Selina Scott

I am a self-proclaimed geek that loves BOTH Star Wars and Star Trek. I read fantasy in any form. Celebrate the beauty of the geek with me!

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  1. In Times Like These — 11 comments
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  3. Long, Strange Journey — 7 comments
  4. I Live! — 7 comments
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Jul 19

I’m not even going to pretend any of this makes sense

My mind is all jumbly, and this blog will probably be just as jumbly. Friday, I had my first social outing since my dad died. I mean, we put together a fairly large 4th of July thing at our house, which turned out wonderfully, by the way. I passed my first big hostess test, or …

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Jul 09

Dear Ndugu,

I’ve spent the day crying on and off about Tina’s dog, Ndugu. Sane people would be totally give me side-eye for being broken up about another person’s dog. More empathic people would say I’m so sad because his passing is so close to my dad’s death and it is mingling with the grief that is …

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Jun 22

Tequila, Father’s Day, and Frankentoe… But Not All at the Same Time.

So, fourteen days after Dad’s death was Father’s Day. When I found out like nine days ago, I was FUCKING PISSED. Jesus, the universe was being a total twat-faced asshole. I mean I knew it was pointless to be mad at the calendar, but some times silly things like rationality are secondary. I decided to …

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Jun 13

I Miss My Dad

Normally, I try to come up with a little more creative title than today’s, but it’s the truth. I miss him. I will never smooth back the four hairs on his bald spot, kiss his forehead, and tell him ‘I love you, Old Man.’ You bet your ass I was the only one who got …

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Jun 12

Foot Baths and Saber Tooth Tigers

I fell asleep during therapy today. My therapist went to the restroom, and in the two minutes she was gone, I fell flat out asleep. I got back to my mom’s house and tried to use her foot bath (you know the awesome jiggly massage tubs of warm heaven)  from like 1987, and the fucker …

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Jun 11

Crying to Eatsy because She Gets Me

My father died Sunday, June 7th. He was in a hospice care center, and for the rest of my life I will be a big advocate of hospice. I will also fight to make the topic of death no longer taboo. My family has always very openly talked about death, and it really helped when …

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Jun 02

A Day in which I Woke Up to My Hallway Pretending to be a Bog

It’s so fucking ridiculous, it’s definitely my life.  The day after we put my dad into hospice, I wake up, step out into my hallway and my foot squishes into our glorious, soggy carpet. My first thought was ‘did the Viking or I pee on the floor here in our sleep?’ until I took another …

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Jun 01

No, It’s Totally Normal for Me to Start Crying in the McDonald’s Drive Through

The first person who says something about me eating at McDonald’s gets punched in the throat by my bunny. Yes, It has been that sort of day. Yes, I know it is “drive thru” not “drive through,” but fuck you that’s why. I’m sorry. We put Dad into hospice today. My heart hurts. I know …

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May 04

Love Lesson (What is Actually Important)

I read this article Saturday in which the writer describes the reasons she broke up with “perfect” guys like he didn’t like books or movies. I don’t judge her for it. I don’t believe in staying with anyone. If they aren’t your big love, and you are done for whatever reason, then by all means, …

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Apr 22

The Universe Makes Me a Liar

Friday night, I went up to the hospital to sit with Dad and give Mom a break. I brought up the Viking’s voice recorder.  Before I could make it up to the hospital room, I ended up in a bathroom stall taking deep breaths and texting the Viking for encouragement. I know it sounds pathetic, …

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