You don’t know exactly when you fall in love with someone, do you? There isn’t that sudden moment when the music stops and you look into one another’s eyes for the first time, or whatever. Well, maybe it’s like that for some people, but not me. I had a friend who told me she fell for a boy when she woke up in the morning and realized he didn’t snore. It doesn’t sound much, does it? Except it sounds true. (Julian Barnes, from Talking It Over)
They tax our policy, and call it cowardice,
Count wisdom as no member of the war.
Forestall prescience, and esteem no act
But that of hand. The still and mental parts,
That do contrive how many hands shall strike
When fitness calls them on, and know by measure
Of their observant toil the enemies’ weight —
Why, this hath not a finger’s dignity.
My wish: DC should charge one thin dollar for every issue of Justice League: Gay for Justice. It’s so not worth four dollars, but man! for one dollar, I would be all over that just for the sheer entertainment value. Didn’t everyone love that panel of Prometheus slicing that woman’s head off? GOLD!
And always remember: If you’re going to hire Machete to kill the bad guy, you’d better be damn sure the bad guy isn’t you! Continue Reading »