So San Diego Comic Con has come to a close this week….and once again I feel wretched for not being there but at least this time as the doors close, I feel a glimmer of hope that I could actually get there in years to come. This initially started life as a way to vent the frustrations of being a woman who geeks, my annoyances and a list on all the things that suck and really get on my last nerve. But I have to say that maybe it’s the strange London heatwave mixed with some of the instagrams I have seen from #SDCC.
Maybe it’s Seth Green and Nathan Fillion and a brilliant
Venture Brothers cosplay that I saw. Whatever it is, I just don’t have that
vitriol in me right now…at least not this time.
Instead I find myself feeling hopeful and I am fully
prepared to admit that this is purely down to seeing a poster of the upcoming
X-Men: Days of Future Past movie, but I want to take the time to say a word of
thanks.
Being a geek in whatever form that may take is a freedom. If
you spent a lot of time in childhood and adolescence feeling like everything
around you resembles a shoe that is 2 sizes too small, then climbing the
mountain, getting to the cave and seeing someone huddled by the fire who just
happens to hum the Firefly theme fills you up.
It still happens to me. I am 35 and when I meet someone who
likes a selection of the things that I love, from the on-again-off-again of
Katchoo and Francine to the mayhem of Preacher, it still feels like hot tea on
a freezing cold day. In a world of folks going on about North West Kardash, it
feels good to roll your eyes and look to see someone else thinking, “Wouldn’t
you just kill for a Firefly rerun right now?”
We know that there are people out there who just don’t like
women identifying themselves as Geeks. They think we are playing at it or just
have seen Big Bang Theory too often. When you get to the professional level,
there are still those that think we do not have enough to say or that for some
reason, as eloquently pointed out by Joss Whedon a few months back when I saw
him, Men are not interested in what women have to put on screen or in a comic,
but then expect the same women to be interested in what men have to say and do.
We know this. But sometimes I feel that in focussing on this, we miss the opportunity
to say Thank you.
It is an odd and liberating thing to give
yourself the geek title. It means so many different things to so many different
corners of the world. Embrace and disdain go hand in hand because from that
point on, the world and your place in it is changed. I guess that’s my two
pence, a word of thanks to all of those out there combined with a word to visit
a comic shop when you can. Ok it can be a bit strange and I cannot guarantee
things won’t get a little odd before you leave, but I promise you, by my pretty
floral bonnet, it really is worth a look see.
Now for that drink
Rampancy Cocktail – Courtesy of Clint Slowik
Ingredients
1 part Chambord
½ part Grenadine
2 parts Alize Wild Passion or Gold Passion
2 parts UV Pink Lemonade Vodka
1 splash Aftershock
Raspberry Ginger Ale (UK: methinks here add some fresh raspberries and ginger ale)
2 drops of red food colouring
½ part Grenadine
2 parts Alize Wild Passion or Gold Passion
2 parts UV Pink Lemonade Vodka
1 splash Aftershock
Raspberry Ginger Ale (UK: methinks here add some fresh raspberries and ginger ale)
2 drops of red food colouring
Directions:
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Pour Chambord followed by Grenadine over ice in
a hi-ball glass.
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Float the Alize then the UV pink vodka and
lightly pour the Ginger Ale to fill the glass (adding the raspberries for the
UK folks)
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Finally add the Aftershock and the drops of food
colour
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Proceed to lapse into Rampancy
North West could proabably buy you a new season of Firefly if you asked nicely...
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