bag of other properties that don’t matter to me.

-Bronies. That is all.

-The cost.

-Some of the “guests” are almost laughable.

-Seeing the movie vehicles would be great but that’s not enough of a draw to get me on an airplane.

-Did I mention the cost?!

This is the first time that I’ve ever leaned towards not going to a convention. I’m not kidding. When I heard about BotCon back in 1994–I had a friend who regularly bought Lee’s–I was over the moon. A convention just for Transformers? Yes, please. Sign me up for preregistration! I wasn’t able to get to that convention but I kept working towards it; I was finally able to go in 1999.

I’ve been an attended ever since. But now I might break that pattern.

It’s not that I don’t want to see my friends. I do. But even Prime has noticed my lack of enthusiasm for this. When he brings it up, I don’t get excited. There’s no giggling or helps of, “I can’t wait!” There’s just antipathy. I’m ambivalent at best when it comes to HasCon. This isn’t at all like me. I’m fact, this is the polar opposite of what I should be feeling.

Suffice it to say, I may not go this year. Prime will but I’m thinking of sitting this one out. Yes, it sucks but I can’t pluck up the enthusiasm to go to this. Even Prime has said I wouldn’t enjoy myself. He’s right. I hate to say it, but he’s right.

Maybe we’ll get lucky and Hasbro will revive BotCon next year. Maybe they’ll learn from this folly. If that happens, I’ll be the first to sign up for preregistration.

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Well, It Took Them Long Enough…

It seems that China has banned Justin Bieber. For reasons. Most of them absolutely legitimate. Like bad behavior.

Considering that this is the exact same guy who abandoned his pet monkey at a freaking airport yeah, they may be on to something here. Other than that, all I can say is that it couldn’t have happened to a nicer douchebag guy.


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Minding the Gap

Last night, I called my mother, so I could work on getting a copy of my birth certificate. Now, I did have one of my own but due to circumstances beyond my control, I lost it. Yes, it irritated the absolute hell out of me, but all things considered, it could have been worse. So, how did our talk go? Well…

Mom’s doing well enough. She was upset that I didn’t tell her about my own ongoing breast situation and I can’t blame her. But to be honest, I didn’t want her to worry about it. As insane as it sounds, this is my fight and I have zero desire to stress her out over it. She is a thousand miles away from me; it does her no good to hear about this. She can’t hop into her car and drop by for a visit. It sucks but that’s how it is now. However, things got interesting when she mentioned how she’s coping.

As you may or may not know, Mom’s been fighting breast cancer, too. It was caught early, which is good. As for the rest, read on.

Mom’s subscribed to a website called Life Extension. Apparently, this place will cost you $50 a year and they’ll try to sell you something. Usually, it’s a supplement or some vitamins. But those cost money as well. (You would think that they’d cut you a bit of a break but I guess not.) According to Mom, she feels better now than she did 20 years ago. That’s a good thing, I guess.

Later that night, I checked up on the site. Yep, nothing but snake oil woo woo. Mom’s been sucked in by a woo peddler, to the point of telling me to break up with my doctor.

No thanks. My doctors–both of them–are actually great. Yes, doctors do make mistakes and shit happens but I’m still going to trust Western medicine. It has a scientifically proven track record, for Primus’ sake. These supplements? Not so much.

Granted, my mother can choose to seek treatment or refuse it if she wants.She doesn’t have to go a doctor if she wants. That’s her decision. However, I can do the same. I can choose to seek treatment for my breast issues from a doctor of my own choosing. I can keep taking my tamoxifen, rather than letting it sit in the cabinet, untouched. I can do my own research. I can check and verify whether or not a supplement has any efficacy. As crazy as it sounds, I’d rather fight this battle with science. No, it’s not a cure-all, but at least it has facts behind it.

I’ll take facts any day of the week, thank you. But that’s just me.

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Sunday Morning Nostalgia Crush!

Season two opener for The Smurfs. For the life of me, I can’t seem to find the first season title. I’m going to keep looking, though.

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Finally got my new Kindle and I’m trying it out.

This could be a game-changer. Seriously. I can blog whenever, wherever. Go ME!

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Water You Doing?

Since it’s been another shitty week, we’re turning it into a kitty week. So here are some cats who are confounded by a lobster. Enjoy!

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