They call my generation ‘Boomerang Kids’ – Millennials who left the nest for college, then turned right around and moved back in with Mom and Dad post-grad because the wider world is terrible, and depressing, and an empty nightmare of struggles to find affordable healthcare.
I’m thirty years old, and there’s almost nothing adult about me.
Calling all Whovians! This Saturday, August 30th, Golden Apple Comics is showcasing the world’s largest bluetooth speaker – which just so happens to be a talking, moving, menacing life-size Dalek.
It only took an hour for me to develop an addiction to Lifehacker, a do-it-yourself advice website for the tech and geek crowd.
@midnight comedians Chris Hardwick, Paul F. Tompkins, Jen Kirkman, and Mike Lawrence entertained me for an hour last Wednesday, at no cost to me.
I don’t have a twin sister, my father isn’t manic-depressive, and my mother didn’t leave me when I was eight, but the main character in Rainbow Rowell’s FANGIRL was so familiar that after reading late into the night, I reached for my Kindle as soon as I woke up in the morning to finish reliving my first year of college through Cath Avery.
The new year is almost upon us, and I’ve neglected this blog for far too long. When I last left off, I was an old woman with shingles – I’m still an old woman, but fortunately the shingles has passed. Since then I went to a Time Lord Ball dressed as a lizard woman from the dawn of time, held a Whovian birthday party, and sold geeky ornaments at a craft faire. All topics I meant to blog about in depth, all stuck solidly in the past.