|Cinderella examines Mrs. Blerd Vision’s glass-slipper earrings.|
This year of Geek Love High Holidays was no different.
For the birthday, I first bought my wife a Cinderella-themed bracelet charm styled as Cindy’s magically endowed ballgown – a nice callback to that honeymoon birthday and to when she met Cinderella nine (!) years ago on another Disney World vacation. (My parents came with us, the only table of only adults, and grumbled about all the girly stuff until that prime rib buffet dinner came. You’d never seen people change their tunes so fast.)
I’m no Whovian, but I always appreciate any love of villains.
|Wayyyyyy too many cyborgs and mutants here.|
It’s all part of how Two Nerds in Love work things out. Some fandoms we have in common, and we share some with each other as well.
I wasn’t really into Disney, but my wife’s enjoyment of it has made me more appreciative to the point of getting back into the older classics such as Sleeping Beauty and Pinocchio. My wife really digs old Hollywood musicals. I did musical theater in high school and college, but you can’t really call me a fan. However, I’d sit with her for Singin’ in the Rain and Seven Brides for Seven Brothers any day.
|Believe it or not, this was during Balent’s glory days.|
Stuff I haven’t read again since I bought it, such as the Brian Azzarello/Richard Corben Cage miniseries from 2002 under Marvel’s explicit-content MAX imprint? Gone. A ton of the New 52 comics that aren’t even continuity any more, or maybe they are? Gone. (I’m keeping Animal Man and Swamp Thing, though.)
|Tommy Monaghan, the one and only. You’re missing out if you never read Hitman, if you ask me.|
When she saw me reading Garth Ennis and John McRea’s All-Star Section 8 from DC’s everything’s-back-now Convergence crossover this year, and I explained Six-Pack, Tommy Monaghan and the Noonan’s gang, she wanted to know more. Oh, what’s that, the entire issue-by-issue run of Hitman in longbox No. 4? Yes, please. She also likes Preacher, so maybe we’ll get to Ennis’ The Boys too.
|Mr. and Mrs. Blerd Vision get their Marvel on.|
This is how we do.
I say this about our waiter to my wife, and she laughs.