Despite the title, this will not be a blog about science fiction.
Well, not totally.
I have discovered, to my surprise, that I am apparently a science fiction fan. In college, special interest groups would be allowed to gather together to pool housing priority points and get suites where people of like interests could live together. On the floor I lived on my freshman year, the Sci Fi club had a suite. I became best friends with many of those folks, but never identified myself as part of the Science Fiction group.
Facebook is a part of my life. I resisted it for awhile. I originally only went on to try and find someone for a client of mine from a Google search, but then found old friends. I got hooked. Recently, I found a cache of folks from college. Frankly, if you'd asked me before the Facebook age, I wouldn't have said I kept many friends from college - just a handful. But last night I created a group of just my friends from college to pass along a reference to our school in pop-culture, and discovered I have 20 Facebook friends - or over 10% of my "friends" - from college.
At least half of these are recent entries and reconnects in the past year. Someone from the Sci Fi group found me, and then invited me to their private page. And then others found me. I discovered - quite belatedly - that I did belong. I may never have been a card-carrying member. But when I looked at the posted pictures from college, I was in over half of them. I cannot tell you who have been all of the Dr. Whos (what is the grammatical formation of the plural of Dr. Who?), and I do NOT (I repeat, I DO NOT) speak Klingon.
But I am a fan of science fiction. I couldn't help but be with my brother enjoying it himself as a youngster. He was a great Star Trek fan, and I saw Star Wars for the first time in the theater with him and his friends. They tried to scare me by telling my father was Darth Vader (and this was the original - *before* we learned that he was Luke's father). My Hulu playlist will show that I am a fan of Warehouse 13, Eureka, Misfits, Firefly, Quantum Leap, and Being Erica, amongst others. My college house-mates and I would religiously gather to watch the weekly broadcast of ST:TNG, and caught up where we had missed on the regular daily re-runs.
I cannot hide. Resistance is futile.