Cultural Christianity

So I’d long told myself that sci-fi conventions were one geek line that I’d never cross.

I love science fiction.  Reading it, writing it, watching it.  It doesn’t even always have to be very good; I just love science fiction.  But to come to a place where they hold competitions on people in Stormtrooper armor . . . well, that’s something else.  I took a break today, as I mentioned in the previous post, to get away from the chaos a bit.  As I was walking back to the con site, I was accosted and forced at spear point (I wil maintain this lie until my death) by Indiana Jim, Scott Breakall, his wife and a few others to go to a showing of the new Indiana Jones movie.  It’s funny, when Chris invited me to this con, I was afraid that he’d end up being super busy and I’d be stuck wandering around alone, knowing nobody.  However within hours of meeting many members of the podcasting community (or as they call themselves, the Tribe), I felt accepted and even liked.  Now I’m being spontaneously invited to movies.

Last night, I was sitting in the bar, engaged in a conversation with Nobilis about theology and fast food (though not at the same time).  I sat in on panels this weekend about lasers, religion, space exploration, and more and have found this community to be open, engaging, and intelligent.  Finances dictate that I will not likely be able to attend very many cons for the foreseeable future, which is too bad; I like this community, and I want to continue to be a part of it.