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Editorial | My Favorite Movie Theater Snacks

I was nineteen years old before I first stepped into a movie theater… yes, that’s correct.  As a child, I was uninitiated into the world of movie theater concession foods.  Some may argue that this was a travesty, and that my life must have been sad and forlorn.  I would argue that this makes me a perfectly (ok, maybe not perfectly) objective reviewer of the types of snacks available at your local Regal® or Cinemark®.

Unlimited refills at the opportunity cost of understanding the twist in the plot.

First up, the perpetual favorite, popcorn.  Popcorn used to be a fantastical, buttery, salty delight, but these days it is actually popped in either coconut or canola oil to make it healthier.  Healthier it may be, but it is far less tasty.  Also, I’m pretty sure that butter flavored stuff in the little pump at the counter that you can add to the popcorn has no actual relation to real cream.  On a positive note, the purchase of a large bucket at Regal® guarantees unlimited refills, if you’re the kind of person who is ok with quietly slipping out in the middle of a movie and missing ten or fifteen minutes.

Next is soda… or pop… or cola… or coke… depending on your local dialect.  My biggest beef with soda at the concession counter is that movie theaters only serve one brand or the other.  You cannot get Dr Pepper in a Pepsi theater, and you cannot get Mountain Dew in a Coca-Cola theater.  It is sad.  Also, for whatever reason, the concession attendants always put way too much ice in the drink—even when I ask for little ice.  Fountain drinks are slightly weaker than bottled drinks anyway, and this means that the last third of the cup will basically be water that is slightly flavored with the previous beverage.  Also, I feel the desperate need to drink the whole thing, which means that I always need an intermission, but I am also stubborn and refuse to miss any of the movie, which causes a… dilemma.

These are one of the few boxed candies that don’t also have a bag inside the box, so the chance of annoying other movie goers is minimized.

This brings me to Mike & Ikes.  I love Mike & Ikes and their sibling, Hot Tamales.  The benefit to these candies is written in large letters right on the front of the box: ZERO TRANS FATS.  Of course, this is probably negated by the large soda that will be making me dance in my seat in about eighty seven minutes.

I also love Sour Skittles.  In my head, the story of Sour Skittles’ creation goes like this:  Skittles guys had just made the weird tasting Skittles in the purple bag, and they got together for a conference.  They all congratulated each other that they had gotten all the people who love regular Skittles to buy the weird tasting Skittles, because they thought they would love them, and suddenly one of the guys bursts into tears and says, “My Skittles brethren, I love sour things, and we have not made anything that is sour, and now I am sad.” So obviously, all the other Skittles guys pat him on the back and console him and one of them says, “You know what we need to make??  Sour Skittles!!!” And so, just a decade or so after the purple bag Skittles, we have Sour Skittles.  I do love sour things, so I always get sucked into buying these things.  Unfortunately, I still have that afore mentioned desperate need to finish it off, so by the time my tongue is protesting the sour sugary coating, there are still seven or eight Skittles in the bottom of the bag and I always eat them.  By this point the skin on my tongue feels like it is peeling and shriveling all at once, but there is still a little pile of sour sugar in the bottom of the bag that I must eat.  It is painful, but it is a beautiful pain.

Last, but not least, some theaters serve pizza.  This is a huge predicament for me, because I adore pizza in all of its forms.  I feel unfulfilled if I have not at least tried any item that boasts pizza flavoring.  Inevitably, I give in to this craving, only to discover that the pizza is always a circular piece of cardboard coated in tomato sauce, with several shavings of cheese and sometimes even a pepperoni or two.  Usually, I am forced to show my disappointment by slurping loudly at the last remaining drops of flavored water at the bottom of my giant drink.

This is NOT what your pizza will actually look like.

What movie foods do YOU love?  Got an alternative to this list?  Let me know in the comments.

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Recap: Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Last night’s premier of Marvel’s Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. was pretty much exactly both what I expected and hoped.  All in all it was not mind-blowing, but it was solid.  I’m hoping that this means the series will be able to sustain this level of writing, acting, etc.

SPOILER ALERT:  A brief recap of last night’s episode follows.

First, in the world’s worst kept secret, Agent Coulson, who was killed right before the Avenger’s final battle scene, is apparently alive.  I say apparently, because there is clearly something that the viewers have not been told yet.  We know that there is something that the viewers have not yet been told, because Agent Hill (How I Met Your Mother’s Cobie Smulders, reprising her role from the Avengers movie) comments to Agent Ward that there is something Coulson doesn’t know about himself.  My theory?  Agent Coulson is actually a life model decoy–a pretty standard ploy by Nick Fury.

Clearly, viewers would have been too dull to notice the way Coulson repeated the exact same description of his recuperation vacation to Tahiti several times during the episode—always a sure sign that a character has been brainwashed.  “It was magical.”

It was fantastic, as a Joss Whedon fan, to see J. August Richards again.  Charles Gunn was one of my very favorite characters from Angel.  An appearance by Ron Glass (Shepherd Book, from Firefly and Serenity) was also a pleasure.

The storyline itself felt very much like a “Joss production.”  S.H.I.E.L.D. is assembling a team of crack experts to find out what is going on with a rebellious hacker-type group calling itself Rising Tide.  As near as I could tell, this seems to be mostly consisting of one single girl named Skye.  She has located a thirty-something male who is showing superhuman abilities, but without any official superhero moniker—which is clearly against regulations.

After she is captured by S.H.I.E.L.D. and exchanges some witty banter with the interrogating agents, she realizes they are all on the same side and they work together to save the poor, lost superhero—who isn’t so super after all.

The show wraps up its plot nicely (Thank you, Joss, for making a more episodic series than a serial!) with a ride to the airport in Coulson’s flying car.

Good to see old friends again!

Although some are criticizing the pilot as a good episode, not a great one, I think that I would rather have good writing throughout the season, rather than a shock-and-awe pilot, with mediocre filling for the next few weeks.

One thing is for sure, I’ll be tuning in next week.  Until then, check out ABC’s companion web series for Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Did you like the pilot?  Which familiar actor were you most excited to see again?  Let us know in the comments!

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Editorial | I Want to Be Hank McCoy, A Poem

I was talking to the fearless leader of Therefore I Geek a couple of weeks ago about what my major was here at school, and what I want to do when I grow up.  As I described my ambitions to him, we both started to realize that they sounded very familiar.  In fact, I just want to be Hank McCoy.  Who wouldn’t??  He’s brilliant and powerful.  He has connections to heads of state, and the kinds of people who can kill you with their minds.  So here is my ode to the sweet and sexy Beast—I just want to be him!!

I want a full scholarship to a private university with all the research grants I could possibly desire and a limitless opportunity for travel due to my unrestricted access to a private jet.

Come to think of it… I want to be Hank McCoy.

I dream of opportunities to rescue humanity from itself, although I realize that it would take superhuman talent and power to actualize my savior complex.

So in other words… I want to be Hank McCoy.

I want the brains of an old world, Ivy League educated sphinx, and the physical power of an NFL linebacker in the prime of his youth.

Yup… I want to be Hank McCoy

I want to have a working understanding of many fields—to be the epitome of a Renaissance (wo)man.  I want appropriate literary quotes to roll off my tongue with ease.

Oh wait… I want to be Hank McCoy.

I speak Spanish, and some German and French.  I’m hoping to learn several other modern languages so that I can easily communicate with foreign dignitaries.

He did that too?!  I want to be Hank McCoy.

Someday I want to have easy access to the White House as I work to smooth things over between nations at odds with each other.  I want to practice diplomacy at home and abroad.

So… I just want to be Hank McCoy.

fera-e-o-presidente-kelsey_grammerIt’s really quite simple:  if that’s what it takes to get the brains and the sexy, leather suit, I’ll take the blue fur and the frequent changes in physique.

You got it!  I want to be Hank McCoy.

And maybe, if I do a good job at all of these things, they will make a movie about events in my life.  (Although, being Hollywood, they’ll probably change half of it.)

Haha!  I want to be Hank McCoy.

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Around the Web September 6, 2013

As a geek chick, and the editor of a geek blog, I have noticed a bizarre dichotomy in the geek world.  Intelligent, respectful geeky guys find it exciting, and dare I say sexy, that a woman would be interested in comics, video games (in theory, but that’s another story), science fiction, and other cerebral forms of entertainment.  However, not all men are intelligent and respectful, painful as it is for me to admit.  In honor of these lesser geek-forms, Therefore I Geek presents a special edition of Around the Web.

This comic from Dork Tower is the epitome of an opportunity for a geek guy to (gulp) talk to a female that actually shares his interests and perhaps find some common ground.  If he’s lucky he might even walk away with her phone number (or the URL to her blog /wink).  Instead, he… well, I’ll let you see for yourself:

A perpetual fear, as I prepare for my first comic convention.

It is important to note here that geek women do not consider ourselves goddesses.  However, we DO vehemently argue the validity of our geekhood.  I, myself, am able to talk many geek guys under the table with my knowledge of Lewis and Tolkien (so few have even bothered to read Till We Have Faces that it isn’t that difficult).

Last but not least, my challenge to geek guys is:  if you don’t know about my particular type of geek, please ask!!  As the blog has stated before, every geek wants to talk about their particular passion.  That applies to girls too.  If you can’t quite get up the courage to ask, at least don’t show your ignorance on the internet, because geek women will take you down! 😉

Being judgemental on the interwebs never ends well.

So geek guys, don’t be intimidated!!  There is more acceptance of geek culture than ever before, and with girls finally feeling empowered to embrace their inner geek, this opens up so many possibilities for interaction that involve more common interests and less staring at feet.

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