Goodbye to skins, goodbye to wings
Popcorn shrimp no more
Farewell, all greasy, crispy things
Bennigan’s has closed its door
Adios fajitas, adieu French fries
Sayonara, egg rolls, mini
The end of Brownie Bottom Pies
Yes, Bennigan’s is fini
What did her in, most loved of chains?
Well, science says say it’s that
The appetizers …
I’m back from vacation, and apparently the Nerd World didn’t stop spinning while I was gone. They went ahead and released the 2nd and 3rd acts of Dr. Horrible’s Singalong Blog without me. (You can’t fault Nathan Fillion’s delivery of the line, “The hammer is my penis.” Though is there a bad way to deliver that line?) And Comic-Con …
If there is one cultural event in no danger of being underreported, it’s the San Diego Comic Book Convention. I’m shocked the internet was able to handle its regular duties (porn, stock info, amateur porn), with all the bandwidth being devoted to frantic photos of Hugh Jackman, the Owlship and Lego Indiana Jones standing next to a guy …
Gotham City Family Court
Commissioner James Gordon
The Plaintiff above named, complaining of the Defendant herein, alleges and states as follows:
1) The parties hereto are husband and wife. Throughout the marriage, the Plaintiff has been a faithful wife and loving mother of their son and …
I just Googled the phrase “Who Watches the Watchmen Trailer,” and got 545 hits. So much for that blog title.
Lord, I wish I had the strength of will to wait see this trailer as it was meant to be seen: in a theater crammed with fanboys lusting to see The Dark Knight — fanboys who don’t know that before Nolan’s sad sad sad …
I’m going on vacation. Back 7/28. You all like him better anyway.
This week, the internet has been ablaze with stories like this one on CNET.
Okay, not ablaze. But a bunch of articles. Here’s the deal. A Simpsons episode I wrote, called “The Dad Who Knew Too Little,” had a joke in it where Homer gave his email address as: ChunkyLover53@aol.com. Ha ha. Homer thinks of himself as fat and sexy. Ha …
I was trying to remember the last time I’d seen this kind of nerd feeding frenzy over something. Then I remembered.
And truly, it is a thing to behold. I got impatient yesterday with the server problems and bought a season pass on iTunes (where the evil Doctor is currently holding down the #1 slot in the TV category). $3.99 well spent …
I’ve been using the iPhone 3G since last Friday. Anita did a proper review, with, you know, testing and such. I will merely add: it’s very sweet. All the new features, even that extra G, pale beside the achievement of the App store. I was expecting a lot of rigmarole, a lot of dragging and dropping and syncing and authenticating, but …
I’m not at E3. I read about it on blogs like a normal person. While I am doing so the only thing I really care about is the trailers. So I’m going to paste all the major trailers together into one post and say things about them. Because I care.
First up: The Sims 3.
Yeah. I still don’t get it.
Periodically I find myself simply linking to Joss Whedon interviews, without comment, just for their extreme funniness. Some people have to mine and smelt humor, like some exotic alloy. For Whedon humor just seems to be a naturally occurring resource. I’m sure he has tons of inner pain or something. God I hope so.
Update: Dr. Horrible …
The exciting conclusion of 14-year-old Matt Selman’s 1986-era A Prologue to the Dark Knight. Any similarities between this and 37-year-old Christopher Nolan’s 2008-era The Dark Knight are surely not coincidental.
Batman disregards Alfred’s warning, and is captured by the police while trying to kill the Joker. Enter Batman …