MemeMachineGo!

Now, don’t get me wrong. Pocahontas has always had some of the geek nature. While unpacking when we first moved in, she came across her old molecular modeling kit from college. She immediately demonstrated to me the difference between transfats and regular fats, just as an excuse to play with it.

But science fiction and fantasy were wholly off her radar. I got her started on Neal Stephenson. Then A Scanner Darkly. The Lathe of Heaven. Doorways in the Sand. American Gods. Good Omens. Wizard of the Pigeons. Now, some months, she reads more of Asimov’s than I do.

And, yesterday, unprompted, she said, “Oh no! Neil Gaiman’s coming the same night Serenity opens!”

sniff. I’m so proud!

(Note: MirrorMask opens the same night, at least for lucky people in 17 select U.S. cities, of which Berkeley is one. That’ll be a good weekend to be a geek.)