Beer Fridays XIV

St. Bernardus 12 is a special kind of happy. It is a joy formed of silky malts and flavorful figs. It is a deep, mahogany, Belgian happy baked with love and yeast. A chocolate chip cookie kind of happy. A creamy tantric love session with a passionate caramel complected beauty kind of happy. It possesses a strong 10.5% ABV, a soft sugary underbelly, and a sumptuous dark fruit aroma. This chewy, monk-crafted, faintly carbonated quad will not disappoint those seeking a hearty voyage into deliciousness. (A+)

New Comic Book Day XIV

This week is kind of pathetic, actually, with only three things coming out on the pull list. There's World War Hulk X-men, where we get to see how many other mutants Banner can punch, there's another Countdown where we get to see how bad the DC universe can possibly be after being punched, and then there's Avengers Initiative #5, which is the best of the byte sized bunch, but will probably be nothing more than us getting to see what other kids Banner can punch. This week is so weak, I may actually have to buy Teen Titans. At least it's not crossing over with Amazons Attack anymore. Issue #49 may have been the worst thing I've ever read. Wait, it's crossing over with Blue Beetle now? @#$% this, I'll go to the store next week.

For Your Ear Hole: Oh No - Dr. No's Oxperiment

Dr. No's Oxperiment is the latest in Stones Throw's nearly flawless line of instrumental releases and clearly cements Oh No's position alongside his brother Madlib and the dearly departed J Dilla as one of today's hottest beatsmiths. No uses a recipe of MPC2000 and finely chopped Middle Eastern samples to bake this flavorful platter of aural appetizers. The satisfying blend of Mediterranean funk goes down smooth and quick as not a single track is allowed to test your attention span, each one clocking under two minutes. Fans of the Chrome Children compilations will find Heavy's guitar sample familiar as it blasts open the album and you'll be hard pressed not to twist your pelvis to the delicious bass line of Exp Out The Ox. Other highlights include the dirty spy theme, My Luck and the Temple of Doom-ish Ohhhhhh. Every cut on Dr. No's is a seamless blend of banging beats and spicy world soul and proves that this other Michael Jackson is far more than the Beat Konducta's brother. (A+)

Joy Ang

Terrosel (By Joy Ang)

Nasty For The People

T-shirts coming soon.

Beer Fridays XIII

Sierra Nevada Summerfest isn't bad for a pilsner-style lager, but it's still a pilsner-style lager. It's extremely light and could make for an expensive game of beer pong or a way to satiate your Bud-drinking friends at a barbecue. It goes through a somewhat complex progression of taste in your mouth and is like a more advanced domestic macro-beer at its worst and barely reminiscent of Sierra Nevada's classic pale ale at its best. It starts mostly sweet with a faint fruity, almost melony feel countered by slightly tangy and peppery finish. Most of the bite comes from the carbonation as opposed to the hops that are sorely lacking for a Sierra. It's basically a ditzy blonde, light headed without much substance, but it looks good on the beach. Maybe Jenny McCarthy in her better days. You know, the days when internet porn was mostly black and white and it took two hours to download one picture to your Macintosh Classic, but at least halfway through you got some nipple. (C-)

Just A Reminder...

Three days to new Dingo.

For Your Ear Hole: Talib Kweli - Ear Drum

While it certainly doesn't touch Black Star, Reflection Eternal, or Quality, Ear Drum is a welcome return to form for Talib Kweli after his underwhelming Beautiful Struggle. It stumbles a couple times, mostly thanks to will.i.am and Justin Timberlake on Say Something and The Nature respectively, but has an equal amount of highlights. Madlib's trio of tracks infuse the album with nostalgic soul, including Soon the New Day, which features a warm and sultry hook by Norah Jones. Pete Rock twists an Elton John sample into the hard hitting Holy Moly and the flute laced Listen!!! by Kwame is certainly the most movement inducing track. The requisite Kanye West appearance will get you In the Mood with its laid back groove and Kweli and KRS-One rip apart Bob Marley's Do It Twice on The Perfect Beat. While it seems Talib can't quite stay away from trying to drift in the mainstream, Ear Drum should still keep the backpack fans happy. It's not overflowing with bangers and head nodders, but it is a smooth listen with only a couple necessary skips. (B)

30 Runs... Just So You Know, I Totally Called That

Tuesday night, the Disneyland Angels crapped on the Yankees 18-9. "18," I said, "That's a lot of runs, but still not enough to make the Angels the slightest bit interesting. You know what would really be something?" I pondered as my inner monologue continued, "30 runs. Now THAT would be something." Apparently my reality altering powers were in full swing, because low and behold, come Wednesday night the Texas Rangers drop the big three zero on the Orioles in a 30-3 romperstomping of legendary proportions. Of course, I don't yet have total control over my abilities, or else it would have been the Cubs or Chi Sox doing the damage. I will have you know, however, that the only team to ever score more runs in a game is the Cubs, who put up 36 against Louisville in 1897. In truth, they were known as the Colts at the time, but they were still in Chicago.
The Baltimore Orioles actually led at the outset last night, scoring the first three runs of the game. The Rangers didn't break through till the fourth, scoring five in that inning and then putting up nine in the sixth. And seeing as an eleven run lead clearly isn't enough to make your opponent decide he's no longer a man and end up in fishnets and pumps on Santa Monica Blvd., they scored ten more times in the eighth and really peed in the wound in the ninth with another six footprints on home plate. All this from a team tied for the second worst record in the American League.
Jarrod Saltalamacchia was the big star of the game, tallying four hits, two homers, and seven RBI. Who knew someone named after a stomach virus could be so good? Were Saltycaca and the Rangers being jerks for continuing to run up the score? Probably, but they're from Texas, what do you expect? And Baltimore shouldn't worry about it too much, a new season of The Wire is right around the corner. Who needs baseball when you've got Omar Little.

Apparently Latrell Sprewell Will Not Be Able To Feed His Family On A Boat

According to the Milwaukee Journal Sentinel, a federal marshal has repossessed former NBA chokesmith, Latrell Sprewell's 1.5 million dollar yacht. Spree has allegedly failed to make his $10,322 monthly payments or maintain insurance for the boat and still owes 1.3 million dollars on his loan. I guess maybe he shouldn't have turned down that insulting 21 million dollar contract from the T'wolves. But, you know, as he said, "They're not doing anything for me. I'm at risk. I have a lot of risk here. I got my family to feed. Anything could happen." Also keep in mind, this is the same boat on which he was charged with choking a woman during sex. The man loves to choke, people. He also apparently loves The Beast, since he named his yacht "Milwaukee's Best". I'm not sure how anyone develops a taste for rancid ass juice, but I guess if anyone would, it's Latrell Sprewell.

New Comic Book Day XIII

When I saw what was being shipped this week, I honestly thought there must have been a typo... Astonishing X-Men #22 will finally be released today. The first of only three issues left in Joss Whedon's run on the title finds our merry mutants on the Breakworld, trying to prevent the re-killing of Colossus. But will saving his life mean dooming a planet? And when the hell does this story take place anyway? Other sweet action for the week includes Ten Little Bat-Dudes, Fu-Fest 2007, Tommy Lee Jones on Prozac, The Beast With Two Backs, a Super Sex-Tape, and Mogo Mania.

Ron Mexico Vs. The Axis Of Evil

Now that Michael Vick has decided to plead guilty to dog fighting charges, he will probably go down as one of the worst douchebags known to man. But just how despicable is Mr. Mexico? The only way to answer that question is to pit him against some of history's other great villains, masterminds of their perspective evil endeavors. So, find out how Michael Vick stacks up against some of the most sinister criminal ringleaders of all time in Ron Mexico Vs. The Kingpin Vs. Skeletor Vs. Serpentor.

Position or Title:
Vick: Atlanta Falcons' Former Quarterback (#7)
Kingpin: Kingpin of Crime
Skeletor: Evil Lord of Destruction, Overlord of Evil
Serpentor: Supreme Emperor of Cobra
Winner: Skeletor

Other Identities:
Vick: Ron Mexico, Ookie, Superman (Self Annointed)
Kingpin: Wilson Fisk, Harold Howard, The Brainwasher
Skeletor: Keldor, Scare Glow, Alan Oppenheimer
Serpentor: Julius Caesar, Napoleon Bonaparte, Genghis Khan, Etc.
Winner: Vick

Crimes Committed:
Vick: Knowingly gave a woman herpes, Gave his own fans the double bird, Tried to bring marijuana on a plane in a water bottle, Ran a dog fighting ring and executed several dogs, General douchey behavior
Kingpin: Responsible for the shooting of Aunt May, Responsible for his son becoming the criminal, The Rose, and his wife killing said son, General crime lord activities
Skeletor: Tricking He-Man into thinking he killed a man, General incompetent villainous behavior
Serpentor: Responsible for the deaths of several G.I. Joes, Responsible for the G.I. Joe series jumping the shark, General terrorist activities
Winner: Vick

Base of Operations:
Vick: Southeast Virginia, Atlanta
Kingpin: New York City, Hell's Kitchen
Skeletor: Snake Mountain in Eternia
Serpentor: Cobra Island, Cobra La, Monolith Base
Winner: Vick (It don't get much more evil than Virginia... except maybe West Virginia)

Origin:
Vick: Impressive quarterback play during high school in Newport News led to two successful seasons at Virginia Tech. He left after his red shirt sophomore year and was drafted number one by the Atlanta Falcons in the 2001 NFL Draft.
Kingpin: Was a poor, overweight child who was repeatedly bullied until he trained in physical combat and started his own gang. He was then made Don Rigoletto's bodyguard, eventually killing him and becoming a powerful crime lord.
Skeletor: Was either a demon from another dimension or the long lost brother of King Randor whose magical experiments went awry.
Serpentor: A clone created by Dr. Mindbender to lead Cobra whose DNA consists of Julius Caesar, Napoleon Bonaparte, Attila the Hun, Philip II of Macedon, Alexander the Great, Ivan the Terrible, Vlad the Impaler, Hannibal, Genghis Khan, Grigori Rasputin, and several others
Winner: Serpentor

Goals:
Vick: Win a Super Bowl, Do dumb $#@%
Kingpin: Run New York City, Eat Twinkies
Skeletor: Gain control of The Power of Grayskull, Rule Eternia
Serpentor: Rule the World
Winner: Skeletor

Enemies:
Vick: PETA, Roger Goodell, Sonya Elliott, Dogs
Kingpin: Daredevil, Spider-Man, The Punisher
Skeletor: He-Man, The Sorceress of Castle Grayskull, King Randor
Serpentor: G.I. Joe, Cobra Commander (Fred VII), The Baronness
Winner: Kingpin

Associates:
Vick: Marcus Vick, Aaron Brooks, Alge Crumpler
Kingpin: Bullseye, Elektra, Typhoid Mary
Skeletor: Hordak, Evil-lyn, Beast Man, Two-Bad, Trap-Jaw, Tri-Klops
Serpentor: Dr. Mindbender, Firefly, Globulus
Winner: Kingpin

Affiliations:
Vick: The Atlanta Falcons, Bad Newz Kennels
Kingpin: HYDRA, Fujikawa Industries
Skeletor: The Snake Mountain Evil Warriors, The Horde
Serpentor: Cobra, The Coil, Cobra-La
Winner: Serpentor

Powers and Abilities:
Vick: Agility, Enhanced Speed, Mediocre Throwing Skills
Kingpin: Enhanced Strength, Intelligence, Martial Arts
Skeletor: Mystical Powers, Mind Powers, Teleportation
Serpentor: Military Command, Enhanced Strength, Difficulty to Kill
Winner: Skeletor

Weapons:
Vick: His Feet, Apparently Anything He Could Use To Kill Dogs
Kingpin: Diamond Studded Cane, Rolodex of Assassins
Skeletor: Havoc Staff, Energy Blade
Serpentor: Snake Javelin, Flying Chariot
Winner: Skeletor

Media Appearances:
Vick: Every Other Second of ESPN
Kingpin: Portrayed by Michael Clarke Duncan in crappy Daredevil movie and John Rhys-Davies in Trial of the Incredible Hulk TV Movie
Skeletor: Robot Chicken, World of Warcraft, Once A Hero
Serpentor: G.I. Joe: The Movie
Winner: Vick

Pets:
Vick: Lots of Pitbulls
Kingpin: No Notable Pets
Skeletor: Panthor
Serpentor: Lots of Snakes
Winner: Vick

Downfall:
Vick: Co-defendants accepted plea bargains
Kingpin: Beat up by both Daredevil and Peter Parker and agreed to leave the country after his wife's death
Skeletor: Never was very bright
Serpentor: Assassinated by Zartan's arrow and buried inside volcano / Fell off cliff into the ocean
Winner: Serpentor

And there you have it, Michael Vick narrowly edges out Skeletor by a score of 5 to 4 for the title of Most Evilest Douchebag Criminal Ringleader Supreme. Serpentor followed with 3 and Kingpin ended up in last with 2.

Know Your Dingo: Simon

Simon is the marble mouthed son of Killface. He expresses his emotions mostly through the smashing of his Kap'n Krump cereal bowl and the word "boosh". He has good taste in hip-hop music and television and also enjoys homebrewing and rabbit death matches. He struggles with his physique and his grades, but excels at criminal behavior. He misses his former residence of Arizona and nobody gets him. He has recently stolen a pair of Xtacle rocket pants and all the knives in his fathers house and joined Torpedo Vegas' underground fight ring in Chinatown. It is not known whether he is living or dead since he activated the Annihilatrix. Simon is in your extended network.

Six days to new Dingo.

Beer Fridays XII

Anchor Brewing Company's Liberty Ale basically tastes like yeast, astringent, and a slice of banana. It seems like it's trying to be an IPA, yet is dominated by its grain and malt flavor. It is highly carbonated, but its consistency is bread-like and somewhat toasty. It is a golden amber color with a pillowy head and contains the slightest hint of citrus and an abundance of wheat. It's kind of like that girl you hooked up with once when you were drunk and call every once in a while in case you get desperate. Bless her heart, she tries hard, but there's only so much she can do with what she's got. (C)

Know Your Dingo: Xander Crews / Awesome X / Barnaby Jones

Billionaire playboy, Xander Crews became the technologically endowed superhero, Awesome X to avenge the deaths of his murdered parents. He has defeated every major supervillain in the city with the help of his team of cyborg super soldiers, the Xtacles. He likes hot chicks, hookers, and Phil Collins. His girlfriend is reporter, Grace Ryan, and his manhood roughly fills a tallboy of beer, also referred to as the Master Cylinder. He has recently lost control of the Crews' corporation to the head of its board of directors, Stan, who also assumed the identity of Awesome X. He has also been accidentally blinded by a death ray and had his ear bitten off by Killface during a fight to the death forced upon them by Torpedo Vegas, all while donning the nude guise of Barnaby Jones. It is not known whether he is living or dead after the activation of the Annihilatrix. Xander Crews is in your extended network.

Nine days to new Dingo.

Know Your Dingo: Killface

Killface is an ivory skinned supervillain with a British accent and no visible genitalia. He is the proud parent of one, his son Simon, and enjoys the music of Beethoven and Lionel Richie. He dislikes raisin toast, the misuse of penis medication, and fatties. His main goals in life include finishing his Annihilatrix so he can propel the Earth into the Sun and winning the affections of reporter, Grace Ryan. His recent hardships include having had his assets frozen by a former employee, being blinded by the villainous Antagone, and being betrayed by his best friend Barnaby Jones, who was, in reality, his arch nemesis Xander Crews. Seeing as the Annihilatrix has been activated by his son Simon, it is not known whether Killface is living or dead. Killface is in your extended network.

Ten days to new Dingo.

Ten Days To Killface

That's right folks, there's only ten days left till the greatest Adult Swim show ever, Frisky Dingo, returns to the airwaves. Will anyone have survived the Annihilatrix? Will either Xander or Killface have their revenge? Or will the show just be something else entirely? A relaunch of Perfect Hair Forever, maybe? On August 26th, all will be revealed... probably.

Now Ron Mexico Is REALLY In Trouble

While pondering the benefits of accepting a plea bargain for dogfighting charges, Michael Vick must now also face a 63 billion dollar lawsuit by a South Carolina inmate. Jonathan Lee Riches' handwritten lawsuit alleges that Vick stole the plaintiff's two pit bulls from his Florida home, damaged the RFID tracking chips in their collars (as opposed to just removing the collars), and sold the dogs on Ebay to raise money to purchase missiles from the Iranian government. Furthermore, Vick also stole Riches' identity (from his coat) in order to open store accounts with Petsmart and Doggie Warehouse to purchase food for his dogfighting operation. To add insult to injury, the Atlanta Falcons' quarterback violated copyright laws by using the plaintiff's name on his "football outfit and casual clothing" and sells "Jonathan Lee Riches" t-shirts, mugs, and hats. Riches goes on to accuse Vick of being a member of Al-Queda, subjecting him to microwave testing, using drugs in school zones, and being in the business of illegal steroids. He does not, however, accuse him of raping a bear that was indeed his father. He concludes his civil action by asking the court to stop Vick from physically hurting his feelings and dashing his hopes. He also draws a little copyright symbol every time he writes his name.

New Comic Book Day XII

The buy pile will be extremely light this week, although we will get more MODOK, a dash of Beast on Beast action, and Bruce and Hal versus the scary eyeball. The pick of the little litter is sure to be the further adventures of Ed Brubaker keeping Captain America one of the best books on the stands while the main character is making super soldier worms six feet underground. Oooh, that's a good idea...
Red, White, and Worm: The Invertebrate Patriot.
Anyways, awesome intellectual property aside, flaming Falcons, sexy super spies, and badass Buckies are sure to abound in Captain America #29!

For Your Ear Hole: Spoon - Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga

I have to say, I don't think I've had a rock album on continuous rotation this much since Weezer's debut. (Although TV On The Radio's Return To Cookie Mountain has come close.) Somehow, Ga Ga manages to be one of those rare gems I can actually sit through without skipping a single track, although that may be because it's only 36 minutes. Spoon is able to swerve from the hauntingly eerie The Ghost Of You Lingers to the sunshiney, brass infused You Got Yr. Cherry Bomb with surprising fluidity. They enlisted production mastermind, Jon Brion for the booming anthem The Underdog, and the slickness of Don't You Evah manages to match the funky groove of Gimme Fiction's hit single, I Turn My Camera On. While it often seems to pine for lost love and understanding, Ga Ga is rife with variety and bursting with confidence. (A)

American Beer: A Bockumentary

I wanted to like this movie. I really did. Unfortunately, the filmmakers turned it into more of a road trip movie than a beer movie. You see, the principle idea of the film is that five unemployed buddies from New York are taking a van across America in order to visit 38 micro-breweries in 40 days. This might work if they decided to use the road trip aspect to actually show America and the places where these breweries operate. Instead, the filmmakers used it as a vehicle to show themselves acting like doofuses instead. At least half the film is them in their hotel room being sick drunk or them on the road losing their luggage off the roof of their van and displaying multitudinous other forms of ineptitude. Another quarter of the movie is devoted to nonsensical montage sequences that for the most part contain no rhyme or reason. Don't get me wrong, the small portion of the film showing the actually brewery visits is extremely interesting, even if they merely show about ten of the 38 they supposedly toured. The actual process of making beer is only slightly glossed over, with the focus instead on the history of the breweries and the people who run them. These characters are the true driving force of the film, and it would have been nice to meet more of them or perhaps follow up on their stories at a later point in time. In fact, at the end of the journey, one of the five road trippers apparently decided to start home brewing his own beer and eventually opened a brewery. Following his story after the trip would have been far more interesting than watching him stress out about his weight for twelve minutes in the middle of the film. For all its faults, American Beer's heart is in the right place, as it tries to elevate the craft brew in an American consciousness that lives on Bud, Coors, and Miller. Meeting the people behind some of these true beers is worth the watch, but meeting the five filmmakers guzzling them is not. (C+)

New Sketch Thing

Idle (By Me)

The Bourne Animation

Yes, that is correct, Matt Damon is going to be on PBS' Arthur, apparently teaching children the wonder of furries.

Beer Fridays XI

Moylan's Hopsickle Imperial Ale is a pungent delight. Upon popping the cap, your olfactory senses are assaulted with the unmistakable aroma of a very special kind of herb. It assaults your palate with Tomahawk, Cascade, and Centennial Hops and warms your insides with a 9.2% ABV. Moyan's has created the liquid equivalent of a skunky fairy dust that will transport you to a Neverland of citrusy wonder. It is an emperor among IPA's that tantalizes the tongue with dry refreshment and sends goose pimples across the surface of your buzzing flesh, like the tender feeling of pulling into second base for the first time, only the shortstop is smoking a fatty. (A+)

The Shaq And Penny Show Returns To The FLA

Better dust off that copy of Blue Chips because Anfernee Hardaway has signed with the Miami Heat, reuniting him with the Big Diesel, who has been less than supportive of Penny in the past. In case you're keeping track, Hardaway hasn't played a game since November of 2005. This now brings the average age of the Heat to 57 and increases their 'washed-up' factor exponentially. If Payton actually returns alongside Hardaway, Shaq, and Zo it'll basically be VH1's "I Love The 90's", only somehow, even sadder. Maybe they can convince Grand Mama to come out of retirement. And it's not like White Chocolate Williams and Stay Puft Marshmallow Man Walker are spring chickens either. They were at their primes at the same time as Monica Lewinsky. Of course, not to be outdone, the Knicks may actually resign Allan Houston, becoming the first NBA team to have a real life paraplegic on their team. This dude was parking in handicap spots when I was watching Darkwing Duck. Man, that Launchpad McQuack could fly anything. And speaking of retro man crushes, that whole Reggie Miller thing is just a nasty rumor started by Larry Bird to distract Indiana fans from the fact that he's about to trade Jermaine O'Neal for Andrew Bynum and his wireless Guitar Hero controller.

Ron Mexico In Your Mouth

The inevitable Michael Vick chew toy is now for sale and apparently possessed by the devil. Also, it doesn't look anything like Michael Vick and has liver spots. I'd hold off on buying it for your dog in any case, unless you want your dog to have oral herpes. If so, buy it here.

Tears Of A Hoosier

Today we mourn a great sports tragedy... and I'm not referring to the PIllsbury Roid Boy breaking Hank Aaron's record. I'm referring to the fact that one of Indiana's greatest heroes will be signing up to join the horror show that will be the 07-08 Boston Celtics. That's right folks, Scot Pollard will be wearing the evil emerald next season. Pollard may be best known for his glory days of six points and seven rebounds per game in Sacramento, but he truly touched the hearts of Pacers' fans as well in those all-too-short three seasons he wore the blue and gold. It's true, he took his bombastic samurai follicle art and Asian wife to Central Division rival Cleveland last year, but a defection to the gangrenous shamrock shooters is something else entirely. Does anyone really think Boston will have the cultural palate to truly appreciate Scot's magnificent sideburns? I say no, America. No. Even J.O.'s desire to join Satan's Lakers doesn't sting as much as this. Beelzebub can have his oft injured, always whining soul. His double-doubles will feel great till he leaves his kneecap at half court during the fifth game of the season. But Scot? Scot was a living intangible, a circus worth of personality painting the hardwood with hard work and hilarity for two and a half minutes a night. Why, the only Pacer icon that could top this wondrously coifed caveman has to be Reggie MIller himself. Wait... what's that? Read what article? That Baraka-looking bastard. Somebody hand me my Pippen jersey.

New Comic Book Day XI

It's an extremely tough pick for the highlight of the week this Wednesday, with Sinestro causing more yellow fever, Simon Pegg beating up more sexually deviant superheroes, Ed Brubaker writing more Daredevil, Layla Miller knowing more stuff, and the Avengers getting more greener. However, the day belongs to Matt Fraction and the long awaited eighth issue of Casanova. The book basically defies description, but apparently this issue features a foxy future fighter pilot and Dokkktor Klockhammer's horror hospital. Expect lots of timeline / reality jumping and robotic / mutant sexuality. Basically it's James Bond meets A Wrinkle In Time meets Fear And Loathing in the 42nd Nebula.

Rock Out With Your Legos Out

In case you're wondering, it IS indeed fully functional. You can get all up in its HERE. (Of course this is still only the second coolest Lego creation these days.)

Paul Hornschemeier

Your Mom (By Paul Hornschemeier)

Beer Fridays X

The Stone Brewery's IPA is a deep golden brick road to the Hop Palace. It obtains is floral aroma and crisp bitterness through a two week process of dry hopping that is well worth the wait. While not as vicious as it's big brother, Ruination, it still has a refreshing bite to keep you awake. It is sufficiently carbonated and somewhat fruity and boasts a 6.9% ABV. She's a feisty one, but easily tamed if you dirty talk her and pull her hair. (A)

Boobs On Patrol

Reno 911: Miami is basically Reno 911: The Television Series, but with a whole lot of bouncing flesh balloons. And that's really not a bad thing, seeing as the TV series is normally pretty steeped in hilarity and everybody loves lovely jubblies, (especially when they're integral to the jokes). Regular guests of the show, Patton Oswalt and Paul Rudd play prominent roles and Pee Wee Herman and The Rock have ridiculously amazing cameos. The plot is fairly weak, especially the tattooed boob side tale, but I don't think anybody will be watching this for well crafted storytelling. The cast's improvisational comedy stylings are in high gear and the tequila bomb into a glass of Pepto is well worth the price of a spot in your Netflix que. Fun Fact: Deputy Raineesha William's prosthetic asses actually cost more than the fake beached whale model. (B+)

New Comic Book Day X

I'm freshly returned from San Diego and not quite burned out on comics yet. This week brings yet another World War Hulk. With the third issue, the army and good ol' General Ross are getting involved. I see a lot of helicopters and missiles in Hulk's future. Other items of note include the mysteriously mutant New Warriors, the Illuminati's girlfriends, Thor doing Oklahoma, Brubaker doing more Morlocks, and Countdown still sucking.