Father's Day...
This particular holiday wasn't one I enjoy, and having my birthday fall on said holiday does little to improve my mood. Still, I had a good birthday and thanks goes out to my friend theblackcanary for the gift I saw on my user page yesterday evening. (Sure it will stay for only two weeks, but that's a thoughtful present.)
I got to have lunch/dinner with my mother and grandfather around 2:00-3:00 at a Hometown Buffet and had a good time-I ate a plate of macaroni and cheese, two pieces of pepperoni pizza and three hot dogs. My mother also procured for me three movies-two DVDs, one a VHS-as presents as well, those movies being Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith and Hitch. I haven't seen all of the first one and have yet to find time to watch the others. Perhaps I'll get to do so sometime this week.
Despite enjoying my birthday, my thoughts for the majority of the day did revolve around someone who I consider an enigma-or, a mystery. According to my mother, I've only seen him three times; I can vividly remember the last time, since I was in high school. I can't recall the first time, even if I can see vivid flashes of it since I was a child. As for the second time, I can remember that as if it had happened yesterday. (In actuality, it happened over 16 years ago, on December 30, 1989.) I wonder why doesn't he try and contact me, as my mother has mentioned that he once said that he would try and keep in touch and yet he never did. I could try and hunt him down but I haven't wanted to.
And, for those who were wondering about it, yeah-the father thing somewhat connects me with Evangelion protagonist Shinji.
Nightwing #121
I have to be honest-after reading the majority of this issue, if Dick Grayson ends up not being Nightwing, I may just drop it entirely. I as well as various others have grown up knowing that after his tenure as Robin, Dick becomes-and should remain-Nightwing. Sure, Jason pulls it off rather well but in this, he's literally eaten by some freak of nature who looks like he could become a member of Superman's Fortress of Solitude. (The one from the animated series.) He comes out, but he's trapped in some kind of weird sac-like green jello.
As for Dick's latest fling, Cheyenne-a metahuman in her own right-she decides to take his advice to heart about protecting the innocent, creates a female version of the Nightwing costume and uses it.
"Town's getting lousy with Nightwings."
I'd have to agree, Dick. She pulls off the look, but that's about it. And, not to mention, Jason had 24 hours before that sac he's in hardens and takes away his oxygen. The key word-had. Cheyenne was nearly eaten by the earlier freak of nature but blew him up from the inside out-before they could free Jason. This arc had better end with Dick's name cleared and Jason on the right path, though with DC Comics, nothing's ever on the right path.
"Psychiatrists! Always answering a question with a question!" -Nightwing, Nightwing #121
I got to have lunch/dinner with my mother and grandfather around 2:00-3:00 at a Hometown Buffet and had a good time-I ate a plate of macaroni and cheese, two pieces of pepperoni pizza and three hot dogs. My mother also procured for me three movies-two DVDs, one a VHS-as presents as well, those movies being Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire, Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith and Hitch. I haven't seen all of the first one and have yet to find time to watch the others. Perhaps I'll get to do so sometime this week.
Despite enjoying my birthday, my thoughts for the majority of the day did revolve around someone who I consider an enigma-or, a mystery. According to my mother, I've only seen him three times; I can vividly remember the last time, since I was in high school. I can't recall the first time, even if I can see vivid flashes of it since I was a child. As for the second time, I can remember that as if it had happened yesterday. (In actuality, it happened over 16 years ago, on December 30, 1989.) I wonder why doesn't he try and contact me, as my mother has mentioned that he once said that he would try and keep in touch and yet he never did. I could try and hunt him down but I haven't wanted to.
And, for those who were wondering about it, yeah-the father thing somewhat connects me with Evangelion protagonist Shinji.
Nightwing #121
I have to be honest-after reading the majority of this issue, if Dick Grayson ends up not being Nightwing, I may just drop it entirely. I as well as various others have grown up knowing that after his tenure as Robin, Dick becomes-and should remain-Nightwing. Sure, Jason pulls it off rather well but in this, he's literally eaten by some freak of nature who looks like he could become a member of Superman's Fortress of Solitude. (The one from the animated series.) He comes out, but he's trapped in some kind of weird sac-like green jello.
As for Dick's latest fling, Cheyenne-a metahuman in her own right-she decides to take his advice to heart about protecting the innocent, creates a female version of the Nightwing costume and uses it.
"Town's getting lousy with Nightwings."
I'd have to agree, Dick. She pulls off the look, but that's about it. And, not to mention, Jason had 24 hours before that sac he's in hardens and takes away his oxygen. The key word-had. Cheyenne was nearly eaten by the earlier freak of nature but blew him up from the inside out-before they could free Jason. This arc had better end with Dick's name cleared and Jason on the right path, though with DC Comics, nothing's ever on the right path.
"Psychiatrists! Always answering a question with a question!" -Nightwing, Nightwing #121