As far as I’m concerned if you don’t come home from vacation tired and sore you must be doing something wrong. If I don’t hobble off the plane and limp for a week then I have failed. The game is to get as much stuff crammed into those few days as possible, because it’s all one big scavenger hunt (like that time I spent 3 days driving all over the Mississippi Delta looking for blues landmarks.). I don’t go on vacation to relax and I’m more likely to spend half a day on the sidewalk in front of a music venue to ensure a good spot then I am to spend it sitting on a beach. It’s no surprise then that I have just as much fun compulsively researching a trip as I do actually taking it, because how else am I going to cram ALL THE THINGS into a few days without ALL THE RESEARCH?
I don’t normally go for the place that gets all of the attention from the food and travel shows, even as much as I love Anthony Bourdain and Adam Richman, because they rarely live up to the hype, but while I was in Charleston with a herd of fellow Butch Walker fans for his show at the Pour House we decided to visit the Hominy Grill for breakfast.
Today I started the serious planning for my trip to New York and Boston in November. You know, the reserving hostels, shopping flights, scoping out the daily itineraries. The fun stuff for compulsive planners like myself.
It’s going to cost more than I would like, between $850 and $1000, depending on how frugally I eat and shop. I ruled out a week in Hawaii with my BFF because it was going to be about that much after all of her travel hook ups and I couldn’t justify the cost. But I’m still going to New York and Boston. Why that over Hawaii? For me, if I don’t come home from a vacation more exhausted then when you left than you’re doing it wrong. I want adventure. I don’t want to sit on a beach. I want to come home with stories.
It occurred to me that this trip is the perfect example of why I’m probably never going to own a house and a picture perfect grown-up life. I would much rather rent a room for my real life and go on adventures instead of paying a mortgage. I know I should probably leave the money in savings, where it sits in my Digit account, or use it to pay off debt (Which I am whittling away at, by the way.).
I’ve always loved playing dress up. As a kid I started planning my Halloween costume in July and it wasn’t unheard of to convince my mom to make me a costume for my birthday party, like a poodle skirt or an outfit just like Jazzie.
As an adult I’ve wanted to get into cosplay, but it’s intimidating, especially when you’re like me and want to get it JUST RIGHT, not to mention expensive. For the most part of stuck to my own style of cosplay, which I describe as being somewhat like how a mom would dress her 8 year old. Instead of accuracy or the sexy version of something, I go for the simplified and child-like version. This has served me well as Red Fraggle and my favorite My Little Pony, Hearthrob. I was planning to go a similar route as Lisa Simpson this year for Dragon Con, the annual fan convention here in Atlanta.
Then I saw Ghostbusters.
Let us take a moment to appreciate this glorious sticker my friend Allen picked up at the Nerfherder table.
“They can take your glitter, but they can’t take away your sparkle…”
I love puppets. I really love puppets.
I grew up completely in love with the Muppets, Muppet Babies, and Fraggle Rock.
I have all of the Muppets and Fraggle Rock (at least that’s been released) on DVD, I have dolls, cosplay Miss Piggy and Red Fraggle. and have an uncle Traveling Matt doll who travels with me.
My love of puppets hit new levels a few years ago when I started attending Dragon Con and participating in the puppetry track, where I have managed to meet (and hug) Red Fraggle, Big Bird, and Brian Henson. While many fandoms have a bad rap for certain members perpetuating the idea of “fake geeks” and subscribing to the idea of “true fans” that have to prove themselves, puppet people do NOT do this. Puppet people are something more like, “You like puppets?! I like puppets! Let’s like puppets together!”