Tuesday, October 18, 2005

Oops I Did It Again....

I'd actually had 3 posts on the burner for the last week or so; I had one about being a bike commuter, one about my trip to the Adirondacks, and one about Movie Prom. I think all three of them will come to light before too long; but in the meantime, they've all been pre-empted by the latest in a long line of personal injuries. This one involved carrots, a very nice chopping knife, and an unfortunate error of judgement. One moment I'm trying to cut a gi-normous carrot in half, the next I'm yelping for help from my dinner companions, who had been busy watching "Desperate Housewives" on DVD. (There are different kinds of desperation; for a brief moment, mine trumped the housewives'.) The good news is, I missed the tendon that runs along the side of my left index finger, and I didn't hit any nerves. The bad news is, the cut goes right down to the bone, and looks kind of horrible. It didn't hurt all that much last night after we got it bandaged up, but this evening I bumped it--gently--against the doorknob.... and you know the noise a dog makes when you step on its tail? I'm not sure I've ever heard a noise like that come out of my mouth before now, but it did then. Damn, it hurt! Hopefully this doesn't mean it's infected; I changed the bandage again after that and applied a lot of antibacterial ointment. I'll live; in the grand scheme of things, this is pretty minor compared to the Blender Incident. Come to think of it, that also involved my left hand being injured in a misjudgement by my right. I wonder if this is all some kind of plot on the part of my right hand.... A sinister plot! Well, an anti-sinister plot. A dextrous plot? Anyway, I'm going to keep a closer eye on my right hand from now on--never know when it might try to strangle me in my sleep. I saw a movie like that once, so it must happen. Right?

Monday, October 03, 2005

This Post Is Not About Serenity.

Yes, this post is not about the Firefly movie, despite it being much on my mind this weekend. I realize that not everyone is a total dork-faced geek like myself. So if you want to read my spoiler-filled comments on Serenity, you'll have to check my Nerd Blog instead. If you haven't seen it, and you're going to, you might want to hold off reading it.

Instead, I will tell you about something that happened on the way to see Serenity, which is not quite the same thing as writing a post about Serenity. Thanks to a miscommunication, after dinner at the always aptly named Cracker Barrel restaurant our gang found themselves with over an hour to kill before movie time. What do you do in a happenin' town like this when you have an hour to kill? You go to Meijer, apparently. So we wandered around Meijer, and naturally came to rest in the toy section fairly quickly. As you may know, I have an obsession with action figures. I also have an affinity for particular comic book heroes, to the point that I'll buy any action figure of them that I don't already have. (Green Arrow, and Nightcrawler, since you asked.) There was a new Nightcrawler figure in the Marvel Legends Series from Toy Biz in the action figure aisle: $6, and it was mine. As an added bonus feature, all the figures in this series come with a single piece of GALACTUS: DEVOURER OF WORLDS! Yes, if you buy all 7 figures in the Marvel Legends series, you can build your own GALACTUS: DEVOURER OF WORLDS! at no extra cost to you. However, since the other figures in the series are Dr. Strange, Bulleye, Grey Hulk, and a few other totally uncompelling characters, I had no impulse to buy them, and thus have only one seventh of GALACTUS in my posession. Guess which seventh? That's right, kids--I have here, in my home, GALACTUS' butt. No foolin'--it's basically his abs, hips, and skirt. And, to add further value, I would like to point out that it is made of some kind of horrific vinyl-like substance rather than hard plastic, and it smells awful. It hit me in the face as soon as I opened the package to release Nightcrawler. GALACTUS: REEKER OF WORLDS! HIS ASS SMELLS LIKE....ASS! Joy.