Someone left the caaaaake out in the raaaaain...

I woke up this morning with "MacArthur Park" stuck in my head. And not just any version. Nooo, my brain goes for Richard Harris hyper-emoting "MacArthur Park" at full volume. I don't remember what I was dreaming about, but it must have been... horrible.

But then I had a surprise Sean Bean "sighting" (a very wee one, but a girl makes do with what she has) brighten up my morning, so all is well. I finally got around to reading the Hopeless Savages: Ground Zero trade (I read the miniseries as it came out, so there was no rush to read the collection), and the introduction to it was written by Andrew Wheeler, the editor for Ninth Art, home of some of the most intelligent and insightful comics journalism being done. Towards the end of his intro, Wheeler says:

In closing, I should note that for two of my friends, Hopeless Savages is really the comics equivalent of "our song." Though friends for a while, it was over a shared love for Hopeless Savages that they bonded, and during a conversation about the series that one finally found the courage to ask the other out. They'll be spending Valentine's Day at the theatre, watching Sean Bean in leather pants.

I'll spend my Valentine's Day miserable and alone, thinking about Sean Bean in leather pants. That will be my sole concession to romance.

I like how he thinks. Not sure "romantic" quite fits that image, but hell, I'm not picky.


I don't think that I can take it!
'Cause it took so long to bake it!
And I'll never have! That recipe! Again!
Ohhhhh Nooooooo!!!!

Oh, this is so painful...

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Hello, working cut-tags! I've missed you! But now that we've been reunited, I can do a couple of memes that everyone else in the world did ages ago. Oh well, there's no prize for being quick.

( that recent book meme )

If you don't feel like reading it (can't say as I'd blame you), the upshot is- read Mariette in Ecstasy by Ron Hansen.

( And also that Barbara Walters-y meme )

Friday night oddness

Just a couple of comics-related links before I hie myself back to work, work being organizing all the fic I printed off back when I was in school and had access to free laser printers. I was really into X-Files back then (and Highlander and Sentinel- Highlander is still with me, Sentinel comes and goes). Odd to think how long it's been since I read an X-Files story. Years. Someday when I'm rich I plan to buy the DVDs for seasons 1-6, but I can't seem to get back into the fannish mindset for it. And now I'm feeling all wistful and nostalgic and "La Vie en Alien Bile Green"-ish, so moving right along:

A while back, CBR's Oddball Comic was The Adventures of Manuel Pacifico, Tuna Fisherman, and let me assure you, it more than lives up to its name. Who knew the tuna fishing industry was so exciting in the 1950s? Or so terribly, terribly gay? Seriously, there have been some extremely campy comics bandied about in fannish circles (usually Superman titles, to no one's surprise), but nobody out-camps Manuel. Take a look at some of the scans- they're just lovely.

The other link is to an entry in Sarah Dyer's blog. Sarah is the editor of Action Girl (an all-ages, girl-friendly comic anthology) and a great champion of comics for and by women. Anyway, she summarizes an essay she found in an old romance comic that discussed "how to be a widow and what to do about it." So, so funny. MST3K material indeed.

Back to the fic piles. Aw, Krychek was so pretty. He still had two hands back then. And then there was the glee of a Mulder-glasses sighting. And Pendrell, remember him? Good times, good times.