It's interesting to me how I deal with transitions in my life. I guess it's not necessarily just me – I'm sure that transitions are interesting times for many people. Certainly, they are times of both anxiety and rich learning (or, as some would say, AFGO – another f**king growth opportunity.)
Ruth got on a plane this morning, and before she left we spent some time discussing (between giggles) the things she now could, and could not take with her. (I have posted on this topic before, but that was academic – this was dealing with it in real time.) We both decided that we wish we'd been a fly on the wall of some of these discussions, particularly the ones that decided that toothpaste and shampoo were not allowed, but "personal lubricants" were. Like, exactly what did they have in mind?
As a long time science fiction fan, and a new science fiction writer, there is no question that a very formative influence on me was Star Trek, which is celebrating it's 40th year. I watched TOS (The Original Series) as a kid with my mom, and watched each series as it came out, except for the last, Enterprise, which started around when I stopped watching TV regularly, and also I heard it wasn't great. I've seen every Star Trek movie at least once, some a number of times. I have my list of favorite episodes, and favorite movies.
I don't blog much about TV, because I don't watch much. But I'm blogging about something I won't be watching.
ABC will be airing a "docudrama" called The Path to 9/11, which is "a dramatization of the events
detailed in The 9/11 Commission Report and other sources, in an epic
miniseries event that will air with limited commercial interruption."
Many people have asked me to talk about why I decided to leave seminary. I decided to write about it – since that appears to be my most natural form of expressing myself most recently. You can think about it as a sequel to the piece I wrote a while back about becoming a Christian. It's called "Discerning My Way Out of Seminary":
This is a new one on me, for sure. As someone who has always thought hunting for anything other reason except for food as barbaric, the idea of shooting doves seems, well, uncivilized. Boing Boing had this post about a "Dove Shoot" which is supposed to be a fundraiser for a Republican candidate in South Carolina.
I just came across a great post in an interesting blo I hadn't read before, called How to Save the World. The post, an article about "Saying no to important tasks" was a great read, and a great reminder as I transition both back to school, and back to doing some of the kinds of things I was doing before I started school.
Since I've been a science fiction fan since I was a kid, visions of the future have been part and parcel of my imagination for a long time. And to my mind, the 1950s and 60s visions of the future were pretty interesting. Surprisingly realistic, but also way off the mark, at the same time.