Firefly

So, here we are. So much has happened recently and I feel this is the time to pause and reflect before the New Year starts slapping us around. We made the movie, it has come out on DVD just in time for that odd little Christian holiday where they celebrate not being fed to lions or something. It is number one on Amazon, and the old Firefly set is crawling back up the charts like a thirsty man in the desert towards a mirage. Does this make us better than anyone else? You bet it does. But it’s not the kind of better than that causes you to look down your nose at anyone. It’s more the kind that lets you pat someone patiently on the arm and say in a sanctimonious tone, "Mm hm, it’s alright. I’ll get you a copy of the movie and you can be cool, too. Just not quite as cool as me because I’ve been a Browncoat for sometime, now."

If you are like me, you watch the movie to assure yourself the future will be safe, you watch the extras to see old friends, and you listen to Joss’ commentary and shed a little tear over good times. Waht’s that? You don’t cry in the commentary? Well, just have an emotion chip installed, you robot, and refill your eye bags with saline.

Be well, Browncoats. Aim high, as we have all learned that nothing is impossible (except getting Jewel and Morena to stop fighting over who is prettier when we all know it’s me). Happy Holidays.

Nathan "Captain Tightpants" Fillion