Pardon Me While I Go All Fanboy On You

I came across the trailer for the second in the series of the new and reimagined Batman franchise and it looks pretty damn sweet. I vastly prefer this take on the venerable DC character, especially since the last franchise devolved into camp and silliness (Nipples on the Batsuit, Joel? You should be ashamed...). Christian Bale is a very believable Bruce Wayne and Morgan Freeman's presence in any film automatically elevates its watchability.

Heath Ledger in particular looks to have delivered a chillingingly psychotic performance as the Joker... his talent will be missed.

We Need To Draw The Line Somewhere

Hayden Panetierre (Claire the indestructible cheeleader on Heroes for those of you who are, in fact, tragically unhip) has partnered with Dooney and Bourke to promote a leather handbag she designed. That's cool for her and all, but her handbag is made of real leather... from real dead cows slaughtered for that purpose. While this doesn't bother me in the least since my opinion of cows is rather low, it SHOULD be a big deal to Miss Panetierre, who has made several public statements concerning the plight of whales overseas... even going so far as to participate in a whale saving protest that resulted in a warrant for her arrest being issued in Japan.

So what I want to know is, where is the line? Whales are cute and make little chirruping noises that sound almost like language, so they're automatically more important on the list than cows? Are cows not worth saving because they happened to evolve into a rather tasty animal?

Spongebob sings Eminem

I found this while surfing late tonight and had to share. It truly has to be seen to be believed.

The Apostacy has Begun

After many weeks of being cruelly cut off from cyberspace, I have finally rejoined the 21st century.... and I have done so with a brand new Macbook.

Having always been an exclusive PC user, I'm intrigued with the sleek shiny appearance of my new portal to the real world. Like a brand new girlfriend, I sorta know what I'm doing... but then something completely new and intriguing reveals itself.

I think I've got a crush on my new computer.

Pay Attention, Alanis

Rain on your wedding day? Not ironic.

Ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife? Also not ironic. Unfortunate, perhaps... but not ironic.

But now when a man who happens to be the 91st richest man in the United States due to his multi billion dollar roofing business just happens to die falling off his own roof?

Well now, that's some delicious delicious irony right there, kids!

Verily and Forsooth; I, the Hulk, Smasheth

Secretly dig comics but like to put forth an air of pretension? Marvel's got a graphic novel for you! Set in the Elizabethan Age, Marvel 1602 posits a world where all the familiar Marvel heroes (Spiderman, Fantastic Four, Dr. Strange, and Daredevil, to name just a few) make their initial debuts in 17th century England rather than the modern day, with all the strife, pomp and circumstance of that era.

Written by Neil Gaiman (of Sandman fame) and illustrated beautifully by Andy Kubert and digitally painted by Richard Isanove, this novel is a literal feast for both the eyes and the mind. If you're a fan of Marvel comics, I highly recommended picking it up. I've personally re-read it twice so far after initially purchasing it 4 months ago, and it stays engaging and fresh with each reading.

Another Casualty of The Writer's Strike

I used to look forward to Thursdays... seeing as how I'm a Superman fanatic AND a connoisseur of fine female flesh, Smallville was my go-to for Thursday night entertainment.

Sometimes a little soap-operatic, sometimes just plain hokey, Smallville still never failed to deliver a potent combination of super-powered coolness and hot tasty babes. With the addition of Laura Vandervoort (see picture inset), things were only getting better...

Until the Writer's Strike took all my fun away. Why do the writers hate fanboys? Don't they undertand that without fresh new episodes, our attention spans wander away? (Pay no attention to the Trekkies who obsessively watch the same old TOS episodes over and over again... they're a mutant strain of fanboy we try not to acknowledge.)