Lost Girls found… for $75
Aug 30My local comic shop (soon to be listed in International Nerd, just you watch) got in three copies of Alan Moore’s comic/porn/societal commentary/collectible. Three hardcover editions, in a cloth covered slipcase, for $75. Holy crap!
Has anyone had a look inside? Thoughts?
New Teevee! New Teevee! New Teevee!
Aug 29Ah, fall. It brings us so much–leaf-clogged gutters, hurricanes, some beer and brats and bingo festival at my in-laws’ church that sounds DIVINE, and of course, the new TV season.
Herc’s got an indispensible list of all the shows, new and old, and their premiere dates. I’ve already printed my copy, and I will probably spend tomorrow afternoon hiding from Ernesto, at home from work and huddled far from any glass or windows, praying to Jeebus and programming the Tivo-like device provided by our cable company.
Only thing that’s struck me in checking out what I’ll be checking out is that the genre fad seems to have passed VERY quickly. Last fall was all about the hour-long conspiracy-laden sci-fi-esque series. This fall, it’s more about the heavily-episodic hour-long action-drama with one big fat ass story, a la 24 and Prison Break. Also, some decent comedy, or so I hope–is it too much to ask that the pairing of John Lithgow and Jeffrey Tambour provide me with weekly brilliance on a scale as yet unimagined?
It probably is. But I’ll check it out anyway, because it’s fall 2006, and it’s NEW TEEVEE.
Think About It:
Aug 28The closest genre TV got to the Emmys this year was Denis Lawson.
No Adama, no Locke. Not even the new Who.
Just fucking WEDGE ANTILLIES in a powdered wig.
Pathetic.
Let's Fix Legends.
Aug 27Just finished reading the second issue in the Morrison/Kubert run on Batman–fun stuff. And my love for the Dini Detective Comics is well-documented. And the upcoming Batman Confidential looks intriguing.
Here’s my question, though: Where does this leave Legends of the Dark Knight?
I want quarter bins. NOW.
Aug 25Today I’m grumpy cause my neck hurts and I didn’t sleep well and everyone’s paining on my ass on a Friday morning at work. So I’m gonna bitch about something that’s been on my mind for a good long while–the disappearance of the quarter bin.
