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in which I celebrate Halloween

Hello, I know I have been MIA for the last month, and I will do my best to be back to regular blogging soon but no promises. This thesis is sucking all my writing energy!

But I just wanted to say Happy Halloween to everyone from the crew of the Serenity.


This is the most proud I’ve ever been of a Halloween costume. I made that tshirt. MADE IT. Not as in wove and stitched it. As in bought the grey shirt from Urban Outfitters and then put that lettering on it. STILL IMPRESSIVE!

If you do not know who I am supposed to be, leave immediately and go watch the 14 glorious episodes of Joss Whedon’s scifi masterpiece, “Firefly.”

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in which I am Iron Man

So Saturday was Father’s Day. Happy belated.

This year, the MT and I teamed up to get my father the single greatest Father’s Day gift of all time. After recently seeing Iron Man 1, 2, and 3, he has been constantly telling us that his new goal in life is to be Tony Stark. So we decided to make that dream happen.


The rest of the suit will be next year’s present.

Also it shoots things. And makes noises like Jarvis. It is amazing. And also made for 8 to 10 year olds.


Since the purchase of this mask, there hasn’t been a moment that one of us wasn’t wearing it. We have discovered that it makes even the most mundane, everyday activities totally epic. The Iron Man mask can be worn while doing anything.



Playing the piano…



Cleaning up after cooking…


You can even blow dry your hair rather effectively while wearing it.


It is handy for work….


Or leisure…


Bonus: The dogs loves it.


That last one might be a lie.

We also took it on a jaunt up the canyon and discovered it is equally useful up there.


And while hiking, you can wear it backwards on your head to get the Quirrel/Voldemort look. And then you will freak out the other hikers even more than before.


Happy (belated) Father’s Day. From the Stark Family to yours.

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in which I live passionately

Last night on the train, I overheard a girl talking to her friend about a first date with a guy and the impossibility of a second one with him. I heard her say the following:

“He was really sweet and really cute, but he was just too into Star Wars.”

First of all…no. There’s no such thing as being “too into Star Wars.” Give me a guy who can identify a clone trooper based on the color of helmet any day2.

Second of all, I understand that there is a line where obsession stops being endearing and instead can be dangerous and consuming, but I want to know when we started making fun of people for being passionate about things. When did that become a deal breaker? I don’t think there’s anything more attractive than someone who is passionate about something—anything—even Star Wars—and then uses that obsession to elevate their own life and the lives of those around them. That’s something I love about the communities I am a part of, both the young adult community and the wider world of being a total nerd2. I love being part of communities who value passion and knowledge and excitement, and who let me be unironically giddy over the fact that I got an advanced copy of Robin LaFever’s new book, and that the set designer for Sherlock has been sending cryptic tweets about their season 3 shooting locations.

I am grateful to be part of groups that understand when I stay up all night writing this weird little steampunk novel that may never see the light of a bookstore but man, I am enjoying myself. Sometimes I get so caught up in the race to get published3 I forget that I am here in Boston at Simmons because I passionately love writing. It’s fun. And I am passionately enthusiastic about it.

To quote, as I so often do, John Green, “When people call people nerds, mostly what they’re saying is ‘you like stuff.’ Which is just not a good insult at all. Like, ‘you are too enthusiastic about the miracle of human consciousness.”

So I would encourage you to go out into the world and strive to live passionately and work towards something that moves you. This world was not shaped by those who were kind of interested in things. Jump up and down on your chair and scream about how much you love whatever it is you love. People will listen.

  1. I was really close to leaning over to this girl who did not know how good she had it and asking, “Sorry, but if you’re not going to call this guy who is too into Star Wars, mind if I take a crack? He may have met his match.”
  2. Let’s call it nerdfighteria.
  3. Which sometimes feels second only to the Space Race in importance.
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