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Wednesday – 31 January 2007
I awoke this morning to find Mother Nature’s frozen mocking laughter blanketing the Salt Lake Valley. This was expected. As was an… interesting… morning commute. The monkeys did not let me down. When I got to work, John put forth an interesting assertion. He has classified a sub-genus of road monkey: Summer Monkeys. These are the monkeys who, in good weather, can be found on their cell phones, putting on makeup and generally befouling the roadways with their inability to consider any other creature on the road but themselves. However, these same monkeys curl up into the fetal position and cower in fear when the roads get wet. Or even moist. Hell, let’s go all the way down to “damp.”

I concur with his assessment. I also think that the UCBD should declare hunting season on Summer Monkeys on Utah roadways in the Winter.

So it is written. So shall it be.

Last night was good. After work, I headed to and Chris’ place for our new All Flesh Must Be Eaten/Warhammer 40,000 game. Would that make it “All Flesh Must Be Eaten in Warhammer 40K” or “All Warhammer 40K Flesh Must Be Eaten” or…? I digress. *sigh* It was good. My character did his level best to kick the bucket – bad dice rolls – but, he soldiered on, thanks to a timely sniper shot from ‘s character.

The Scales of Justice
When I got home, I read a little more Back Story, showered and took a trip to Paragon City. The Hand of Nefer-Tem had some unfinished business with the Council of Thorns. One of their leaders, a Madness Mage, and his followers had been studying/experimenting with the methods Kheldians used to merge with – or possess, in some cases – humans, in order to perfect their own methods of possession. Shadowcatcher, a fellow Warshade, had gone missing and was feared to be caught up in this scheme.

I found the Thorns’ lair. Defeated them. Correction: Defeated all of them except for the Mage, a Void Seeker and a guard. They were hiding. It took me at least ten minutes of running and flying around the caverns to find them after everyone else had been dispatched. I expressed my displeasure with bolts of shadowy essence and energy. Perhaps the judgment of Ma’at will show them mercy… for I had none.

Nor did I find Shadowcatcher. But I will.

Pontifications from His Chocolate Holiness

Heaven Is a Place on Earth.
Belinda Carlisle said so.
Heaven is a Halfpipe
OPM said that.
Therefore: Heaven is a Halfpipe on Earth.
Hell is for Children.
Thus has spoken St. Pat of the house of Benatar.
We can assume that Heaven is therefore not a place for children.
Thus, children should not be on a halfpipe.

And thus, the anti X-Games campaign begins…..
Selah.

Amen.

Stray Toasters

• I received a cryptic message from this morning:
  

  “Hey guess what, i’m satan again!”

  I can’t fathom how this came to be… but it seems as though he will now provide balance to our family pantheon: If he is the incarnation of all that is evil, he becomes, in my position as Pope, my opposite.

• A little while ago, Derek shared a story – told to him by his younger brother – him with Eric and me: A “commercial” for the children’s cartoon Arthur was airing on one of the local PBS stations. They were using Blink 182’s Dammit as the background music for the commercial. Derek noted that it didn’t seem to be the most…. appropriate… choice of songs, given some of the lyrics. From there, we somehow connected that train of thought to the Internet. And porn. Which reminded me of The Internet Is for Porn. We watched. We laughed.
• There is a City of Heroes/Villains-related wiki, it seems: Paragon Wiki
• The Abandonware Ring – When you just have to find that old-school game.
• , there has to be an article in this for you: Phallic Logo Awards
• Oran “Juice” Jones. The Rain. This song, and video, still kill me.
• Doug came in a little while ago and shared this gem with us:
  

  There’s a rumour that says if you play a Windows CD backwards, you hear Satanic messages.

  That’s nothing…

  If you play if forward, it installs Windows!

  Ahh, working with geeks at its… um… finest (?).

Namaste.

Excerpted from a conversation with coworker Matt:

(11:43:46 AM) Me: Pope Groovalicious the Chocolate approves of the more lubricant comment.
(11:43:52 AM) Matt: Well, as long as you approve, that’s okay then.
(11:44:21 AM) Matt: But I don’t think they sell any at the BYU bookstore.
(11:44:47 AM) Me: Set up a kiosk just off-campus
(11:45:04 AM) Matt: A kiosk for banned items.
(11:45:15 AM) Matt: Mountain Dew.
(11:45:36 AM) Matt: Catcher in the Rye.
(11:45:45 AM) Matt: Coffee cake.
(11:46:00 AM) Matt: Tropicana Twister.
(11:46:27 AM) Matt: Exciting underwear.
(11:46:29 AM) Matt: All that stuff.
(11:47:02 AM) Matt: Furry suits.
(11:57:18 AM) Me: Mmm.  Coffee cake.
(11:57:25 AM) Me: What about Tab and Mountain Dew?
(11:57:31 AM) Me: And Fritos.
(11:57:38 AM) Me: Can’t forget the Fritos.
(11:57:56 AM) Matt: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LbVyDYqsEK0
(11:57:58 AM) Matt: Tab
(11:59:05 AM) Matt: When you can’t be with a creepy old man in his 50s, have him fantasize about you playing tennis.
(11:59:13 AM) Me: …
(11:59:16 AM) Matt: And it’s all thanks to the Coca-Cola company.
(11:59:44 AM) Me: What in the blue [expletive deleted] was THAT?!?
(11:59:59 AM) Matt: Somehow, this happy little ad campaign is slightly more disturbing than the furry suits for sale at the kiosk just off campus.

Tuesday – 30 January 2007
Day two of the work week begins. So far, so good.

Yesterday, more or less on a whim, I decided to wear a tie. No big deal for me; I started wearing ties regularly for school in the Third Grade. Dress code and whatnot. Anyway, as I said: No big deal. I got to work and people came up to me with such genius-level statements as “You’re wearing a tie today.”

*blink blink*

No shit? Really? A tie, you say? Well, damn and a half… I’m glad you told me, otherwise I would have gone around all day without knowing that. I mean, it’s not like I dressed myself or anything this morning.
Okay, I didn’t actually say that to anyone… but I thought it loudly a few times.

*sigh* Humans.

Aside from that – and the Monkey 1 revelation – the work day was rather good. It moved quickly and I got a good number of things done.
After work, I went to Jordan Commons to see a preview of The Astronaut Farmer, starring Billy Bob Thornton and Virginia Madsen.

It was good. In a few ways, it reminded me of The Pursuit of Happyness. Both movies dealt with the power of hope and dreams… and what it means to hold onto them, despite the odds or what others might think, say or believe about them. I recommend this seeing this movie when it opens in wide release.

Stray Toasters

• When typing the date for this entry, I almost typed “Jamuary.” There’s a radio station in Greensboro, WJMH FM (102 Jamz), that refers to January as “Jamuary.” It made me chuckle.
• Top 100 Alternative Search Engines
• “It’s amazing what you can do with a hacksaw…”
• The Dodge Tomahawk – That’s right kids, strap Viper V-10 engine between your legs and go!
• Omega Flight. This is definitely not your father’s Alpha Flight.
• 
• “…was blind, but now I see.”
• And, while I’m thinking about it: I snuck a peek at the last chapter of Star Trek: Unity this weekend. I now know what happened to The Emissary Ben Sisko following the DS9 series finale. I’m good with that.
• 
• Zombie-Man, Zombie-Man
  Does whatever a zombie can!
• : My Little Cthulhu – I’m not sure what to make of it, but it does amuse me.
• : A 21st Century Kryptonian in the United Planets’ Court.
• Articles abound about the game Second Life and how people and businesses are populating the game with virtual avatars. Then, I saw this article about Second Life getting it’s first… virtual embassy. Sweden has decided to create an online embassy in the game. Is this a sign that we are moving more towards the concept of cyberspace and the matrix that we’ve read about in books by William Gibson and Neil Stephenson? How soon before we trade in our meat for eternal virtual avatars? And, in that case, will we finally learn the answer to that one persistent question: Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?

Namaste.

I had some… interesting/scary/odd (?)… news shared with me a little while ago.

I was talking with Derek, Cindy and Jake (coworkers) about Derek’s snowboarding mishap – he pierced a small hole in his lung last week while attempting a jump/slide. He’s okay, just in a little pain. But, I digress… Somehow, we got onto a subject that led us to bring up “The Coworker Formerly Known as Monkey 1.” This reminded Cindy of a story.

M1 was talking with Cindy about a Singles’ function (presumably in her Ward); she asked Cindy who in our office was single. Cindy rattled off the very short list of single men in our office.
My name was on said list.

M1 seemed shocked by this. And, at this point she apparently told Cindy that she thought that I was cute.

However, she apparently wasn’t aware how old I am/was, because Cindy said that M1 didn’t ask me to go becuase she thought that I was too young. Talk about dodging a bullet…

I had noted that she had been a difficult person to do tech support for, citing examples of her trying to take control of the mouse while I was working on a problem or hover over my shoulder while working. Jake piped up and said that I had it all wrong and that I had misunderstood: She wasn’t trying to take control of the mouse, “…she was going for a hand-hold and she wasn’t looking over your shoulder, she was just trying to get closer to you.” I told him, “I wouldn’t do her with your equipment with Derek pushing,” which was as office-safe as I could make the comment while still effectively getting my point across.

Cindy said that it could have been fun. I warned her that I would have been highly out of place in that Singles’ Ward situation. Derek said that he had a hard time imagining me out of place in many/most places. I agreed, but said that I was pretty sure that would have been one of them, though. Cindy asked why. I said that I would have been as out of place there as Cindy would have been at a…

At a…

I couldn’t come up with anything.

Jake did. “A Unix convention?”

Since none of us have word balloons that float over our heads, I asked, for clarification: “A eunuchs’ (*making a slashing motion in front of my crotch*) convention or a Unix – as in “geek” – convention?”

When he – and Cindy and Derek – stopped laughing long enough, he said that he “…meant ‘Unix,’ but either one would have worked.”

Two quick things:

1. I took WotC’s Online Alignment Test. According to it, I’m Neutral Good:

   Neutral Good
   A neutral good character does the best that a good person can do. He is devoted to helping others. He works with kings and magistrates but does not feel beholden to them. The common phrase for neutral good is “true good.” Neutral good is the best alignment you can be because it means doing what is good without bias toward or against order.

   –excerpted from the Players Handbook, Chapter 6

   Keep in mind the alignment suggested by the quiz is just that: a suggestion. It describes your character no better than a 36-question test would describe you. But its a good way to start thinking about how your character acts when confronted with issues of alignment.

   Now that your character has taken the test, make a note of which questions scored in the opposite direction from your overall alignment. These exceptions can tell some interesting tales about your character Are you a good character with a greedy streak? Are you a lawful character who cant stand the village elders? Dont just roleplay your alignment — roleplay your alignment exceptions, too. Few characters perfectly embody their alignment choice.

   My Minister of War concurs with this assessment. So it it is written, so shall it be.

2. Sorry for the short notice: I have two (2) extra tickets for a preview of The Astronaut Farmer tonight at 7:00. If you’re interested in going, call, write, send up a smoke signal or… or…. just get in touch with me before 4:00 PM.

And that’s all.
For now.

Namaste.

Sunday – 28 January 2007
It’s been a good day.

Yesterday was a relaxing day.  It started out with putting Nefer-Tem through the paces in Paragon City.  Thanks to the joys of Double XP Weekend, he’s just shy of Level 10 at this point.

I got together with to help him with a mini-project, then we had lunch and caught a movie.  Lunch was at Colosimo’s… and it was good.  Selah.  The movie was Children of Men.  It was very good.  For the first few minutes after the movie, all that we could say was “Wow.”  It was a powerful movie with good acting, great set dressing and costuming and the overall feel of the movie was raw and intense.  It portrayed an interesting juxtaposition between “faith and chance,” in the movie’s own words alongside despair and hope.  If you haven’t seen this movie yet, add it to whatever “must see” list you have.

After that, I spent a little more time in Paragon with Nefer-Tem.  I am very glad that characters don’t accrue debt until Security Level 10, because I got my butt handed to me a few times.  Quite a few times.  But, in the end, justice was served.

Then, it was off to The Crüxshadows concert with , , Chris, … The Professor and Mary-Ann!  (Okay, the last two weren’t there, but and did show up later.)  There were two opening bands: Ego Likeness and Aryia, both of whom were good, as well.  The crowd wasn’t as large as I expected, but it was a small venue, so that’s not a bad thing.  The show was good and I wound up grabbing the Crüxshadows’ latest release, too.

Today started off with brunch, in lieu of Saturday night breakfast.  That was good.  Then, off with to Barnes & Noble, Best Buy and Jordan Commons; I didn’t buy anything at either store (*gasp*) and saw Children of Men again; it was just as good the second time.

Back home to tack a couple more levels on Mr. Nefer-Tem (he’s Level 11 now) and I’m off to watch Without a Trace.

“Good night and have a pleasant tomorrow.”

Namaste.

Bonus points for those who can identify tonight’s quotes’ speaker… and when/where they were used.

Friday – 26 January 2007
This morning’s been pretty good.  I have frozen mocha goodness.  The road monkeys behaved, for the most part…  We’ve been sharing email/video goodness around the office (more on this in ‘Toasters).
Last night was CSI: night with .  I don’t know what’s going on with Keppler, but there’s “something” there.  The episode was a definite turn from the usual: A crime scene was faked… by members of the team…. without the other members’ knowledge.  Which led to a “wee bit” of a rift.  Imagine that.  But, all-in-all, it was a good episode.  I am interested to see how the Keppler story plays out through the rest of the season.

The Scales of Justice
The Hand of Nefer-Tem took to the streets of Paragon City last night.  Trolls, Outcast ,and a few of Hellions were judged… and found wanting.  And as their fates were bound, my power grew.  Security Level 6 was attained and with it came a new power: The ability to transform into a Dark Nova.

Along with the new form came new powers:

• Dark Nova Bolt
• Dark Nova Blast
• Dark Nova Emanation and
• Dark Nova Detonation

And, Flight.  That’s right.  Flight – not Hover.  At Level 6.

Stray Toasters

• I chatted with last night.  Among other things, she told me about the giant Jesus statue at the Solid Rock Church in Monroe, Ohio.  Bizarre.  Even more bizarre than that: Heywood Banks’ song, Big Butter Jesus, about the statue.
• Intrepid is out of spacedock and back in service.
• 
• So, you think you know Jack…    (NOTE: This has quite a bit of NSFW audio)
• Star Trek Minimates… beaming down to a store near you.  The set even has Kirk and Vena, the Orion slave girl (you know… the green one!)
• For anyone who was a fan of Thundercats growing up (yeah, you… you know you were), check this picture out.
• WizKids to Offer Collector’s Sets Through Retail Channels.   Oh, HELL yes!

Quote of the Day (so far…)
I was showing Jesse Jackson reads Green Eggs & Ham to some coworkers when the question came up “What certification does Jesse Jackson have to be a preacher?”  Good question.  For the answer, I consulted Wikipedia…

It turns out that the good Reverend Jesse studied Divinity at Chicago Theological Seminary… but did not complete the coursework.   He was later bestowed an honorary Master of Divinity degree “…in 2000 based on life experience.”

This led to the comment: “So, all it takes to become a preacher is to just… tell someone?!  So, I could be lying in bed, ‘preaching’ and then I’m a preacher?”

Which led to me saying: “Just saying ‘Oh, God! Oh, God!’ in bed is not preaching.”
Hilarity ensued.

This post was brought to you by the letters “O” and “W” and the number “7”.

Namaste.

Stray Toasters

• Billy Idol’s Flesh for Fantasy just started playing on my iTunes. For more than a couple of seconds, I thought that it might have been Hall & Oates’ Method of Modern Love. Brit Rock vs. Blue-eyed soul. Go figure.
• Grace Jones’ Pull Up to My Bumper: Wouldn’t it be just as easy to have said, “Come here and bend me over?” Or would that have been too subtle?

Unintentional Porn Overheard at Work

• One of our Team Leads asked me about replacing a hard drive in one of his systems. I asked him what size drive he needed. He looked at me and asked “How big have you got?”

  My filter kicked in at the last possible moment.

  But, before I could make a workplace-acceptable answer, another Lead asked him: “How big is yours?”

  Fortunately, my filter was still in place from the previous comment.

  And we were able to determine what his disk storage needs… without anyone’s head exploding.

Thursday – 25 January 2007
So far, this is turning out to be a decent NBN Thursday.

I stopped at Beans & Brews for a liquid jump-start.  I got it for free because they had royally screwed up my order the last time I was in.  That’s a good way to start the morning.  On to the SLC office to pick up something… which wasn’t there.   Oh, well.  So, in the words of Bobby Brown, I “…packed up the crew, got a grip came equipped, grabbed the proton packs out the back and then split.”  The morning race wasn’t too bad; there was a bit of coagulation around the Draper/Bluffdale area, but aside from that, it was cake.

Last night, I picked up this week’s four-color shwag.  Only two things: 52: Week Thirty-Eight and Supergirl and the Legion of Super-Heroes #26.  And my Sentinel.  That’s right.  Sentinel.  16″ of robotic, mutant-hunting doom… in plastic form.  Thirty-three points of articulation.  Compared to the HeroClix Sentinel, this figure is MASSIVE.  Comparatively, it might as well be the Master Mold.  Okay, it’s not quite that big, but the ‘Clix Sentinel is only 6⅝” tall.  In the Marvel Universe, Sentinels were fearsome creations.  While the ‘Clix versions are “big figures,” in game terms, they don’t give the same sense of, as Bill Cosby once said, “…first you say it, then you do it” costume/clothes-changing doom that the Marvel Legends Sentinel does.  I am a happy kid.
I also drove to South Jordan to see Robotech: The Shadow Chronicles:

It wasn’t too bad.  Some of the dialogue was cheesy… but it was a nice return to the Robotech universe.  And, it seems as though it could be the jumping-off point for a new Robotech series.  Either way, it wasn’t a bad way to spend an hour-and-a-half.  And Mark Hamill, yes that Mark Hamill even provided a voice.  I was surprised, pleasantly so, to find that Chase Masterson, whom I most remember as Leeta from Star Trek: Deep Space Nine, also provided a voice.

After that, I stopped in to visit for a bit.

And I made it an early evening.  Sleep.  Who knew?

Stray Toasters

• I just explained the difference between a “boy mouse” and a “girl mouse” to coworker John.

  For those of you who have no idea what I’m talking about: A “boy mouse” has a roller ball.

  For those of you who still have no idea what I’m talking about:  A “girl mouse” is an optical mouse.

  For those who need it spelled out: A “girl mouse” has no balls.  (HINT: Think in terms of Biology 101.)

• Thanks to Mark (yet another coworker), discovered RailPictures.net.
• , while chatting with , she found this video, an Indian (dot not feather) knock-off of Thriller.  We decided that you had to see it.  The power of Bollywood compels you!
• I know why I like you
  it’s cause of your clothing and your haircut
  and ’cause you’re racist.
  I have a match; your face,
  My asking you questions you can’t answer.
  You want to box me?
• Spiral
• Mark Hamill has some interesting quotes on his IMDb biography page.
• Mah Nà Mah Nà – the Wikipedia entry
• Mah Nà Mah Nà – the original Muppet video, from Sesame Street (not The Muppet Show version, which would be this one)
• I know why I like you
  it’s cause of your sandals and your supper
  and ’cause you’re Jesus
  I have a match; your Dad, my dad has
  your picture right next to your mother’s
  and one of Charo
• Will ‘unlocked’ cell phones free consumers?
• Could this be the best – or worst – of all possible worlds?  Zombie Monkey Monster Jamboree
• Blinding you with science (Science!), here’s another video by way of

Hm.  Lunch time.  That means it’s time to pick up and put down heavy things, repeatedly.

Namaste.

Wednesday – 24 January 2007
The day is a little over half-done.  And it’s been good, so far.  I didn’t sleep in.  I didn’t have to kick any of the road monkeys.  Things have been smooth and quiet in the office.  Derek, my new apprentice/acolyte, brought me a container of cotton candy.  So far, I’m batting 1.000.

Last night was Shadowrun night… and we actually played!  Who knew!?  We started a little late but managed to get some good gameplay in.   Both Chris and earned Karma (SR’s version of experience points) for GM-slaying roleplay during a potential gunfight.  Not only are their characters’ balls big, they’re brassy.  And clang loudly.

I’m not sure what the evening holds.  I have a couple of passes for Robotech: The Shadow Chronicles at Larryland: West.  I might take in an early evening show.   Or, I may do it tomorrow.  *shrug*  We’ll see.

Stray Toasters
I don’t have anything for here.  Yet.
Maybe I’ll post some tonight.

Namaste.

Tuesday – 23 January 2007
Another day in the Valleys. Salt Lake and Utah, that is. So far, it’s been a good day. I have coffee. I have cinnamon rolls. I had a rather event-free ride to work; coworker John is now referring to the commute as “Race of the Monkeys.” I like that. This morning’s race had a good soundtrack.

• Will Smith – Wild Wild West
• Blackstreet (ft. Mya, Ma$e and Blink) – Take Me There
• emmet swimming – 8:45
• Veruca Salt – Volcano Girls
• Harry Connick, Jr. – She
• Rob Base and DJ Easy Rock – It Takes Two

Last night, post-work was good. I stopped off to see ; she had mentioned that her store had a dining set in which I might be interested. I took a look at it. She was right. Nice Scandinavian design. Good lines. And a good price, to boot! From there, I swung past Fascist Place to pick up a bite to eat and then…

D&D night at ‘ place. We started off with “bookkeeping,” getting odds and ends sorted out from our last adventure and deciding what courses of action to take in our next one. The evening also saw the return of an old NPC; she’s… different… than she was when we last saw her. First off: She’s not dead anymore. That was the biggest difference. Secondly, she seems to have mellowed a bit. Go figure.

Stray Toasters

• I almost typed “Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxers…” for the title of this post. That’s almost as good as “Stray Taoists.”
• Andy Griffith vs. PATRIOT Act
• : Gentleman’s Emporium
• Has anyone else noticed that Extreme’s More Than Words and Color Me Badd’s I Wanna Sex You Up are fundamentally the same song? Extreme is just a little more… subtle, whereas CMB just straight up comes out and says, “Hey, let’s get our swerve on.”
• Godzilla vs. Cthulhu
• 
• From PRI’s Studio 360: American Icons – Superman
• Sabirah: Horn.  Khalimsport.
• Designer Headgear for Anti-Conformist Klansmen
  
• Top Five Movies about Giant Monsters in Manhattan
• : Red Octane Speaks Out on Guitar Hero’s Future

Namaste.

Sunday – 21 January 2007
Today was another Salt Lake Valley Sunday (with apologies to The Monkees).

Actually, that’s not entirely true. Shortly after waking up, I found myself in Rhode Island. Paragon City, to be exact. I put a couple of levels on ‘Nefer-Tem before joining up with the rest of Team Nephilim and finally making it to Corporal in Battlefield 2142. I am slowly getting better at a few aspects of the game: Conserving ammo. Lining up kill shots (I’m the recon/sniper of our team). Remembering that I’m occasionally the team medic. All of that aside, I’m still a poor hand-to-hand combatant, though. *shrug*

This evening, invited me to go to dinner with her and her boys to celebrate her youngest’s fifth birthday. It was rather amusing to watch him boldly tell our waitress that today was his birthday… and then see him stare in part shock/part what looked to be fear and/or trepidation as the waitress and other members of the wait staff came to the table to sing one of the non-Happy Birthday birthday songs to him. Post-dinner, Without a Trace. I picked up on part of the mystery about twenty minutes in. However, I missed a couple of plot twists. And, for those of you who watch the show: What the Hell’s going on with Sam?! She seems to be getting more and more edgy. Look at the way she went off on the missing girl’s stepfather and that freak-out she had near the end of the episode…

I came home and decided to spend some time in Boston, so I drew a hot bath and plowed my way through more of Cold Service. While Joe Mantenga has turned in good performances as Robert B. Parker’s quick-witted private eye, it’s Robert Urich‘s voice I hear when I read the books. And, of course, Avery Brooks as Hawk. It was a good way to wind down the day.

Stray Toasters

• I want a snack, but I’m not sure what I want. I think that I’ll settle for a Hostess cupcake and a glass of milk.
• The Colts and da Bears are going to the big dance. I’m going with Baltimore 1.0 on this one.
• Monday nights just got… interesting. 24 and Heroes are both on, although I’m not sure if they’re on at the same time. However, I game on every other Monday night. “Helloooooo, recording devices.”
• : Despite the link you sent me this morning, I still like you. I may never sleep again, but do still like you. And, as a sign of good faith, I’ll even post a link to a custom Kitty Pryde figure that someone made, complete with Lockheed.
• Dance Dance Revolution Versus Library Fines
• Thanks to , I’m learning to speak body.
• 
• I wholeheartedly agree with Wizard’s pick for Cover of the Week. (NOTE: Link shows a big 52 spoiler.)
• From Real Tech News: Upset About Bad Drivers, Rude People? Rant About It on the Web