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I've been known to down a sleeve of Thin Mints in 15 minutes or less. Without milk.
Because they are.
I need to see what Rush (the recent movie, not the Canadian music icons) does for it. In the theater, the surround was awesome. 1976 F1 cars mic'd & mixed with 2013 technology? YES PLEASE!
Yeah, it's tough to do. My dad, thankfully, never was one of those dads -- he supported us in our youthful sporting endeavors, but when we were done, we were done. He asked us only to give it our best shot, and when we chose to stop playing, he asked only if we were sure.
He also is a voracious reader, so it didn't take much to encourage me to read. He reads spy thrillers and hard SF with rivets mostly, but not exclusively, and my tastes are different (though I gave him a signed copy of Scalzi's "Redshirts" for his birthday, and though he's not a Trekker, he's sufficiently genre-savvy that he was howling with laughter by the second page and called me to tell me about it. Score one for eldest son).
While I won't characterize them necessarily as "the worst little league parents", I'd have to give the "most ridiculous little league parents" title to the people who get their kids involved in junior karting and/or quarter-midget racing and use that as an excuse to buy astonishingly large RVs, equally-large enclosed trailers, and/or "toterhomes" to support a racing vehicle that would fit in the back of my pickup truck. I guess they think their kid is the next Jeff Gordon or Dale Earnhardt, Jr. and are "investing for the future" as they grow into bigger cars, but.... sheesh. I race (amateur) full-size cars and while I've got a pickup and an enclosed trailer, it's not a 45', $200k diesel pusher motorhome with a 33' , $30k stacker trailer behind it...
- my immediate and extended family. We're big, more than a little silly, but mostly we all get on well. I'm fortunate here, I know. So many of my friends in other areas don't have that.
- The racers & race marshals I mentioned in the previous comic's comments. This is a family-of-choice.
- My real-world friends from early life. Thanks to the magic of technology, I'm in touch with a lot of folks that otherwise were lost to me (and I to them).
- And certainly not least: the nerds, a generic term for those folks I first got to know on the other side of the computer screen, but includes the many I've since met at cons, at concerts/shows, on JCCC, at the game store, etc. Bound by our common love of loving something as much as we can (thanks, Wil), and appreciation for others who share that, even if their something is different than our something. That's how I found you, Joel, and HE, and JCCC, and Marian Call, and the DoubleClicks, and Joseph Scrimshaw, and Zoe Keating, and so much more that's made life a lot more enjoyable even when I'm not able to be with my tribemates in meatspace.