So it kinda happened by accident -- I just started loaning it out on a whim. But as my efforts grew more and more calculated, targeted, it became clear that I had found my calling, that I had truly found a way to influence the minds of many:
With nothing but a pair of purloined Emmy screener DVDs, I have turned approximately ten people into Battlestar Galactica fans. I don't want to sound smug about it, I really don't. I'm just so happy that this is happening, that all my friends are excited about this fantastic science fiction show that I've loved for solong.
But I'm not used to sharing sci-fi. It's weird. When Firefly was first on, it was me alone in my room, taping it for my roommate who loved it for Joss alone. In high school, Deep Space Nine was the secret love I couldn't talk about, X-Files the slightly embarrassing fascination few understood. Even when X-Files boomed, I felt isolated -- if only because I was the one people turned to for explanations, singled out during seventh period Physics or lunch to make sense of the crack Carter was smoking.
So this is new, me and my friends and Galactica. I have to learn not to be proprietary. I have to learn not to hoard.
Which should be easy. Because clearly the difference between now and then? I have much cooler friends.