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Remember That Long Story? Yeah, It Finally Ends Here

by Richard

So, while I was in the air going from Las Vegas to the Dallas/Fort Worth airport, the dudes at American Airlines, in their infinite wisdom and with perfect knowledge of their schedules and the weather conditions at both my destinations for that day, cancelled my flight to Charlotte.

However, being the forward-thinking individuals they are, the fine folks at American Airlines (can you tell I’m trying to suck up just a bit to try and get that elusive first-class upgrade the next time I fly? Is it that obvious, dudes? Is it?) went ahead and rebooked me to make sure I would get home.

They decided that the best way for me to get home would be to fly from Dallas to LaGuardia airport in New York City and, thence, from there to Charlotte. I’d leave LaGuardia at 7:45 pm and arrive in Charlotte around 10 pm, only six hours later than my original arrival. And all that sounded great.

There was, however, one tiny flaw in their plan. That snowstorm that had dumped a large amount of snow on Charlotte, basically closing the airport, was now moving up the east coast and was scheduled to hit New York City just about the time I was going to land there. Which meant there was a very real possibility I could find myself stretched out in a spacious, waiting-area chair for the night in LaGuardia with Charlotte open as the snowstorm closed in around New York City, thus stranding me there even longer.

As I said, a slight hitch.

The good news is that I have family in Dallas. As the poet Robert Frost once said, “Home is the place where, when you go there, they have to take you in.” With that in mind, I called my dad and his wife and told them to set an extra plate for dinner. My dad actually came to the airport, picked me up, brought me to his home, fed me and then threw me a blanket and pointed to the couch. It was heaven. Especially when you consider that I could have been trying to get comfortable in a LaGuardia airport chair while snow stacked up outside.

The next day, I was back to the airport and a flight to Charlotte, where I was scheduled to arrive about 30 minutes after my lovely wife, known to me as She Who Must Be Going, was to leave on a trip to Key West to be meet up with some college chums and watch female impersonator shows. No accounting for taste.

Fortunately, her flight also was delayed, so we got to spend a glorious 10 minutes in the airport bathroom lobby, chatting amiably and demurely holding hands.

So, despite a 24-hour delay, things turned out to be pretty all right. Although, if Mother Nature hadn’t decided to personally mess with my travel plans, I’d have had an entire day with my lovely bride. So I’ve still got a pretty harsh opinion of the ol’ Mother Nature. Just don’t tell her I said that. I’m not that stupid, after all.

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On The Road Again

by Richard

After being back home from a quick spring break trip to Atlanta for only a few weeks, I’m back out on the road again. This time I’m taking George of the Jungle, Zippy the Monkey Boy and Speed Racer up to Washington, DC, to see a few of the sights.

Sure Zippy the Monkey Boy isn’t actually on spring break, but his private school does give him Friday and Monday off so he and the other dudes and dudettes there can at least do something with the rest of their family.

We decided to hit DC this year because it’s relatively close (that is, we can ge there in less than four movies by driving) and it has so much to do we can’t be bored by it. Not to mention all the history and glory and grandeur.

I’m not sure there will be anything there to rival the magnificence of that Coke machine in Atlanta, but I’m sure we’ll somehow manage to cope. We’re going to be hitting the spy museum, national zoo, the monument mall, the Holocaust Museum, and a bunch of other places. And, best of all, we’ll be staying in the house of my cousin, who lives there. Which means we won’t be paying for a hotel room.

Victory!*

As always, my little tax-deductible readers, I’ll keep you up to date on what we see and whether or not we’re of the opinion that you’d like it as well.

*for the cheap**

**me

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Dude Review: The Incredible Hercules: The Mighty Thorcules

by Richard

I’m going to keep reviewing these until at least one of you drops by the comments section to let me know that you actually bought a collection of the best comic book being published today. And, no, that’s not damning with faint praise. I love The Incredible Hercules: The Mighty Thorcules. It pushes all my buttons. It’s got humor, mythology, humor, butt kicking and smart alekry up the wazzoo. In short, it’s incredible. (Sorry, couldn’t resist.) Oh, yeah. And this collection has the best sound effect ever committed to paper. Take a look.

Come on! How can you not love the purple nurple of the gods?

Let me explain. For reasons too complicated to go into right now, the Incredible Hercules has to pose as his rival, the Mighty Thor (hence the title) and, this being a superhero comic, the two get into a fight. Now, Thor isn’t used to fighting bare chested. Normally that wouldn’t be a problem. But, see, Hercules isn’t above fighting dirty to win and is willing to give out a purple nurple (notice the sound effect “nurp” is, in fact, purple).

Being a serialized comic book, this could be a bit confusing, if it weren’t for the fact that The Incredible Hercules has the most inventive and fun recap pages ever speeding people up to brought. Basically, Herc has to impersonate Thor to stop an invasion of Earth by some particularly dire elves. Things do not go as planned and Thor has to impersonate Herc to stop the whole thing. Once again, things do not go as planned.

Dude! That hurts just looking at it.

Thor, normally one of the most noble fair-fightingest of the Marvel universe takes well to playing the part of Hercules. Perhaps too well. And, of course, notice the sound effect which, if sounded out, will sound suspiciously like nut crack. Hmm. Wonder where they got the idea for that sound effect? (To get a better look at this and the next picture, make with the clicky to enlargen.) [What? That’s a word, right?]

In the series, Herc has been accompanied by a young genius named Amadeus Cho, the seventh-smartest person on the planet. And someone who has even worse impulse control than the notoriously scatterbrained Hercules. In alternating issues, this collection follows Cho as he tries to find out what really happened when his parents were killed.

He’s looking for the man who planted the bomb, not so much for revenge, but to find out if his sister is really alive and, if so, where she is. When Cho finally does find the mastermind behind his personal tragedy, he’s confronted by an aged, bitter and more than slightly insane version of himself and forced into a no-win, life-or-death situation. His solution to the dilemma is uniquely his own.

Because this is a comic book, I wanted to say a little bit about the art. Reilly Brown on the epic Thorcules arc is absolutely fantastic. I mean, you get the expressions you’ve been hoping for when someone describes the action. While Rodney Buchemi doesn’t quite reach those heights on the Amadeus Cho sections, it still does a nice job of telling the story.

In all, I’ll give this book five (5) dudes out of five. It’s, sorry again, incredible. Go out and buy it now. Read it and laugh.

Otherwise. . . Well, let’s just say I wouldn’t want to be you.Let's run it up the flagpole and see who salutes.

Or your underwear.

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