…a comics related website where they’ve set up a nice page for me and everything…guys…I’m just about ready to give up. Lately, every time–EVERY time–I try to read or participate, I get slammed with “The Server is too busy. Try again later.” Entire posts of mine have been blown into oblivion by that message. I dunno what goes on there, but it would be nice if somebody fixed it.
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We live in confusing times from a sexual preference point of view. I mean, here you’ve got the Governor of NJ who’s been married twice and has two daughters…and then comes to the conclusion he’s gay. Which worried me because, hey, I’m twice married and I’ve got four daughters, so maybe I’m twice as gay and just don’t know it.
Well, thanks to the Olympics, I’ve discovered something that has proven to me, conclusively, where my preferences lie.
Women’s Beach Volleyball.
I could watch that for hours. I dunno what the hëll this thing is doing in the Olympics, and I absolutely couldn’t care less. Although when you think about it, and how scantily clad the participants are, it comes the closest to the original spirit of the Olympics considering that the participants used to compete in the nude.
Hunh. I wonder what the ratings would be like if they reinstituted that rule.
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And yes, we’re going to be tough on spoilers this time. Why do you think we shrinkwrapped the book?
Tom Galloway pointed out this item from the Boston Herald:
“A Paris Street man was out strolling with his dog in Thursday night’s gentle rain when a woman appeared from the gloom with the unorthodox pickup line, “I am Buffy the Vampire Slayer!”
To prove her point, she threatened him with a 12-inch wooden stake. She missed her mark, prompting the would-be blood donor’s faithful hound to give chase. The dog didn’t get to sink its teeth in and police could not locate the witchy woman, which is probably one collar they and the brave pooch could do without.”
This is an example of lousy reportage. First, calling her a “witchy woman” is silly since Willow was the witch. And second, it should be clear that it wasn’t REALLY Buffy for the obvious reason that, if it were, the guy would–well–be dead. Tragically, a call to Wolfram and Hart could have clarified the situation, but with Angel no longer connected to them, they might not have been forthcoming.
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What’s that, you say? When asked what’s the most recent sequel film that Stan the Man appears in, you say “Spider-Man 2?”
More fool you.
Stan told me about it at San Diego, but said he wasn’t sure it was going to be in the final print. So I didn’t want to say anything until I saw it myself. But yes, by gosh, folks who sit through “Princess Diaries 2” and actually remain conscious until the last twenty minutes will see Stan himself trading bon mots with Julie Andrews. His character makes a ham-handed, strangely accented pass at Andrews’ queenly character, punctuated by loud “Whoop whoop whoop” noises. The flummoxed Andrews is informed by the young woman accompanying Stan, “Please excuse my Uncle. He learned all his English from watching Three Stooges movies.”
Personally, I think the film needed much more Stan. But Ariel liked it, as did the movie audience which was almost entirely little girls and their moms, so I hardly think I was the target audience.
Nyuk nyuk nyuk.
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We’re allowing people to post comments without registering with TypeKey, thanks to the hard work of Jay Allen and MT-Blacklist.
Here’s hoping it works. If it does, we can go back to the way it was, where everybody was posting with wild abandon and flamewars started daily and bandwidth was being consumed at an ungodly rate…
…uh, Peter, are we sure we want to do this again?
Anybody remember the details of that long-ago published story? Because I sure don’t, but I don’t have a copy handy, and I don’t want to duplicate any major story beats.
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