Lord knows the rest of the season wasn’t going well, but “Mobius Dick” was so excruciatingly awful that it actually made me stop watching the show cold turkey. I haven’t watched a single episode since it aired, even the old ones. But I’m starting to get my nostalgia on and curiosity up. Did things pick back up a…

Another set of lives destroyed by the sort of twisted psychotic control freak popularized in media as the “Tiger Parent.” Hell, my own dysfunctional parents weren’t nearly that bad, but if I hadn’t broken away from them as soon as I was legally able, I’d probably have gone violently berserk decades ago. Can’t imagine…

whenever they touch something, it breaks down into pixels, except when it doesn’t

People without frontal lobes keep paying to see his movies.

“I still can’t believe he peed on me.”

That’s what I’m hoping for in CA:CW—Ross putting together a mashup of the T-Bolt’s various rosters to “enforce the Accords” (a la Osborn’s Dark Avengers) and it goes very wrong before Cap puts them right. Crossbones was briefly a member in the comics; Winter Soldier could replace Black Widow as the “plant;” Songbird…

What the hell became of her? Did they just...forget her? Once Marvel twisted Thunderbolts into that Man-Thing-is-a-transporter mess, redesigned her and shoved her into the background, I lost interest (despite my love for Troll and Eric O’Grady). I was afraid the next step would be featuring her some DC-style “house…

I miss Eric. Even if he turned out to be redeemable after all.

Captain Aorta!!

I love this idea that Nighty-Night just had a bad cold for, like, years, and now he’s hale and hearty and ready to rock again, and he’s not at all just another flash-in-the-pan who shot his wad on a couple of projects he’d been refining in his head for decades, and had nothing to follow it up with but panickly…

Fucks given are in the low zeroes.

The Fugitive (2000) ended its first season with Lt. Gerard (Mykelti Williamson), Richard Kimble (Tim Daly) and the One-Armed Man all being shot (or shot AT) by Gerard’s fishy “partner.” Unfortunately, that was the only season, so...bad end. FFFUUUUUUUUUU

Guys. GUYS. GUYS.

(wonders if Rush Limbaugh will respond by taking another huge raging dump in his chair over Big Gubbermint Overreach and/or the Pope’s rather mild critique of “unfettered capitalism”)

The funny thing is, Disney’s already made a knockoff of Mr. Immortal; Scott Bakula starred as the unkillable I-Man (1986), who recovers spontaneously from full-body burns, fatal bullet wounds, poisoning and drowning in his failed pilot.

As much as I want to see the GLA live-action, they’d have to seriously retool Big Bertha. Ah, John Byrne and his classy, classy sense of humor.

Feel free to explain to us Stupids how Judge Scumbag’s words and actions towards those children were justified. I’ll wait—quietly probing this electrical outlet with a fork because me am so dum.

As a result, we have a frenzied, and misinformed, misguided public.’”

Still can’t quite handle...this.