Ok you freaks out there. This is the start of my path toward self-realization and self-acceptance. I love sci-fi. I love fantasy. I love horror. Oh, I've been told its immature and I should grow out of it. I've been told that to know that Majel Barrett is the voice of the computer on the Enterprise is the reason I can't remember my own cell phone number (I never call myself - so what if I have to write it on my hand with a pen!) But you know, I don't care. I've seen Alien and Aliens more times than I can remember - I liked the third installment but wished someone had called me for a consult - I threw up with the fourth one - what the hell were they thinking? Hey I may be an Alien franchise freak but I won't just watch anything! Well, ok, so maybe I will but the point is - I'm ok with it. I'll watch anything that has an alien, ufo, dwarf, elf, talking animal (more Chronicles of Narnia less Dr. Doolittle) soul-sucking phantom, pea soup spewing heathen, and resurrected-more-times-than-I-can-count Austrian-accented cyborg. So check back, share your thoughts, and we freaks will have more fun than you can have with your clothes on, alone and eating cookies in front of a computer. Yeah, yeah, I'm fine with it.