I think the idea of Galactus with a gold tooth, flashing gang signs, and going “East SIIIIIDEE” before taking a bite out of Earth is no worse than most of the comic book stuff I’ve seen lately.
I don’t think that I have a destiny. I do have a direction… I want to thrive while doing good work. I think the idea of “fate” is awful situation… who wants to be stuck on one track, no choice, trapped?
Random Scotto factoid: I am made of meat and blood, bone, teeth and hair. There’s some bacteria, dust mites and plant life, too. Electromagnetic impulses, sticky mucus, bright blue eyes and a titanium pin.
Saw about 10 minutes of Smallville last night… meh. Maybe it was an off night, but Clark and Lana seem to be less able to act than most of the co stars. Maybe they suffer from “Vader” syndrome… hired just by looks, not ability. It seems that the show relies on shining reflections off of people’s eyes, too.
Quote from the episode – “A man is measured by the quality of his friends.” If that’s the case, I’m in good shape, and my bro’s in a bit of trouble.
How’s the saying really go? Quality of his years? Maybe that’s more of an internal thing.
Lost was a lot better… but I don’t like 10,000 speed film or whatever. The “Gladiator/sports photography” look just doesn’t engage me.
The theory is that it’s sort of like the Star Trek episode “shore leave”.
Fantasy Island has overgrown, and is feeding off of the subconscious drives and fears of the lost.
Heck.. the fear of crashing is probably what pulled ’em down in the first place.
And… like fantasy island.. once the fantasy has started… they have to play it out until the end.
[edit – ] Of course, I want the giant monster to be a huge, bestial, CGI Herve Villachaise, searching for a long lost Mr. Roarke, but that’s probably not going to happen.
More rain last night.
Fluffy Fuzz-cat.
Those are some powerful tranquilizers.
Nice, over the counter medicine for whatever ails you.
I’d like to see what my brain chemistry looks like at different stress points.
Archives –
1 year ago – Doctor issues, Bro issues, Spider-hair, palm piccies-skulls, monkey with a chainsaw,
2 years ago – computer-poop, knot in my head, heart-gladdeners, accexpo plans
3 years ago – akahito poem, no eggs, super blue stuff, k-mart kung fu bin, fonts
4 years ago – strip searching 4th graders, child molester to wed, lost souls, robb cuts a gourd, lyrics, hunter thompson