Posted in particulars on 08/10/2009 03:45 pm by Zachary
I’d like to thank my high school sweetheart Erin for sending this Power Rangers episode my way. It’s more or less what an average birthday is like for me, except with better voice dubbing.
I am older today. It’s been bugging me. I’ve been noticing that I am getting gray facial hair, that it’s harder to keep off weight, and that my eyes carry even more of an unspeakable sadness than usual. I want to go back to being seven years old and thinking that cinema could not make a better film than Ghostbusters (I hate David Lynch for turning me into an adult). I miss trying to dream up reasons as to why my Batman action figures would be riding in Ninja Turtle vehicles (there was a rip in the fabric of space/time, FYI). I feel like Kilgore Trout at the end of Breakfast of Champions, except my creator is a perpetually unhappy Montessori teacher that lets me stay in her guest bedroom during the week.
On top of all that, I forgot to pick up my dry cleaning today. That’s the part that really pushed me over the edge. Why do I care about dry cleaning my clothes? Am I really that old?
Oh well. Not much I can do about it. I’m going to spend the rest of my birthday playing The Path and reflecting on all the innocence I have murdered in my lifetime.
Posted in comics, nostalgia on 02/08/2009 05:18 pm by Zachary
DC is bringing back Adventure Comics! And issue number zero (available now) is totally kicking it old school.
Adventure Comics was a big deal for a long time… it’s one of those staples of comic book history, like Detective Comics, Action Comics and the like. The fist issue came out in 1935. That’s a long time ago!
The last issue of Adventure Comics actually hit newsstands the day I was born… August 10th of 1983. That’s kind of weird, right? One of the benefits to being born on a Wednesday, I suppose.
I just decided that I’m going to buy every comic that comes out during the week of my kid’s birth. Then I’ll stash them away and they’ll make a great 21st birthday present (when the kid is old enough to appreciate that sort of gesture). I just hope that print media holds up long enough for me to have kids!