though it’s been said, many times, many ways …

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  1. D’awwwwww. How long do you think until it becomes a Standard?
    I started singing this backstage at the show I work at last night, and magically, another girl in the crew chimed in. It was a wonderfully Swayze moment.

  3. I sing the their Turkey Day song every year. I remember staying up for thirty hours straight to watch the marathons back in the day. Keep circulating the tapes.

  4. There’s no tradition like a new tradition!
    I was playing this song as I was cooking dinner last night and my hubby came into the kitchen and joined in.
    I really miss MST3K. I know, I know, there’s Cinematic Titanic and RiffTrax, but it just isn’t quite the same.
    Oh, well… Merry Christmas! (if that’s okay)

  5. Oh Wil, I love this. I have to say I have never seen this before. But this is interesting. I watched it Fifteen times! hahahahah Love ya Wil! OH! And my sister got me “Just a Geek” for christmas! of course my number one this on my christmas list was literally 1. Wil wheaton in my bedroom by christmas eve. but that didn’t turn out. oh well. hhhahaha love yah wil, and Merry Christmas!

  11. Merry Christmas my internet friend!
    Just think, one of the many blessings you’ve enjoyed these past few weeks is the removal of all doubt about if anyone was reading your blog. Throw a smurf snugglefest pic up and an autographed uber limited book up for grabs and you had a million fans! 🙂 Now repeat after me ” I am a good blogger and people read and care about what I write” Now, the important part is to remember that and believe it when the doubting grinch steals back in. 🙂
    Take care of yourself and your family and best wishes to you and all of them for a happy new year!
    Heather

  12. Wil,
    Last night I was sitting in the back of St. Joseph’s Church, there were no other people in the church, the lights were out, a few candles were burning in front of the Nativity set. I sat there and contemplated the birth of Jesus and I said a prayer for you. Merry Christmas.
    Freeman

  14. Dear Wil,
    At about 1:30am on Christmas Day my husband shooed me from our bedroom and told me to do something for 5 minutes. I puzzled for a moment what I could possibly do at 1:30am Christmas Day when I had already gotten ready for bed. I decided to be a cliché and cut my nails. I sat and clipped and thought about what he could be doing. I had no clue.
    I heard the door open and he called, “you can come back in now, love”. I smiled, stood, and went in.
    He handed me my Nook. I looked down at it, confused by its leathery purple cover. “What’s this?” I asked.
    He lifted his eyebrows at me. “It’s Christmas,” he declared, very mater-of-factly, “It’s a present”.
    “I already own this,” I replied half-joking. “You can’t give it to me for Christmas”.
    He narrowed his eyes and deadpanned, “C’mon honey, you’re smarter than this”.
    I chuckled and opened the cover. It was already on and opened to the My Library screen. At the top was a book I was, frankly, astonished to see.
    I had mentioned, months ago, to my husband that I was interesting in reading Just a Geek . He had asked why and I told him that the title appealed to me (in fact, the title appealed to me so much that, after hearing your Keynote address about the Red Box, I sat down and wrote my own story. I called it Meek to Geek. It’s a working title). I was a geek, after all. But I also told him that a man who had been a huge crush of mine when I was young (I’m a light-weight Trekkie), who had also reappeared in some of my favorite shows (The Guild and The Big Bang Theory), and whose Readings and Addresses at conventions always moved me to tears was emerging as a writer. And I wanted to see what he had to say.
    I looked at it, maybe squealed with joy (just a smidge), and then hugged him. I started reading it as soon as we climbed into bed.
    Christmas Day was a little rough for me at first, since I’d read until I feel asleep, but it was worth with. Just a Geek had resonated with me on so, so many levels. It was actually hard to spend time with my family instead of with my nose in a book. Your book.
    But I made it and Sunday/today I finished it.
    I’m a crier so this might not count for much, but my husband kept a running count of how many times I teared up or outright cried. He made it to 11. The actual total amounted to 16. Don’t tell him.
    As soon as I was done I came here, looked around a bit, and saw that Wil had a new book up. Money is tight, being just after Christmas and all, but I bought the PDF of The Day After and Other Stories. And Wil, you’re killing me. I want to empty my account and buy every word you every wrote.
    Just a Geek made me remember parts of my life (so many) that I had resented. And, like you, I had to make peace with. It resonated with me on more levels than I can say.
    Beyond this, an accomplishment for any writer, I spent a good deal of time admiring it as a work. I enjoyed watching your style develop into your voice. I sympathized with the desire to ‘fix’ the old work and I respected you deeply for refraining as much as you did.
    All in all Wil, I just wanted to say thank you.
    Thank you for putting yourself out there. Thank you for taking the bad with the good and letting us see the human reactions you had. Thank you for reminding us all that rejection, personal attacks, and criticism can, and often do, hurt. And thank you for making us feel like that is perfectly fine. We should feel that, accept it, and use it to grow.
    You’ve inspired me to follow a dream I’ve had since before I could read. Back when I would scribble with crayons on a sheet of notebook paper and ‘read’ the story to my father. Despite the fear of rejection, despite the scoffs of people who want to know what my realistic goals are, and, yes, even despite my own fear that the people who tell me I have a gift are really out to make a fool of me.
    I will continue to read and watch you not because the crush of my youth is writing and acting but because the person he has proven himself to be is too rad to set aside.
    Thanks Wil, Thanks for it all.
    ~Catherine R Cherry
    (P.S. on Halo Matchmaking I say ‘Don’t be a Dick’ all the damn time. Gotta spread the good word;))

  15. I actually just watched this. I love the DVD because I the MST3K Christmas film (Santa Claus Conquers the Martians) is one of the alltime great bad sci fi films.

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