"We're gonna hijack us a Port-a-gee-zee ship"

Hmm. I don't have a pirate costume for the midnight movie showing tomorrow. I'll be in a group of fifteen, fourteen of them strangers, all in costume, and me without even so much as a plastic hook hand.

But... I *do* have a perfectly awesome Bill the Butcher costume.

... *evil grin*

Appropriate or not, I am getting way more mileage out of that costume than I ever would have thought possible. I will be rockin' the handlebar mustache at the movie tomorrow, I promise you that. Just as I promise to take off the top hat so as not to piss off the people behind me.

(EDIT: It occurs to me that between Winter 2002 and Summer 2003 we were intoduced to two of the most awesome and unique new characters in modern cinema, and I'll be dressing up as one to attend the sequel of the other. So it will make sense to ME, anyway. Tell you what, I promise to dress like Captain Jack Sparrow at the premiere of GANGS OF NEW YORK 2: LEGEND OF CURLY'S GOLD)

Sometimes I think I only amuse myself. Sometimes I think that's enough.

Death of Superman and BLAST... I mean, CURSE YOU, RICHARDS!

Trailer for HOLLYWOODLAND, formerly known by the much better title TRUTH, JUSTICE, AND THE AMERICAN WAY. It's like LA CONFIDENTIAL, but with Adrian Brody investigating the death of Superman. George Reeves, that is. I know many of you will wince at hearing that Reeves is played by Ben Affleck, but based on this trailer, he looks pretty damn good. If only WB would have let them actually use the Superman S-sheld symbol. Plus, it has Bob Hoskins probably being awesome and usual.

EDIT: Aintitcool.com just announced that they WILL be using the classic Superman costume, S-shield and all, for both his black and white costume and his technicolor costume! WOO! Man oh man, I just have to wonder what kind of awesome Superman LJ icons I'll be able to make from that!

A brilliant flash animation of Doctor Doom summoning up alternate versions of himself to defeat the Fantastic Four. Featuring Pia Guerra, artist of Y- THE LAST MAN as Jessica Alba. Utter, utter delightful brilliance from the man who brought us Marvel Villains Assemble, among other wonderful cartoons.

Much Richards-cursing abounds. Well, they say "Blast you, Richards," but still, the principle is the same. Stupid Richards. Thinks he's so big.

"I'm not a pineapple, I'm prince of the Goths!" "That's what the pumpkin said!"

Started studying for the GREs with the help of a math refresher guide. God, I haven't had to actually do multiplication without a calculator in, like, 10 years. I actually spent a good half hour trying to remember prime factors. This is pathetic. It's all coming back to me slowly, slooowly, but surely.

Hrm. Maybe I should call that tutor up tomorrow.

On the plus side, from what I've seen of the written/vocabulary part, I've got nothing to worry about.

Meantime, I have a new icon that, between the two references, will make sense to probably about three of you. Just like dressing up as Bill the Butcher, I mostly just amuse myself.

Ooh, time to put on the handlebar mustache! Awkward and confused looks, ahoy!