Thor (Spoilers) and Seeing Movies by Myself

So I went to see Thor: The Dark World with my mom and brother for his birthday last night, and before I get on to the main point of today’s post, let me just SPOILER ALERT you all.

There was a part toward the end of the movie where we see Loki die in Thor’s arms and I legit almost started crying. That shit was sad. I was like, NO!!! HOW CAN THEY DO THAT!?! HOW CAN THERE BE MORE THOR MOVIES WITHOUT LOKI!?!

But thankfully, he didn’t actually die. Loki is the god of mischief (and trickery) and he in fact faked his death. Later on, we see a scene where a random Asgardian soldier tells Odin that a body was found, and Odin says “… Loki” and the soldier smiles mischievously.

I personally didn’t notice that part as foreshadowing until my mom, brother, and Krista pointed it out to me. I’m not the kind of person who watches movies waiting for foreshadowing so I can guess what happens next. I like watching them to enjoy them and be surprised. And surprised I was!

At the end of the movie, Odin is sitting on his reconstructed throne, giving his Regency over to Thor. Thor denies it, saying he’ll protect Asgard and the nine realms, but he won’t rule them. And Odin says what a curse he’s been given – one son who wants the throne and power too much, and another who refuses it altogether. Then they say bye and you see Thor walking down the Bifrost, and the camera pans back to Odin, and I forgot what he said, but then HE MOTHERFUCKING TRANSITIONS INTO LOKI AND I SQUEALED AND SLAPPED MY SEAT WITH JOY.

THIRD MOVIE GAURUNTEED, BAM.

Also, after the main credits there was a portion where Siff (?) and the redheaded soldier give the Aether to some guy who collects relics and weird shit, telling him they decided it was too dangerous to keep two infinity stones so close together and to keep it safe. And when they leave he looks up and says “1 down, 5 to go.” HELLO MOVIE 3 FOR SURE BABY.

ANYWAY, now that I’ve gushed over the perfection that is Tom Hiddleston, a week ago today I went to see Ender’s Game. By myself. I’ll save the gushing over that movie for later (it was also really good). Instead I want to briefly talk about the stigma attached to going to the movies by yourself.

It’s an interesting thing. Why are people so weirded out by it? There is no shame in doing something by yourself that is “traditionally” viewed as a couples or group thing, yet we continue to react to as such. When I told Alyza I was going to the movies by myself, she said it was weird and sent me a snapchat with her face in a reproached expression. It didn’t make me feel any less awkward about embarking on this mini journey, but rather enforced the stigma that it’s weird.

But I discovered that in fact it’s not that weird. Sure I felt awkward at first when the guy in the wheelchair ripped my ticket and directed me to my theater. I felt like other people were judging me for being by myself. But once I was there and enjoying the movie, I felt liberated.

And it’s such a strange feeling, coming to the realization that something as simple as going to the movies by yourself can make you feel so free, but it’s true. I loved it. I didn’t have to impress anyone. I didn’t have to worry if anyone else liked the movie or not. It was just me and my thoughts and it worth the $7.50.

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Motor City Comic Con Was Actually a Ginger Convention

Okay so, I’ve been procrastinating writing this post for like an hour and a half because agh, fuck, the internet is distracting and there’s pretty pictures.

BUT ANYWAY, so this weekend I attended my first nerdy convention ever: Motor City Comic Con and it was a BLAAAAST. Alyza and manfriend were courteous enough to pick me up and let me crash with them at manfriend’s mom’s apartment for the weekend, and I got in free via being a photographer for XICW.

On Friday, XICW didn’t perform, so we just hit up all the exhibitors and artists and I ¬†FOUND TUXEDO MASK, who I kind of ended up stalking a little bit throughout the weekend because he was there dressed in costume all 3 days and an easy target for my camera lens. So consequently, I have a plethora of photos of this kid. He fucking threw roses at the audience during the costume contest and walked around holding a rose to his nose ALL WEEKEND LONG. HE WAS MY FAVORITE.

Friday night, I discovered Alyza and I were sharing an AIR MATTRESS. I make it sound really bad, but it was hilarious more than anything else. Before manfriend went to sleep, he came in to check on us and I was wobbling around on it while Alyza was giggling her face off. I’m pretty sure the soreness I feel in my triceps is from sleeping on that damn thing.

Saturday was a fantastic day. There were redheads EVERYWHERE and I was in ginger heaven. It was the most packed (the line wrapped around the building nearly twice and from the tags I’ve been stalking on social networking, it was about a 3 hours wait to get in) and there were SO MANY PEOPLE IN COSTUME it was fantastic. Of course I took pictures of as many interesting ones as I could. UNFORTUNATELY, I somehow didn’t take a picture of the guy dressed as fucking GREEN MAN!! from It’s Always Sunny in Philadelphia. Idk wtf I was thinking there cause I totally ran up to him and tapped him on the shoulder to see if I had guessed his costume right.

They were so fabulous, I almost couldn’t handle it.

I skipped the first half of the XICW show to take pictures of the costume contest which was very amusing (a guy dressed as Where’s Waldo kept peeking in and was heckled by the accouncer) and the girl dressed at Loki won. She doesn’t look that happy, but I’m pretty sure she’s just really socially awkward, and that’s totally okay.

Saturday night was really long post convention. We had dinner at Hooters and I got a free meal because my food was mega late. The manager delivered it and apologized. I was like okay! Then I think we went to the after party which we thought was supposed to be like all the vendors and famous people (OH YEAH BTW STAN LEE, NORMAN REEDUS, MARINA SIRTIS, LOU FERRIGNO, AMONG THE CELEBS THERE) but turned out to be some vendors, a most of the XICW crew, and fans.

This happened.

Then we went to an after after party at this bar called Stingers. I should mention that I was 100% sober the entire time this weekend (only because I’m on antibiotics) so I was drinking water and observing everyone making fools of themselves and trying to hook up. It was amusing.

Sunday was slightly depressing. It was a little like Friday in terms of amounts of people. It was still pretty packed around 12-2 PM and then slowly started dying out. It was the day I ran around and spent too much money on art that I had been stalking all weekend. My favorite purchase is this original fan painting of Ron Perlman as Hellboy which I talked down from $50 to $37.

My second favorite purchase is KICKASS HUNGER GAMES POCKET WATCH which I paid $40 for (totally overpriced. I didn’t even try to talk this down) and I keep popping open and snapping closed with too much flair in my fingers.

I also bought this cute Powerpuff Girls print and framed it in this fancy frame I spray painted gold today. #craftybitch

Friday and Sunday I talked to a good number of vendors. This one adorable guy who I bought a print of an octopus from was probably my favorite – he was really nice and had a great artistic aesthetic and I gave him my business card. Also, these two guys that made pixelated magnets and keychains were very friendly and I liked them a lot. YAY FRIENDLY PEOPLE!!! <3

Look at them. They’re so cute.

All in all, it was a great weekend and I’m glad I decided to go (I was debating cancelling). My right shoulder still hurts from carrying ~30 pounds of purse all weekend. ALSO, I wore my fox ears all weekend long (and my tail was attached to my purse) and had several people tell me they liked them and several more touched/scratched them. I was tempted to purr every time. But I’m pretty sure foxes don’t purr. Da fuq.