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Okay it's totally embarrassing that I semi-stalked you from Fatshionista back to this journal in the first place, but I thought you might enjoy this Totally True Story:
I didn't get to see the Back to the Future movies until I was fourteen or so. My parents had to give in and let us watch them after our one and only trip to the Universal Studios theme park. My baby sister got picked to sit in the fake Delorean at the special effects show, see, and none of us had any idea what the story was about. (She also got picked to hold the puppet dinosaur baby at the Jurassic Park show; everybody loved her, dangit!) I'll admit I was mesmerized by Back to the Future (I mentally composed two sequels, the first cleverly entitled 'Back 4 More') - though, no, it wasn't for the female characters. (I did kind of want Marty's mom's dress from the Enchantment Under the Sea dance, but that hardly counts).
But for *years* afterward I had adventure dreams where Doc Brown would randomly turn up. Like, there was one where he was the Faginesque leader of the gang of Lost Boys to which I belonged peripherally as the only Lost Girl, and in my dream I had to defeat a series of over-sized, venomous yellow insects in order to rescue Doc Brown from the arena where Captain Hook had him tied up in a chair. (I died of insect venom at the end, but not before completing my mission - and it was a noble death). In another one, I was trying to recruit a friend of mine into my resistance movement, and I took him to a dentist's office that I knew to be a front for enemy operations. Figured I'd prove to him that the government was corrupt, see? Only it was a trap and they injected my friend with nanobots that started turning him into a mind-controlled cyborg. Fortunately, Doc Brown showed up and helped me subdue my friend and take him back to our lab where the two of us, along with my Robot Sister worked to subvert my friend's programming until we could cure him of his cyborgitude. It was a good dream.
*sigh* I would like to have a Doc Brown adventure dream this very night...
ETA: I think I hardly noticed that Marty's parents ended up rich. I think I figured Marty was going to be so busy having time-traveling Delorean adventures with Doc Brown, he would hardly notice little twitches in his home-life, LOL.
I didn't get to see the Back to the Future movies until I was fourteen or so. My parents had to give in and let us watch them after our one and only trip to the Universal Studios theme park. My baby sister got picked to sit in the fake Delorean at the special effects show, see, and none of us had any idea what the story was about. (She also got picked to hold the puppet dinosaur baby at the Jurassic Park show; everybody loved her, dangit!) I'll admit I was mesmerized by Back to the Future (I mentally composed two sequels, the first cleverly entitled 'Back 4 More') - though, no, it wasn't for the female characters. (I did kind of want Marty's mom's dress from the Enchantment Under the Sea dance, but that hardly counts).
But for *years* afterward I had adventure dreams where Doc Brown would randomly turn up. Like, there was one where he was the Faginesque leader of the gang of Lost Boys to which I belonged peripherally as the only Lost Girl, and in my dream I had to defeat a series of over-sized, venomous yellow insects in order to rescue Doc Brown from the arena where Captain Hook had him tied up in a chair. (I died of insect venom at the end, but not before completing my mission - and it was a noble death). In another one, I was trying to recruit a friend of mine into my resistance movement, and I took him to a dentist's office that I knew to be a front for enemy operations. Figured I'd prove to him that the government was corrupt, see? Only it was a trap and they injected my friend with nanobots that started turning him into a mind-controlled cyborg. Fortunately, Doc Brown showed up and helped me subdue my friend and take him back to our lab where the two of us, along with my Robot Sister worked to subvert my friend's programming until we could cure him of his cyborgitude. It was a good dream.
*sigh* I would like to have a Doc Brown adventure dream this very night...
ETA: I think I hardly noticed that Marty's parents ended up rich. I think I figured Marty was going to be so busy having time-traveling Delorean adventures with Doc Brown, he would hardly notice little twitches in his home-life, LOL.
