Discounting the fact he got Terence Howard booted from the franchise, sure. He's a saint.

Is there anything less cool than the new streamlined, less bulky skin armor? That Extremis shit, specifically.

Just wait till he tries to sleep that one off on the couch. His old lady's got the rolling pin ready!

He also reduced Luke Cage to a tanktop-wearing thug that was merely just background fodder for whatever flights of fancy he would give his current pet character du jour at the time, Jessica Jones.

No, she has to tick all the checkboxes, damn you!

Cry "melon farmer" and Mr Majestyk shows up.

Hatesong is just a celebrity taking a hack at a comment vibe, that's all.

4.99 for 22 pages of actual content in that main Civil War 2 book is insulting.

I read Flintstones #1. It's balls-out amazing. A treatise on classist ennui and existentialism, I shit you not.

I really, really like this Superman so far. His family are really nicely introduced - nuanced characters from the get go.

The Verve Pipe. I detested that band for messing up my ebay searches for The Verve singles.

"Dad, when you going to work again? Mommy's making mayo sandwiches for the third day in a row…"

Hour-long ballads about dudes who got dumped and wasted their lives and had their dreams crushed and kids who hated them.
AM GOLD, baby.

I don't think the kid wants the dad around all the time. Good lord. No one wants that.

I'm sure Cats in the Cradle guy had his reasons.

I did China Girl, too. I made sure to overemphasize the Sacred Cow lyrics. Then I kept repeating it. I killed.

God forbid.

Fuck you, asshole dads!

You've been phoning in the same performance for years now, why would they start to dock your pay now?

That's how the Jessica Jones character was early in her comic incarnation.