Pre-vacation randomocity and a goodbye

First, the goodbye.

Ray Bradbury died this week. While Isaac Asimov began my transformation to a science fiction fan/writer, Bradbury completed the transformation. His anthology, S is for Space, changed my life, opened my eyes to a whole new way of looking at things. He made me see things I hadn't noticed before, think about things I hadn't considered, see things in a brand new light. He also sort of introduced me to Lovecraft by mentioning him in a story--I got curious and sought HP out after reading that and promptly discovered a brand new source of deliciously terrifying nightmares.

Good bye, Ray. And thank you. You changed the world, for the better.

I'm taking a vacation this week. I'm not really planning to go anywhere--got a routine doctor's appointment, and I'm going to catch a matinee of Prometheus on Tuesday (Yes, I'll post a review afterwards).

I'm also going to start re-reading my screenplay, Seer, in preparation to beginning a first draft of the sequel, which I'm calling Seer II until I can come up with a better title than the one I had but decided was just bloody awful.

I'm also planning to swing by this music store to get some gear to replace what apparently didn't make the move with me--my microphone, some cables, guitar tuner, stuff like that.

Anyways, that's my upcoming week--writing, movie watching, getting poked and probed, and probably sleeping as much as possible.