Every now and then, as an aesthete, you run across works of art that present themselves as somehow different from the average and mundane. These movies or photos or paintings or TV shows, etc. rise above and demand your attention. One such album that I’ve discovered within the last month or so is worth mentioning: John Coltrane’s A Love Supreme.

During my decade-long hiatus of being involved in the reading, collecting, and generally being owned by comic books and comic book characters, some really weird stuff happened…

Comics got really dark.
X-Men changed costumes at least 12 times.
The only Avenger I knew was Captain America.
The original Robin became Nightwing, and replacement Robin #1 was killed by the Joker.
And… Superman died. It was the Death of Superman that awakened me from my lethargic non-comic book involved state.
And why? Not really because Superman died. I knew it was a ratings ploy from the start.

Because Supergirl wierded me out!

A bit of explanation first…

Well, I’ve been watching documentaries. Not intentionally, but it just so happens I have seen five lately. And it just so happens my column usually involves five movies. And it just so happens my intros are usually short, and here I am done with it.

Helvetica (2007)

The Hole Story (2005)

The Filth & the Fury (2000) The Sex Pistols

The King of Kong: A Fistful of Quarters (2007)

The Office: Season Three (2007)

If the circus is “The Greatest Show on Earth,” then my name is JC Penney.

I recently found myself on the outside of the center ring at a county circus. It was completely by accident. You see, I was traversing the countryside by a buggy powered by two actual horses from Dublin to London…Arkansas. The trip was going as planned. The atmosphere was placid and the air was pure and extremely oxygenated by the not-so-existent Arkansas rainforest. The air was actually polluted by gaseous fowl hovering no more than fourteen meters above my travel capsule…a capsule that used to be black but is now completely white. I would not call it an off-white…more of a poop white.

Goliath and Jason stared each other down. This fight had been a long time coming. Point of fact, since I didn’t submit an article to the last issue of Nerd City and then we were delayed publishing this week this fight was delayed over 3 weeks. The anticipation has been overwhelming to the two warriors.