I was wondering how the kids were taking to Iron Man. Guess I have my answer:
Also got an email from a friend:
My son is TOTALLY into the trailer…
Is it just me or is Tony Stark gonna knock the crap out of Bruce Wayne this summer? I now know people who have read the final Dark Knight script (”It kicks ass”), but have actually seen Iron Man (”Best movie of the year…”)
I have to admit that as a kid I was never that big a fan of Iron Man. Growing up with 2000AD from a very early age meant Dredd and co. always won out over the super hero types, but I did dip in from time to time and got a kick out of some of the stuff that suit could do.
For some reason I was a much bigger fan of King of the Rocketmen… go figure.
Then again, when I was a kid I didn’t get treated to stuff like this:
From an all-growed-up perspective, everything so far is telling me that the upcoming Iron Man movie is something special.
I’m gonna put my neck out and say Old Shell Head may even give the freak in the bat costume a good run for his money…
I took twenty-four hours off from Twitter so I could bypass all the online hilarity that comes up on April 1st.
Remember how in Buffy the Vampire Slayer the demons and vampires shunned Halloween because it was ‘tacky’? Same deal.
A few years ago I was as guilty of this crap as everyone else (convincing members of a punk forum that Henry Rollins had crushed his windpipe in a weight lifting accident springs to mind), but now I have better things to click on than Rick Astley videos and stories claiming that Bill Gates got an iPhone stuck up his arse.
Normally it’s pretty easy to avoid, but Twitter would funnel that crap straight to me. As it is I’ll have to be careful opening my greader tomorrow. A lot of stuff should be marked FRONT TOWARDS ENEMY, Frank Castle style.
But I am missing Twitter. Without a doubt the single most important online app I’ve had the pleasure to use in the last couple of years. Even though a lot of the time it’s not a pleasure to use because it falls over way to often and hasn’t scaled quite the way I think it should of. Such is life. Still a groovy little tool. Trying not to think of just how productive I’ve been today without it, but that’s probably another post…
So seeing as I can’t Tweet right now and Jess is still out at a feminist screening let me share this here. A note I made in bed the other night when both of us couldn’t sleep and we were chatting while playing with gadgets*:
Jess just told me that she once slept in the shadow of a lunar landing module
We’ve been together since 1999, but she still surprises me from time to time…