I have a few more relevant things to write about that I haven’t yet. The once-promised “I’m Done With Presidents.” That’ll probably be next week. A few others I won’t mention in case I never do them. In the meantime, here’s yet another look at some more obscure Batman villains I think deserve some mo [...]
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I Don’t Belong Here: Still More...
I have a few more relevant things to write about that I haven’t yet. The once-promised “I’m Done With Presidents.” That’ll probably be next week. A few others I won’t mention in case I never do them. In the meantime, here’s yet another look at some more obscure Batman villains I think deserve some mo [...]
I Don’t Belong Here: Fuck Pinkt...
Well it’s October again. Which means, like every year, that it’s time for BREAST CANCER AWARENESS FEVER! Pinktober, y’all! Buy special pink versions of household products and GIVE TO THE CURE. And, it’s October again, so it’s time again for me to be the lone voice from the wilderness reminding everyone that other [...]
I Don’t Belong Here: Mysterio K...
It’s a tough call, but Mysterio might be Spider-Man’s lamest well-known villain. I specify “well-known” because a decades-old hero like Spider-Man has accumulated SO MANY lame villains over the years that you could argue over who’s the lamest and come up with dozens if not hundreds of names and still not get anyw [...]
I Don’t Belong Here: The Mouset...
May 2007:
I was angry when I realized that mice were getting into my snack drawer from under my bed. So duct-taping a cardboard cover over the open back, cutting off their access, wasn’t enough for me. I set a mousetrap. (more…)
I Don’t Belong Here: Bread, Cir...
(I Don’t Belong Here, The Lost Month concludes with this review I wrote of The Matrix Reloaded, basically right upon leaving the theater, May 15, 2003. Remember The Matrix? Me neither.)
Let’s be honest. The first Matrix was a smart movie for dumb people. While it deserves kudos for its groundbreaking special effects (copied in every act [...]
I Don’t Belong Here: Patch-et J...
(The Lost Month continues with this angry essay I wrote in January of 1999, within hours of paying money to see the festering bull-turd called Patch Adams.)
Friends and family members, people whose opinions I value, told me I should see the movie “Patch Adams,” the true story of one man’s unconventional battle to return hum [...]
I Don’t Belong Here: Coming Hom...
(This week’s I Don’t Belong Here was written 11 years ago on September 14th, 2001. It is not necessarily to be taken as the author’s current opinion on the attacks of 9-11-01. That can be found here.)
September 11, 2001. It’s noon, I’m sleeping late again. Someone is knocking, pounding, on my front door, pausing [...]
I Don’t Belong Here: The Time T...
Here’s a view you don’t hear often. The slow, useless, incompetent people that are seemingly everywhere these days — and by “these days” I mean probably “always” but I can only speak for the time I’ve personally seen — they steal your time, my time, and we’re not getting it back. And [...]
I Don’t Belong Here: Causality,...
Bear with me. I know this seems like another one about Batman but it’s deeper. I’m trying to say something important. A carpenter views everything in terms of nails, so… Batman.
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I Don’t Belong Here: A Prayer F...
(This is like maybe nine years old. I could check the date if I did the research into my files but fuck it, it’s late and that’s not the point. Original content to resume, eventually.)
A Prayer For Closure
“Those who come together for no good reason will part for the same.”
— Chuang Tzu
This is it. No Great American Novel, no scr [...]
I Don’t Belong Here: More Batma...
So a while back I wrote about Batman villains I’d like to see more of. And while that list was pretty definitive and special — I’m especially proud of my discovery of Adam Lamb AKA Wolf The Crime Master, who is easily the most obscure Batman villain deserving of another appearance — but the thing about that path is onc [...]
I Don’t Belong Here: Retro-Acti...
Shhh. Don’t tell anyone. I’m writing this in the future. See, what happened was, I caught a bad case of the couldn’t-fucking-be-bothereds for basically this entire month, and I stopped even bothering to half-heartedly phone in these pieces. My five devoted followers were disappointed. I was too, but mostly I couldn’t [...]