It’s no secret that I’ve been a space enthusiast all my life.  So hearing the news about the passing of John Glenn today simply adds to the misery that I’ve felt through most of 2016.

In college, long before his return to space at age 77, I wrote a report on him for a class called “The Individual in History”.  We had an option to present the report orally to class, which also involved dressing up as the person who your report was on.  I opted not to do that.

Others can say more about the man better than I can.  I’ll just say that he was a hero to me.

Godspeed, John Glenn.


The last week has been rather eventful, both good and bad.

The CW successfully showed that a multi-night multi-series crossover with superheroes can work.  And it was awesome.

At work a division director was ‘retired’, and a coworker was lost in the Oakland warehouse fire.  And through all that, I’ve actually managed to stay sane.  Angry and upset, but sane.

And other stuff happened.

Right now I’m focused on getting through the rest of this year, with Rogue One and Christmas waiting in the next couple of weeks.

Here’s to an uneventful rest of 2016.


A couple of weeks ago I reactivated my account on Coffee Meets Bagel, a dating app.  After a few days of interaction, the same thing happened that caused me to shut down that account in the first place: no new ‘bagels’ for me to check out.

So last week I downloaded and created a new account on Match.com’s phone app.  About a day later my mailbox had about a dozen or so ‘likes’ and messages from some women, but of course they want you to subscribe in order to find out who they are or read the messages, and frankly I’m wary of that, because this same thing happened on eHarmony, I think, and it was bullshit, there were no actual messages, and the ones who did ‘like’ my profile never responded to messages that I sent.

I promptly shut down the Match.com account.

It always happens around the holidays: I get some hair up my nose or bug up my ass to go find possible companionship, even though I’m fine being alone for a good 9-10 months out of the year.  This year was no different.

But this time I’m questioning myself about what it is that I want right now.  Do I actually fear the idea of being in a relationship?  Have I finally convinced myself that I am no longer boyfriend/husband/father material?

I believe I answered that a while back when I said that I was broken.  Broken in that I’m not a dateable person anymore.  I think I stopped being that a while ago.  I’m good at being an uncle, but the idea of having my own kids, especially at my age, is not something I think I could be good at anymore.

The last time I dated someone was in 2010.  That was the girl who I met at a screening of Indiana Jones films, who suggested going to a comic book store during our first actual date, and who I couldn’t keep a relationship going, even with our common interests.

I think I am scared.

Scared to inflict myself on another person.  Scared to open myself up to another person.  Scared to share myself with another person.

I’m going to be 50 next year.  My plans for the year, especially for my birthday, are totally up in the air.  For the past 30 years or so I’ve spent my birthday with friends and family in a myriad of venues.  And I am forever appreciative for that.

The one thing that hasn’t happened in that time is, simply, spending birthday time with a significant other, who may have planned something for you because they know you would appreciate it.  I don’t have anyone like that in my life, and maybe that’s all that I’d want.  But I’ve lived without for this long, so I shouldn’t expect anything different for my 50th.

And what happens in the next 30 years scares me even more.

30 Years

November 26, 1986:


Memory is VERY hazy, but according to the interwebs, today (11.26.2016) is the 30th anniversary of the release of Star Trek IV: The Voyage Home.

Earlier in the year it was announced that the film was shooting in San Francisco, and I recall a couple of times that Glenn and I tried to check out locations where they were supposedly shooting.  We never found them.

On the day before Thanksgiving, a bunch of us went down to… Regency I(?) to stand in line for an evening showing on premiere day.

Come to think of it, except for The Motion Picture and the last two TNG films, I think I’ve seen all of the Trek films on opening day.  As I said, memory is hazy.

I remember how different I knew the movie would be just from the opening theme.  The familiar notes from the TOS theme was heard, but the rest of the music over the opening credits was very different from Goldsmith’s and Horner’s previous.  It seemed more playful, as opposed to the nautical feel of the Horner themes.

And that’s what we got, a playful, almost slapstick story surrounding an important ‘save the world’ mission for our crew.

It was a fun movie to watch.  And despite some location inaccuracies (they wanted a ride to San Francisco while walking along the Marina?), it was great seeing my hometown and surround areas get some screen time in a Star Trek film.

I think I’ll find some time later this weekend to give it a viewing.


Oh, ho…

I have discovered that epub documents from the Black Library are quite readable through Google Play Books.


I purchased the Cadia Codex supplement for Warhammer 40K as a test, to see if these were worth buying, and if they didn’t work on my tablet, I was actually considering getting a new or refurbished iPad in order for me to read these things.

Before trying Play Books, I had downloaded a few ‘free’ epub3-format readers, and all of them failed processing the text in the document, in one way or another.

I may purchase digital copies of existing rules.