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Just Couldn't Help Herself
March 1, 2005
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Hello again. We have for you MORE snarking about programs on the telly - this time with the ladies. I should say that I stand by my opinion on Smallville, although Web Guy Josiah (like the beleaguered Celia) keeps watching it and probably also wishing I would shut up. Out of the three characters I like, they killed one (Alicia), misuse the other (Chloe), and ignore the third (Lex) except to use him in scenes with the dreaded LANA, whom I hate entirely. Bleah. This show had promise at one point, but what can I say? I was going to add the notoriously lame supervillain "Mr. Mxyzptlk" (floating tiny green guy "from the 5th dimension" that tormented Superman with lame jokes until he was tricked into saying his name backwards, which would teleport him home) to the punchline, only to findÂ… that they've used him in the series ALREADY (I shit you not, check the bottom of the page). Granted, they didn't feature him as floating tiny green guy, but STILL. I didn't lie about Krypto. No friends, that was too fucked-up for even I to come up with. Yay, shitty WB writers! You fucked up a good idea and misuse excellent actors like the dude who plays Lex, the guy who plays Lex's dad, and the chick what plays Chloe. I poo on you. POOOOOOOO. Anyhow.
As I am a tired and rather unruly Annie on this fine eve - even as Spring is finally yawning and thinking about getting out of bed (although with more than a little hitting of the Snooze button, and activity I am intimately familiar with) - I'm going to cut things a little short. You know I enjoy these little talks of ours, but now and then I'm a bit wilted, you see, and getting a real bonifide rant out of me is tricky, and most often elicits a stream of garbled curses and fist-shakings best left unsaid. It is at times advisable to leave off encouraging my more vitriolic self and instead have faith that I will be back in fighting form by the end of the week, which is more often than not (as I will argue) the case.
At any rate. Here I leave you with my repeated fond thanks for reading (as always), a slight gesture to move you on your way to reading the comic proper, and a brief comment on this man, Antanas Mockus - former mayor of Bogota, Colombia - a brilliant man who (amongst many other things) installed street mimes in order to help prevent rampant jaywalking. Yes, you did read that right. STREET MIMES. Think you're more important than traffic? Guess what. You now have a mime following after you, aping your every move. Who's more important now, asshole? ::shakes head:: You know, this guy HAS to be a genius, if he's got me thinking that anything involving mimes is a good idea. Fascinating fellow.
Anyhow. Be good.
You Heard It Here First,
Annie "Blue" Carlson
You better run for your fucking life
- Green Day
"Letterbomb"
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