Autistic, non-binary, queer horror nerd with a lot to say.
Listening to Bad Idea by Dove Cameron is one GOOD Idea
Dove Cameron had returned with her third single of 2022, and she's delivering yet another delicious & delightful bop. It began with the sultry Boyfriend, followed by the emboldening Breakfast and now she's belting out a Bad Idea. I joke that if she keeps releasing songs with titles that begin with B, she might as well just call her album B-Sides. However, there's nothing B rated about Bad Idea, it's definitely a grade A choice to guide us further into fall. When it comes to astrology Scorpio season is a time for reflection after all. When it comes to relationships - new and old, especially. It's a season of entanglement and sometimes those very entanglements can come with a side order of regret.
No, You Don't Want to BE Me
Last night at Horror Nights at Universal Studios Hollywood, a young man looked me in the eyes, sighed and said...Oh how I wish I was you right now, as my wife pushed me by in my wheelchair. We both yelled "NO YOU DONT!" but it took every bit of willpower within me not to stop him and tell him the laundry list of reasons why he doesn't wish he was me.
Abusing the system
It happens pretty much every time I'm in a line at an amusement park. I almost always need a mobility aid, specifically my wheelchair, and so I have to use disability accommodations regularly. Without fail, someone will complain the line isn't moving fast enough, try to cut around me, or make comments to the employees about how they though this "skipped the line." I roll my eyes pretty much every time, knowing they gave themselves up then and there. They don't actually need a wider line, or a few more minutes getting on a ride, they just want to get on faster.
'Tis the season
I cannot honestly tell you where my love of fall and especially Halloween comes from. There isn't a particular memory or moment that sparked the love, but many fused together to only cement the adoration. I can fondly remember my mom making my costumes when I was tiny, from Tinkerbell to a Black Cat to Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz. I remember my parents taking me out each year to gather a massive candy haul, and I remember being old enough to go walk around our neighborhood myself and take my little brother with me. I never tired of Trick or Treating, and even growing older I still longed to go door to door and have my own costume fashion show of sorts. Today, I still dress up every single year, and sometimes in multiple costumes. Halloween is the time of year when anyone can be someone else and just have fun. As a kid I had frequent nightmares, but it didn't stop me from watching movies like Beetlejuice repeatedly at three years old. I would watch Hocus Pocus & Halloweentown in the spring with no regrets as it gave me a taste of the season I love most. As I got older, my costumes also got a little more obscure as times. In junior high, I was Drusilla from Buffy the Vampire Slayer, and one time I was even Xena. I'm autistic, so Halloween itself became a fixation for me that still burns strong to this day.