Thursday morning microtransmission

I am looking forward to the day that stereo shops give away HD tvs in order to encourage sound system sales. Mark my words!

Feeling like I got a bit ripped off this morning at the dealership. Supercar's driver side headlight had burned out a while back, so I called and asked for an appointment. Hey, no problem, said my service rep, the parts department can do that for you!

Wow, I said, that's awesome! The parts department can do the surely arduous task of replacing the bulb, which will definitely involve removing the front panel of the car to get access to the headlight casing! That's awesome!

So I go there and pay my $15 for a bulb and $25 for the installation. What a reasonable cost!

So the repair guy comes out, wearing these blue gloves that momentarily make me fear for my life and the life of my psychic sister I've got in a box, until I realize I'm not the doctor on Firefly.

The replacement act takes three minutes, tops. TOPS. In fact, watching it made me angry, as I'm pretty sure they've ripped me off for a few hundred bucks by charging for a minimum time every other time I've needed to have a fucking headlight bulb replaced. And the Smart, for all its awesomeness, tends to go through headlight bulbs aggressively.

Feh.

So, yes. Game tonight (hopefully) and shwarma or roti.

Of graphic stories and men in tights

You know, considering I bought a bunch of comics yesterday, you'd think I'd be able to recall them better.

Trinity #2 is not sucking yet. Whether it approaches Countdown-esque levels of mediocrity or ascends to 52 levels of awesomeness yet needs to be seen.

Newest issue of Booster Gold came in. Much neatness. But I'm confused, was Per Degaton actually a time traveling Nazi, or a time traveller who was a dick? You have to love any book that brings back the Ultra Humanite in the body of a white ape. Or possibly a Yeti.

Skaar, Son of Hulk was... well, the story was neat, although I have to go back to my Planet Hulk book to see if it jives with what happened there. I mean, the basic concept is that the Oldstrong's wombs can survive even after they've been disintegrated by a nuke, and that their children can survive on their own within hours of birth (if The Hulk is their dad; otherwise it's days).

You know, in retrospect, it's probably best that the Hulk's wife died when she did, otherwise she would likely have passed in the same fashion as his first wife, poisoned by gamma irradiated man juice. Although with her hyper-womb, she may have been resistant.

Angel: After the Fall is seriously tedious. If Cynra didn't still enjoy it I'd probably have ditched it by now.

There was a reprint book of old Mongul stories which was both misleading (nothing on the cover said "reprint book") and full of bad stories. I mean, the DCP Martian Manhunter & Supergirl stories where he made his debut would have been better, if pre-Crisis. And For The Man Who Has Everything is just an iconic story of DC's. Hell, it features the friggin' Trinity. Instead, we get some crappy Showcase '95 story showing Mongul is a dick with two illegitimate kids (one of whom killed the other in a Geoff Johns' head smack), a reprint of the "Superman in space" thingy, and a third story that fails to even register in my memory.

The book promised "From the pages of Green Lantern Corps: Mongul!", when it should have said "Hey, a bunch of crappy stories, including a Showcase piece! Remember all the good stories that came out of Showcase? Neither do we! But we can reprint them for free!"

I'm also glad I didn't get the Thundra gets impregnated by the Hulk story, which also featured a not awesome reprint.

There were other books, but the ass-tastic Mongul reprint has erased all other thoughts from my memory, other than REVENGE!