how beautifully blue the sky
So on Thursday of this week, I'm going back to GeekyCon, and that has sent me down the proverbial rabbit hole of nostalgia. I was on an idle quest through my facebook, then my flickr accounts, trying to find some pictures of the release party for DH that my friends and I took part in at Haverford. The release of Cursed Child's text is happening on the last night of the Con, and so they have been planning an EPIC release party that night. I can't think of any place I'd rather be for the release of something like this, and best of all, my dear friend Becky is going to be with me- who was there with me for DH, which feels absurdly RIGHT. I went into my tag here and started reading old entries tagged for Potter, and of course, the nostalgia wave crested and broke and now I'm besieged with FEELINGS.
One thing that feels particularly extraordinary is that I found a post where I pasted up times for showings of the HBP film in DC on a certain date, and then PLANS WERE MADE. Because my DC fandom friends were a mighty enough cadre on LJ that we could DO THAT SORT OF THING. It's not like I don't still see balefully and beckaandzac (they treated me for EXTRAVAGANT tapas on my birthday and we got SLOSHED on sangria, it was EVERYTHING I EVER WANTED), but none of us are still hanging out here regularly. I read my flist maybe... once a week? I think it's because the way I use computers is so different now- I sit in front of one all day and have smaller bursts of getting my thoughts out on social media such that sitting down to actually blog feels like the last thing I'd want to do. I miss it, though, as we all say- I read my entry from after LeakyCon in 2014 and had a moment of, hey, look at all those neatly organized and well articulated thoughts! That's a good skill to stay on top of, however it comes.
In other news, I am COMPLETELY OBSESSED with two productions out of Chicago that my theatre brought in- The Hypocrites' productions of The Pirates of Penzance and The Mikado, and am having to fight my desire to show up every night and be That Girl. The presence of a handsome, bearded baritone in the company is ENTIRELY BESIDE THE POINT. Ahem.
One thing that feels particularly extraordinary is that I found a post where I pasted up times for showings of the HBP film in DC on a certain date, and then PLANS WERE MADE. Because my DC fandom friends were a mighty enough cadre on LJ that we could DO THAT SORT OF THING. It's not like I don't still see balefully and beckaandzac (they treated me for EXTRAVAGANT tapas on my birthday and we got SLOSHED on sangria, it was EVERYTHING I EVER WANTED), but none of us are still hanging out here regularly. I read my flist maybe... once a week? I think it's because the way I use computers is so different now- I sit in front of one all day and have smaller bursts of getting my thoughts out on social media such that sitting down to actually blog feels like the last thing I'd want to do. I miss it, though, as we all say- I read my entry from after LeakyCon in 2014 and had a moment of, hey, look at all those neatly organized and well articulated thoughts! That's a good skill to stay on top of, however it comes.
In other news, I am COMPLETELY OBSESSED with two productions out of Chicago that my theatre brought in- The Hypocrites' productions of The Pirates of Penzance and The Mikado, and am having to fight my desire to show up every night and be That Girl. The presence of a handsome, bearded baritone in the company is ENTIRELY BESIDE THE POINT. Ahem.