At this writing I have read the final issue of Final Crisis three times over. After the first read I was left scratching my head so profusely I bled. The second time around I was less in awe, but still trying to make sense of it all. The third read came after revisiting the chapters that preceded it, starting with DC Universe #0 and working my way through each issue, ignoring the sidebars like Revelations, Legion of Three Worlds, Submit, etc. which I didn’t the first time around.
Now, I’ve read each issue of Final Crisis numerous times, with each issue I generally read two or three times and then turning back to the previous issues to start piecing the picture together, so I guess you could say I’ve gotten pretty familiar with everything that’s happened up ’til now. But in this latest rereading, having the conclusion before me, all the lights were turned on for the very first time, and I could see what each moment meant in issues 1 - 6, and how they connect and play together. Yes, each issue of Final Crisis did read like a series of disparate, relatively unconnected vignettes, nary a logical storyline to be had, only late in the game did it seem like the masterplan was coming together.
Part of this was the themes writer Grant Morrison was playing with: good vs. evil is a pretty simple staple, but evil triumphing was the wrench in the works. There was the idea of gods, and how they can’t really die, as long as they are carried in the hearts and minds of man, and the use string theory to explain the 52 universes, and a series of mysteries unfolding. Morrison was playing with a scope heretofore unheard of, taking years of DC history (much of it his own doing) and weaving it all together, from the Monitors to Bludhaven to the New Gods, touching on Crises past, and putting it all into play. There was so much going on from the get go, and Morrison kept adding more and more kids in the pool, making it so incredibly difficult to breathe, nevermind swim.
When we took our trip to London back in ‘06, I decided to pick up a batch of DVDs from the Virgin Megastore. I looked for things that weren’t available in Region 1 at that time (like the special edition of NightWatch or Delicatessen) as well as things that were British, and less than likely to cross over. Life On Mars Season 1 was one of those series. Two years later and we’ve still not watched all the DVDs we bought over there (I’d say we’re about 70% viewed) but we finally got ’round to watching LOM late in summer last year. With only 8 episodes in the season it’s short but incredibly sweet, the story of Sam Tyler, a London police officer who’s caught in a hit and run, and wakes up in 1973. Is he crazy, is he dreaming, or did he really travel into the past? The cast is fantastic and the show is a fun and different take on the police procedural.
We finished watching season 1 in time for the American remake to start, the American remake which had no nuance or subtlety compared to the original, and any show that can make Harvey Keitel seem boring in a role he should revel in can’t be any good. And it’s not.
Fast forward past Buy Nothing Year and I’m back on the Amazon.co.uk order hunt, and objective #1 was Season 2. We watched the first episode and it’s such a welcome relief to see the real Sam Tyler and Gene Hunt and company again. Just one episode and that tawdry American version is nearly flushed from my mind.
I once became kind of enthused about downhill skiing after a few trips out to the slopes with school (this would have been grade 9 I believe). The enthusiasm, however passed quickly, so quickly that my mother, ever encouraging, decided to give me a heavy assortment of downhill snow gear (all of it Pittsburgh Penguins emblemized - more on that later) for christmas the following season which I didn’t know what to do with. Not that I was ungrateful, but I had to tell her the moment had passed and I wouldn’t be skiing anymore. I haven’t gone downhill skiing since.
multigrain Old Dutch nacho chips, piled high with old cheddar, lean ground Angus beef, green pepper and lettuce, dipping in PC Original salsa (mild) and light sour cream.
No, not taking your clothes off because of temperature changes, but the stuff you put around doors and windows to keep the house from losing it’s heat (in the winter) or cool (in the summer). While the windows are great and relatively new, we have weather stripping on some doors in this house but they are old and hardly keeping the drafts out. So we went to Rona to buy some, and couldn’t find any. Home Depot on the other hand, had an overwhelming amount of choice and I basically took a guess at what I want.
Doing weather stripping isn’t hard, it is time consuming… mainly the cutting to size part. I bought aluminum as opposed to vinyl, I’m not sure it was an educated purchase so much as “it seemed better” kind of guess work. You have to use a hacksaw to get these things cut down to size and while I do have a workbench (completely covered in unpacked boxes and things not workbench appropriate) I have no clamps to hold things down with, so hacking away at the aluminum with only your hand for a vice is tiring.
But aside from that, the instructions for installation are pretty basic and if you follow them the results are pretty noticeable.