Filthy rich? Sounds good. But right now I think a lot of us would settle for something more modest.
Like being filthy able-to-afford-a-pizza-on-Saturday-night. Or maybe even just filthy able-to-pay-the-bills-without-hocking-Grandma’s-dentures.
Why I’m celebrating St. Patrick’s Day this year–with extra gusto:
Twenty-five years ago on St. Patrick’s Day, my wife went insane. Instead of screaming and running out of the church, she married me. So St. Pat’s Day is always a major event in our home. This year we’re celebrating a quarter century of Shelagh having a lapse in judgment and somehow being happily married to me. So far, so good
I’ve been looking for an excuse to use this comic for a long time and here it is. Lucky Friday the 13th. Let’s chase the gloom away with a disaster comic. If you can laugh about the economy, it’s not that bad, right? Sure…
Grr. I still haven’t seen the movie yet. I’ve been short on time and dealing with a neck/back problem that’s going to make sitting in a theater for a three-hour movie a test of endurance. So what’s the verdict, folks? Is the movie a masterpiece worth seeing? Or a pain in the neck?
This is the first of two comics about going to see THE WATCHMEN. I have to admit that I haven’t actually seen the movie myself. But I almost feel like I have. Everybody seems to be talking about it. Reviews are mixed–from disappointing to outstanding. Oddly enough, the biggest complaint about it seems to be that it sticks “too closely” to the graphic novel and doesn’t bring anything new (besides sound, action and special effects) to the story. We’ll see…
