I’m a huge comics/sci-fi nerd, and one of the things that always brings me to tears is when the gadgeteers trust their science. When Tony steps out of the window of Stark Tower, he trusts his math, his calculations, his process to save him from Loki, to save him from the NYC sidewalk, to save the world. In the end, it’s his science—his Work, his Self—that gets him though the aftermath of New York, through betrayal, and back to a headspace where he can go home and be a good partner, a good Avenger, and better to himself.

Today, I’m trying to needle around where that surety has gone. Since my job dried up, I feel like I’ve become a bit of a employment-centric dancing bear. I have to work very hard to shove past the tedium, and to manage my expectations when I find a job worth pursuing.

Amidst all of this rudderlessness, I am eating my fears. A month ago, I sucked it up and took my road test. Twenty-five years after I could have had a driver’s license, I finally did it. No one has died. I have not died. It is good, and I am proud.

In the spirit of that, I’ll be transferring the BlogOfParadox to another undisclosed location. I’m in no rush to vacate my digital nest: I’m currently working on a few very cool projects while I’m between full-time employment, including

• unf&$%ing my life with Transmogrifier Rhiannon Llewellyn,
• editing a dear friend’s book,
• putting together a complete communications plan for the Unitarian Universalist Church of Jackson for a very interesting year,
• mulling over going back to school,
• mulling over whether the time is right to start working on a story I want to tell, and where I’d find an artist who could execute it,
• catching up on my comics,
• scheduling daily dance parties with thanks to this playlist based on a forthcoming comic book WHICH YOU SHOULD PRE-ORDER
• approaching food preparation as The Hot Makeout attack.

I’m not big on posting lots of videos, but this one has made my week. It reminds me of all the best about Buffy Summers, and why even a passing glance at Twilight is all, y’know, like GAG ME. Contrasted with Whedon’s Buffy, Edward’s creepiness outshines even his sparkliness.

Buffy’s not perfect (one of Whedon’s strengths), but when it comes to fictitious role models, I wish my sister had more Buffy Summers and less Bella Swans.

Joss Whedon is making another musical.

Joss Whedon is making another musical with Neil Patrick Harris.

Joss Whedon is making a musical with Nathon Fillion and Neil Patrick Harris.

Joss Whedon is making a short-form musical with Nathon Fillion and Neil Patrick Harris and it’s called DR. HORRIBLE’S SING-A-LONG BLOG.

Ahem.  It also includes the utterly adorable geekgirl/wee Slayer Felicia Day.

Links here, here, here and here.