Friday, December 10, 2004

Thought Bytes

(Three in one day...can you tell I'm addicted?)

* Saw the new pic from the Fantastic Four movie and was totally unmoved. I don't think that's a good thing you would think that a comic fan of over twenty years would be jazzed to see; yet another, comic hit the big screen, but I'm not. This can't be good. Funny how comic movies may share the same fate as the periodicals, over saturation of the marketplace by superheroes.

* The third Blade movie hit (not exaclty a superhero, but still...) this week, and I don't think I'll bother seeing it until it's on dvd. I'm not even interested about the new Superman movie. Okay, maybe I'll get pumped when it's closer to release, now that Spacey is signed (or about to be signed) for Lex Luthor, how could I miss that.

* The cover for DC's new event just hit, COUNTDOWN, only reminding me that it's been seven months since I last bought comics, REALLY bought comics. I'm sort of afraid to even walk into a comics store again, like a recovering junky that's afraid of the neighborhood crack house. Will I have the strength to resist going crazy and buying everything? If there's any down side to being a father, it's all about the money. It's hard to come home on a pay day and watch 75% of my cash disappear. I know I have responsibilities, and I do my best to meet them. But damn if it doesn't hurt.

* On the same note, it's been two and a half months since I've had sex and I'm starting to grab myself more than when I was a teenager. We just had our second child, so no intimacy until January of 2005. The expectation is dwarfing everything else in my life right now. The holidays are just not as important, as I anxiously await the first night alone with my wife. What will we do? I keep thinking it should be something special, but nothing weird...

* As I get older, my attraction to female anatomy is descending (I guess this goes back to the horny thing). My earliest memories are of my attraction to their hair, especially redheads. Then, it was the breasts, couldn't get enough, the bigger the better. Now I find myself staring at their butts. How long before I become a feet man?

* A friend of mine, and an insightful one at that, noticed that I'm happy in my life right now. And you know what, I am. I think I'm the happiest I've ever been. I like my life, with my wife, my kids, not my job - that sucks, but my REAL job -as a writer - is looking up for the first time since I started in...1992 (DAMN!).

* Speaking of which, the book is coming together nicely (LAZARUS: Immortal Coils - Look for it in 2005), the pages are rolling in, not as fast as I would like, but the final results are worth it, and the reactions I've received are good all around. I find the time between emails from my artist to be mundane at best. Same old thing, day after day, and then "BAM!" new pages.

* Yesterday I was in a debate with some coworkers about following tradition vs. being rebellious, and I went on a rant about disliking the expanding "gray area" between right and wrong. I think we're headed for a time when a lot of what we consider wrong will become "understood" and accepted. How long before pedophiles actually earn our sympathies? Sure, not everything is so clear, and there are things that belong in that space in-between, but we keep adding to it. And, perhaps, not everything we add should be in there. And I began wondering if those gray areas are manmade, fallacies, and not real ones. Like murder, it can be black, white, and it does fall in the gray sometimes. But, bottom-line, it's wrong to kill, period. Anything else is an excuse we've created to relieve ourselves of guilt...isn't it? Or, is it vice versa? It's not wrong to kill, it's natural, and we've turned it into a crime for fear of losing our own lives. It makes you think, we take it for granted that everyday will follow the next. I wonder if the animals take it for granted that everyday could be their last?

* Okay, here's a thought, they say that a person is born gay. All right, I'll accept that, because society says I have to or have "conservative" stamped to my head. But then, how is it that a child, and I have two, is born not knowing anything, or being anything really, but is gay? I can't get around that. The baby comes out, and it's a blank slate. Literally, nothing going on inside, everything is new and forming, but it's already gay. And the mutation theory just scares the shit out of me. Nope, I can't buy it. When I look into the eyes of my children, everything is too new to them for me to believe that their sexual orientation is predetermined. And hey, if our lives are our own, if our fates are ours to decide, then why not our sexual desires/partners?

* Am I the only one that thinks, because so many women have fake boobs, that real boobs have become the new "special thing"?

* Bush Jr. cheated his ass off in the last election, he had to. And you know what, I think he's smarter than we think. It's a scarey thing, either we, the American people, are really stupid and he's really smart. Or, he's really stupid and we... No, that doesn't work, we're dumb either way.

All for now...

JPG.

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