Despite The Bad Reviews
Me at the X-Files Convention at Jacob Javits Center, 1998
So. The reviews are in, and other than Roger Ebert's, they are pretty rotten. My devastation is mounting, but I still plan on seeing the film this weekend. I have been asked how it is possible that I haven't seen it yet, and it is only because I am now nearly 47 years old and if I went to a midnight show, I would STILL be in bed. And frankly, I had to come to work today.
I have been told by several good sources to stay until after the credits for some juice, and I shall. I also believe that as a "fervent loyalist," I will still enjoy the journey back into the dark and sexy world of S & M. But for all my readers, I offer you a bit of corn on this blustery Friday afternoon: a photo of moi in 1998 at the X-Files Convention at Jacob Javits Center. Yes, that is Mulder's office, but no, I wasn't really in it--I posed on a blue screen and was photo-montaged in. This was roundabout the same time I collected every magazine with S & M on the cover (I later sold the entire collection on eBay for $63) and ordered pre-released videos of the back seasons from a bootlegger in Israel. Go figure.
Happy Weekend, all.
5 Comments:
that's classic. Very very cheesy.
On a side note, I like your impassioned paintings... They would make great series of book covers.
Oh my pants! This is farkin amazing! HA. Lucky. This is about the time where my obsession began.
dang. that doesn't even look like you!
i can understand doing all of that for 90210, but not x-files. i think i'm the old kid in the country who didn't like that show. is that a deal breaker?
"old" actually equals, "only," in case you were wondering.
The pencils stuck in the ceiling are a nice detail. :)
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