My Adventures At Boston Comic Con (from Straightened Circumstances)

Reblogging this lovely entry about Boston Comic Con from the brilliant Tim Hanley. Check out his book Wonder Woman Unbound (it’s good).

I’ll have more on BCC and why it was brilliant soon. (Fingers crossed.)

My Adventures At Boston Comic Con.

 

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Female WestJet pilot receives sexist note from passenger: ‘No place for a woman’

I usually don`t reblog, but this… astonishing in its evil. The pilot`s response, however, was total class. I`d be happy to be a passenger on a flight with someone as intelligent and classy as she is at the helm.

Global News

A female WestJet pilot received a sexist note from a male passenger on one of her flights from Calgary to Victoria on Sunday.

The pilot, Carey Steacy, who has 17 years experience flying planes, posted a photo of the note to Facebook.

Identified only as @David, the note to Steacy reads:

“To Capt. / WestJet:

The cockpit of airline is no place for woman. A woman being a mother is the most honor. Not as ‘captain’. Were [sic] short mothers not pilots WestJet.”

The note also references Proverbs 31.

“P.S. I wish WestJet could tell me a fair lady is at the helm so I could book another flight!”

When Steacy posted the note to Facebook she wrote “thank you for the note you discreetly left me on your seat. You made sure to ask the flight attendants before we left if I had enough hours to be…

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The 12th Post…

Does that make this post The World’s End? Possibly. (Probably the film I enjoyed most this year. Certainly the only film I’ve ever seen 12 times in a theatre… But I digress…)

Just taking a quiet moment to commemorate 12 posts on this blog. Seriously, as crazy as I’m sure it must sound, I’m a bit of a dilettante with blogs. I’ve never had one that held my interest for more than two weeks, or 11 posts (insert Spinal Tap joke here). Well, that’s more than a bit, I guess…

One great common theme I’ve been really glad to hear about over the past year (from people outside my own brain) is that writing for a living doesn’t make the act of writing any more or less joyful. It’s a great vocation, but not a fun one. Writing is something I love but not something I necessarily enjoy. And that’s cool. Every once in a while, it’s OK to be a bit neurotic about it. Then, it’s on to post 13…

 

C4 was amazing (Tired? Me? zzzzzz)

There were so many great artists at C4 in Winnipeg. (I’m trying to track down and follow everyone here/Tumblr/Twitter/Facebook, so feel free to get in touch!) The brief rundown: David Prowse came over and introduced himself (!!!), lots of people were really into Deena’s work and were just cool people all around to chat with. Vistaprint and UPS both came through without a hitch. The weather was great. An awesome weekend in every possible way. (Though I was still too shy to talk to James Marsters. I can’t imagine that ever happening… Swoon.)

More later. Now, nap.

Wait, did I mention C4?

… It’s been a long couple of weeks, so I have no idea …

Anyhow, I’m at C4 all weekend, along with a bunch of other amazing folk, and I’ll also have work from the brilliant Deena Pagliarello. Stop by if you find yourself in the Winnipeg area (and, come on, why would you not be in the Winnipeg area? It’s beautiful here…)

The top secret project I’ve been working on is getting its first preview this weekend. Exciting! So come on over, say hello and get some goodies (did I mention FREE goodies? Oh yes, we have those too…)

Forgive me for being girly…

Forgive me for being girly, but I’ve had sooooo much time to kill in transit today that it isn’t even funny. At an airport on my way to the great and mighty Winnipeg, Manitoba (C4! More later!) I decided to get a pedicure. Yup, you can do that at the airport. I know, right? Kinda crazy and kinda… well, what’s another word for crazy? I’ve just been so all over the place that having four hours to myself was a bit of a blessing, so off to the mani/pedi/massage place I went.

So… Why isn’t there a Marvel Manicure set? They do sets of colours for other things of popular-culture interest (did anyone see The Muppets nail polish? Cute, right?) why isn’t there and Loki’s Glare or Thor’s Hammer? (I’m landing really heavy on the Thor tip only because it’s only one more Thorsday until Thor’s Day… Yeah, I’m lame. I heard you the first time and I still didn’t stop.)

Marvel Merchandise gurus, if you’re listening, this is either the best idea ever or, maybe, I’ve inhaled too many airport salon fumes today…

On the topic of Shakespeare Sunday… I really like the idea of devoting one day a week to Shakespeare (not to mention the awesome alliteration), so I’ll try to remember to do this every Sunday. This week? Let’s start with a rewrite…

Where my girls at? Oh wait…

If you’re at the 2013 edition of the Austin Film Festival, you already know where the ladies is at. Am I riiiiiiiiiight?

I am, for once. They’re at the filled-to-capacity panel called The Heroine’s Journey. A panel lead by Callie Khouri and Jenji Kohan. Which is awesome on so many levels.

There were really only two female-centic panels at the fest this year, that one and one called Chicks with Bics (which, incidentally, was also full and really could have used a bigger room). I can’t tell you how either panel went- they were both completely packed before I even got near them. So all I can report back is that they were both very popular.

In the spirit of those panels and, coincedentally, this blog, I found an old post about the movie Bridesmaids that I thought made sense to exerpt here. After this, I’ll try not to shamelessly self promote:*

… Bridesmaids does not fall anywhere on the spectrum of the stereotypical Hollywood Female Drama (HFD), which I would have to guess is almost always written by men and is generally limited to choosing one of the following plotlines:

-”You stole my (boyfriend/husband/manatee/sweater)! I hate you (other woman/man/manatee/Baldwin Brother)!”

-”I am a very young, attractive woman who really likes (unattractive/old/fat/weirdo) men and will persue them to the ends of the earth, blind to the fact that there are much better men out there.”

-”I am a (supportive/evil) mother who is (proud/supportive/concerned about) her children.”

-”I am (super-supportive/upset) with my (husband/boyfriend/partner) as he pursues his (dreams/goals/ambitions/other women/men/manatees).”

In an HFD version of Bridesmaids, the women would either have to be at each other’s throats fighting over a guy or trying way too hard to “You go girl!” each other. Neither of those things happens- they’re just women with real ambition and struggle.

Sigh. I mean, I know it was only two years ago, but great movies starring women haven’t really gained too much momentum since Bridesmaids, have they? The curse of the HFD hasn’t diminished, has it? Again, sigh. But we’ll keep working on it…

*I’m lying. I’m here to shamelessly self-promote. After all, the word blog comes from the latin expression “Blogus aboutus yourselfus”**

**Also, my latin is rusty