Sunday, January 25, 2015

It's okay to enjoy one 'verse over the original. Seriously. Shut up! I do what I want!

Goddamnit, Marvel. Ugh. Okay, no more Superior Iron Man for me. I'm sure the comic is hitting all the right notes for people who are enjoying it, kudos and happy reading to you all. As for me, I think I'll just stick to movie!verse Iron Man. Besides, the whole Avengers comic!verse looks like a hot mess right now. Thank the Powers That Be for Angela: Asgard's Assassin and Image Comic's Wytches.

Now, if Angela looks familiar, it's because...

...she originally appeared first in Spawn way back in the 90's. She now resides with House Marvel.

Wow. Dollar ninety-five for a comic book. BTW, my older brother had this issue. Wonder if he still does. Anywhoo, big ole' legal bru-haha between Todd McFarlane and Neil Gaiman. Long story short, the two settled their dispute, and Gaiman got full ownership of the character. Marvel Comics later bought the character, and voila! Angel/Bounty Hunter for Heaven becomes Former angel/long-lost daughter of Odin, and sister to Loki and Thor. She does her own thing like a boss.

The Hubs and I made our every-other-week sojourn to our favorite comic book store today, and I picked up two new first-issues.

From Dark Horse Comics: Lady Killer by Joelle Jones and Jamie S. Rich. "Betty Draper meets Hannibal"

And from IDW: Millennium

And look who's featured in the first issue alongside Frank Black! Two of my favorite show from the 90's crossing over once again, this time around in comic form.

Will enjoy them later on tonight. I've just started a new book on Friday called Ocean Sea by Alessandro Baricco and I aim to immerse myself in it properly.

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Realizing that I work a lot better at the dinner table.

When we lived in Texas, I had established my 'Lady Den' permanently in our dining area. No matter what loud, distracting tv show The Hubs had on, I still managed to work happily in that corner of our living space. The only time I ever had to move my laptop was before we sat down for meals.
I now have a real desk in our bedroom. I can close the door whenever The Hubs is watching tv, and I don't have to pull out the earbuds if I want to listen to music or watch something on the laptop. I have complete privacy away from little distractions.
But I've found that I'm sortkinda less productive in what should be this ideal environment. I exhaust more time trolling fic sites than I do reading my usual book and lifestyle blogs. Instead of trying to find more creative ways of expressing myself, I'm just whittling away precious computer time feeding my current fandom obsessions (I'm looking at all ya'll, Avengers.), all from the comfort of my desk in the bedroom.

And now here I am, composing this from our current apartment's dining area. It's definitely a lot more spacious than our last one in Killeen, and there's plenty of light and I have a lovely view of the snow falling outside. I'm feeling a lot more productive and brainstorm-y than I have been the last couple of months. The only real distraction here is my cat Luna rubbing her face against mine and trying to sit on the keyboard. *bites her tail nom nom nom...*
I don't get it, but I'm not going to question it. I think I'm just gonna hang here for now.

Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Phew! Just glad the shopping holiday is over!

I seriously cannot stop listening to The War On Drugs's album Lost In the Dream, specifically the track 'Disappearing'. Goddamit, the song is so beautiful and melancholy, why haven't I bought it yet?! Oh yeah, cuz I have Spotify and it lets me listening to it whenever the hell I want for free. Still, I need this album plus the band's previous ones for my 3rd gen Ipod which is, surprisingly, still working after all these years. Hn.

Regretting not having done a really extensive Year-In-Review sort of entry, but we're well too into January 2015 for that, and I'm not really prepared as far as image-posting goes. I tried not to make lofty weight loss resolutions, instead deciding to focus more on just staying active and less lethargic. Try to make a baby with The Hubs too. Devote more time and thought to writing in my actual journal. And of course, READ.
According to, I managed to read 55 books this past year! Wowzers! And so, I've set my reading goal this year to 100 books! Yeah, I'm not going to hit that number. I'm two books into the New Year, and yet Goodreads is telling me that I'm one book behind schedule. Yeesh, lay off! Because I was busy during the holidays, I wasn't able to finish Tove Jansson's The Summer Book before the end of December, despite it being such a slim read. My first official book for 2015 is Last Call by Tim Powers, author of one of my faves, The Stress of Her Regard. Instead of blood-sucking creatures and doomed Romantic poets, we have guns, gangsters, and gambling set in a modern day fantasy. A bit hard to following if you're very fuzzy on poker playing and Tarot cards, but I found that reading the poker playing scenes is the equivalent of standing behind The Hubs and watching him playing poker, kinda like being a back-seat player and trying not to give away his hand with a lousy poker-face.

The Hubs has settled into bed and wants me to type a little less loudly. Yeesh.

Thursday, January 1, 2015

Celebrating the New Year with Christmas leftovers!

The Hubs and I missed the ringing in of the new year by a minute because I made him finish The Time of the Doctor with me. Still feeling a bit bad about that, but c'mon. It's one of my favorite Doctor Who specials. Remember how the brief glimpse of Capaldi!Doctor's Eyebrows of Utter Awesomeness sortkinda broke Tumblr?

I wasn't able to do much as far as lj-ing or blogging in the last week because of The Hub's family being in town for the holidays. They rented a fairly nice house close to our neighborhood. The 1950's Rat Pack vibe going on in the place was a nice, distinct touch, but both me and The Hubs declined to spend the night while his family stayed there. It was probably the big bare windows and the feeling of being watched from the outside that spooked me.

We took the kids (I'm afraid Daniel and Jackie, ages 16 and 18, will always be referred to as 'the kids' with us) out
on a few hikes, though I wasn't able to come on a few because of work, but what time we spent with them was loads of fun.
On our first outing together, The Hubs took us out to Palmer Park, where he admitted to getting lost a few times whenever he went out by himself.

Three of our four intrepid heroes.

Our romance novel cover.

We all know how enthusiastic The Hubs is as trail leader, judging from past entries. Me and Jackie had on snow boots that afternoon because we thought we'd be trudging through a bit of snow. Instead, it was a beautiful day out and the ground was dry. My Vans would have sufficed.

Jackie in a moment of despair.

I refused to go further.

Ah, but the view was amazing! And from this height, you could look down and heckle joggers.

And then the next day, the sky dumped a lot of snow on us and no one wanted to do anything for awhile. Two days after Christmas, with the promise of both beer (for his stepdad Mike) and donuts (for the rest of us), The Hubs took us on another hike, this time near Seven Falls.

Finally, a trail where my snow boots were actually needed. The, isn't he just excited? And a wild Jackie.

Ugh, it was all incline. Not as bad as The Incline in Manitou Springs, but it was work. I'm just glad that I wasn't trailing at the back of the pack like a grandma. I manage to keep 2nd place most of the way. The Hub's younger bro Daniel lead the entire time.


As usual, the spectacular views made the trip worth it.
I have a lot of pics with Jackie being the ant against a majestic backdrop.

Gotta jet. The Hubs is asking if I want to go on a hike, but it's stoopidly cold outside. Stop asking!

Happy New Year!!!