Thursday, March 20, 2003


Sonny Rollins is playing away. You play, man. (Yes, it's the CD from the last post.)


I've got me a beef - after spending a week reading the whole goddamned thing, I have to declare that Kurt Busiek's Avengers run is the most unabashed example of fanboyism run amok. No wonder Wizard was choking on his cock - he pulls out all the stops to pander to the knuckle-dragging fanboys who write letters that begin with "As a member of the South Carolina Avengers Assemble Justice Forum, I must protest the complete absence of Kang from the last three issues of the book, as he provides a marvelous..." by writing a way too fucking long Kang storyline that makes no sense at all. No really, you can't tell me what it was about because you are wrong, bucky - it's about nothing. It's like a Seinfeld episode with a billion "subplots" that add up to a big chunk of nothing. Give me Millar's misogynist, late-as-hell Ultimates over this junk any day. And Geoff Johns, email me and tell me exactly what the fuck was up with the World Trust storyline. Minute Marvel Trivia is just way too much for a person who, say, gets laid on a regular basis to worry about. Not that I mind his JSA, really - it's nice, diverting stuff. Maybe I just want Roger Stern to write the Avengers again. (If you are reading this, Aaron Trites, you can gobble my love hog, OK?)


(The first person who points out that I know waaaaay too much about comics to be lobbing stones about gets put in the Gimp Storage Facility down south. Don't say I didn't warn you.)