WHAT MUST NOT BE: Linus Versus the Pooping Robot.

So, whenever I actually was able to make time to try to catch the Swamp Thing live action TV series, for some reason it was usually the same episode…the one that started off with a little person running for his life through the swamp, being pursued by…well, some creature or madman or something, I forget. And my other brief remembrances of the show generally involve the scenes with the title character, only you’d just see his head behind a bunch of shrubbery or a wall or what have you, probably so they wouldn’t blow the episode’s budget by putting Dick Durock into the entire Swamp Thing get-up just for that shot.
Anyway, I keep thinking that, hey, maybe it’d be nice for this show to make it onto that DVD format that’s all the rage, in complete season sets, so I can finally be convinced that, yes, there are episodes of the series that don’t involve little people being chased through a swamp. Though wouldn’t that be something if that’s what they were all about? “Swamp Thing – Defender of Little People!” It’d still be on the air today, I bet.
Rich, evil mastermind behind the Roots of the Swamp Thing website, is encouraging people to vote for its DVD release over at TV Shows on DVD. Apparently you have to be a member of that site to vote, but if any of you out there are members…well, Mike needs more TV to watch, apparently, so vote early, vote often. Hell, they put Firefly on DVD, why not this?
So a couple weeks ago, pal Dorian sent me this Raccoon Kids image from one of DC’s old funny animal comics for use as one of my sidebar pics:

“Why is the anthropomorphic raccoon child wearing a coonskin cap?”
That’s a bit like Ms. Piggy in a commercial for a bacon breakfast platter, or Cicero Pig cooking a hot dog, I think.
Maybe there were a couple other Raccoon Kids that met…untimely demises prior to the commencement of this series?
(Yes, yes, it could be fake coonskin. Still creepy. Or maybe it’s lemurskin.)
EDIT: For more “rubber wonderskin,” see Kevin.
So Employee Aaron told me that, for his birthday, he received the Superman Returns DVD. This particular edition of the DVD was the one available at Wal-Mart (“boo, hiss,” yeah, I know) that came packaged with a digest-sized reprint of the classic last pre-Crisis Superman story “Whatever Happened to the Man of Tomorrow” by Alan Moore, Curt Swan, and their other super-pals.
I had to ask. “So, Aaron, this reprint…did they get that intro text into the book that was left out of DC’s most recent reprinting?”
“Uh, Mike, did I actually just hear you pronounce out an entire hyperlink?”
“Don’t change the subject…is that text in there or not?”
“How do you keep a jerk in suspense? I’ll tell you tomorrow.”
And thus, the next day Aaron brought in the digest, and lo, there was indeed Mr. Moore’s original intro text:

Which reminds me: does anyone know if DC has corrected the “missing text” problem in the DC Universe: The Stories of Alan Moore trade? I haven’t reordered it for the shop since learning about the error, and it probably wouldn’t do any good to call the Powers That Be to ask about it, since the last time I tried to explain this particular problem to someone, I could hear the blank stare over the phone.
So, if you all know, pass the info along, please.
In other “news:”
And, again, in reference to this specific instance Ragnell is talking about…if you’re going to call bloggers “stupid,” and your examples are the folks who linked to you, Dorian and Kevin, who also happen to be two of the smartest people in the blogosphere — then you chose poorly, friend.
And, no, I’m not linking to the discussion in question…I realize there’s a base kind of irony to that.
Anyway, no news yet on Mr. Jackson’s official web site.
UPS showed up at the store on Wednesday, with our shipment of the new comics, at 3:30 in the afternoon. Needless to say, that was one crappy Wednesday. I still haven’t pulled for the comic savers yet, so I have that still waiting for me.
And there’s a Tomb of Dracula statue that’s gone AWOL, floating around somewhere in the UPS warehouse’s tender mercies, and hopefully that will show up today.
So I’m pooped. Pooped like a really poopy thing. Let me just mention an item or three I picked up this week:
Now I know Mr. Mantlo’s writing is, shall we say, not as polished and celebrated as other more famous comic writers. Sometimes it was a little clunky, the dialogue sometimes improbable, and he wasn’t exactly subtle…but some of his comics still stick with me, still resonate with me, decades after I originally read them. They were fun, they were weird, they were outright goofy…I have a great fondness for a lot of his work. His Rom comic took a toy license and actually did something worthwhile and entertaining with it. His Alpha Flight was bizarre and creepy, particularly when he was paired with Hellboy‘s Mike Mignola. And his Hulk run was especially imaginative and compelling during its last couple of years. A lot of the stuff people seem to associate with Peter David’s run on the Hulk had its origins in Mantlo’s work.
And for God’s sake, the man gave us Rocket Raccoon. He’s achieved immortality simply for that.
I’ve only barely started going through the book, but there appears to be plenty of good readin’ ahead. Pick up a copy…it’s cheap, and the money goes to a good cause.

“Stan Lee gets his own action figure”
“[Hasbro] will pay plastic tribute to the 84-year-old creator of Spider-Man, the Hulk, X-Men, Fantastic Four and other comic-book heroes by interpreting him as a 6-inch tall Marvel Legends action figure. The toy shows Lee’s likeness wearing khaki pants, a blue windbreaker and eyeglasses.”
“Projectionist fired for bad movie review”
This Ain’t It Cool News review, in fact:
“[Jesse] Morrison, writing under his on-line pen-name of Memflix wrote a review under the headline, ‘Memflix crushes all hope for Fantastic Four Rise of the Silver Surfer.’”
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“This may be the first time an on-line reviewer has lost a job for voicing an early opinion online.”