This past July, I was pretty down. I was working as a janitor, by myself for 8 hours a day. The only thing that kept me going was coming home and trying to laugh. Whether it was watching movies or listening to podcasts.
After a while, those things started to lose their edge. Everything started to fade together.
One day, after a particularly difficult shift, I went to the movie store (which would eventually become my current place of employment). I was going through the comedy section, and found a DVD that I had come across so many times. I would always point it out to whoever I was with because of it’s fantastic tag line (“Every year Hollywood makes hundreds of movies. This is one of them!”).
It must have been about 2 years since I first came across the DVD, to that night in July, and for some reason, I decided to buy it based on the tag line alone.
I went home that night, put the DVD in my player, and laughed harder that I had in months.
About 2 weeks later, I was scheduled to have my wisdom teeth removed. This was the very first surgery that I had ever had, and even though it is a very basic one, it was still my first. The one thing that kept my mind off the surgery was watching MST3K. I remember the day before my surgery, my dad came into the TV room and asked me what movie I was watching? I told him “MST3K” (and yes, I actually said M-S-T-3-K). His response was “Still, or again?”. It was the second time that I had watched that night.
The next day, I was extremely nervous about the surgery (It wasn’t so much about having the teeth pulled, as it was being put under by sleeping gas). I said bye to my dad that morning, and he told me just to stay calm, relax and that everything will be ok. The last thing I remember, before passing out, was being told to count down from 100. I got to 94. The next thing I know, I wake up in my own bed, like it had been some kind of dream. I still don’t remember anything from that day after 94, except rolling over in my bed, looking over to my nightstand and seeing the Gamera box set waiting there. It turns out, my dad left work (he works from home), almost as soon as I left for surgery, and went to the store to get it.
My dad kickstarted my MST3K obsession, and the picture above is what has come of it (so far).
I would like to one day meet the guys that picked me up when I was down. (Michael J. Nelson, Kevin Murphy, Trace Beaulieu, Joel Hodgson, Bill Corbett and Frank Conniff)
I’m sorry if this is a bit long and rambly, but it’s 6:30am and that is when I tend to write (when I’m on the verge of falling asleep)
(p.s. Yes, I do have the Gypsy and Tom Servo figures that came with XIX & XVI)
I miss this. They didn’t come to St. Louis this year which is a total bummer. The second time I met them, they were even more gracious. No videos of that one, just pictures and memories. Oh. And the box of goodies that Trace gave me full of Darkstar goodies. After they told me I made them feel like the Beatles. It was a good night man, a good night. Come back Cinematic Titanic. St. Louis misses you.
My entire family (EXCEPT FOR ME) went to Cinematic Titanic last year when it came to STL. These are the pics of my brother with the gang.
Why didn’t I go? Because I was the biggest fucking idiot in the world.
Well, actually, it’s because I wasn’t an MST3K fan yet…I’ve deluded myself into believing it’s okay I didn’t go then, because I would’ve felt really stupid not knowing who anyone was.
But it still kills me a little inside. If they would only come back… T-T
Gotta admire the constant superfan grin. I am infinitely jealous.
As in TV’s Frank!!
I knew I liked that show!