I'm going to try and catch up to make a full 365 entries soon, but some stuff has come up that takes precedence.

I was hoping to make at least 200 entries before I crapped out.

Ah, well.  Such is life.

Matt

Mad Scientist Monday, with being less about superpowers and more about serendipity.

You have your choice of:

A.)    Theme Music - Everywhere you go, no matter you do, the appropriate music will play.  If you’ve gone on a hike, made it up a hill, and are overlooking nature’s splendor; there will be a soaring orchestral.  If you’re on your way to a ( Read more... )

I am so happy that summer is here.  It’s shallow and childish, but all my favorite movies usually come out during the summer.  I enjoy the cerebral fare, but very few deep movies make me feel like I’m doing something new, or going someplace else that’s not of this world.  I’m in it for the trip.

I get to see more movies, which makes me happy, and it ( Read more... )

Anyone in Indiana: how bad was all the water to you?

We had a bit of seepage in our basement (everything’s fine, except my comics), though our immediate neighbors have water waist high in their basement, so we got off lucky.

A few of the small towns around us are completely underwater.  A small village, maybe fifteen miles away from our house, had a ( Read more... )

This is by no means a comprehensive list.  I just did it off the top of my head.  Please throw in your moments in the comments.

-        Superman Returns­ - I slag on this film because Superman never punches anything, but he saves the shit out of that plane AND manages to make baseball interesting in one fell swoop.

-        Hulk - The last fight is ( Read more... )

“So You Think You Can Dance” is the stupidest fucking show, ever.

It’s not like “American Idol” (which I’m also extraordinarily not fond of) where you can go out and buy the winner’s album.  These people aren’t going to headline anything.  They’re fighting to become someone’s goddamn back-up dancer.

In Vegas.

What the fuck?

No one’s living the dream. ( Read more... )

Solid week of comics with arcs tying up; others are getting going, and every book was quality, can’t ask for much more than that.

The Boys #19 - Superheroes are near and dear to me, and Garth Ennis fucking hates superheroes, so logic would dictate that I should hate his stuff, and yet, a quick glance at my comic shelves (yeah, finally hit two, wooo ( Read more... )

Maybe it’s just me, but why is it that no one actually dances to dance music?  There’s an entire genre of music built from the ground to make you want to dry hump everything and everyone around you, but no actual dance music is played at parties.  Music made by DJs, whose job it is to make people want to dance, is routinely ignored.

Maybe it’s the ( Read more... )

 Mad Scientist Monday, this time you must choose between the elemental powers of the Fantastic Four.

a.)    Mr. Fantastic.  You are stretchy, super stretchy in fact.  Your upper limit for stretching is 160 feet, but you are incredibly thin at that point.  Bullets hurt you, but they don’t tear into you, rather they go in and bounce back out.  You can ( Read more... )

I feel bad for anyone whose favorite food is something from a restaurant, and not a dish made in a kitchen by someone who loves them.

Matt