The Old Man Throwing Rocks at the Kids

Episodes VII, VIII and IX? No, Thanks…

My friend Cheno has relayed to me an interesting bit of gossip: it seems that employees of George Lucas’ special-effects house, Industrial Light and Magic, were recently asked to sign non-disclosure agreements that forbid them from speaking publicly about Star Wars episodes seven, eight and nine. What does that mean? Well, it could mean that The Great Flanneled One is planning to make more Star Wars movies following next spring’s Revenge of the Sith.

No doubt this possibility has a lot of Internet fanboy-types wetting their pants with glee, but I myself am having a far more subdued reaction. My first thought is that I’ll believe in the legendary “final trilogy” about the time I start seeing trailers for a fourth Indiana Jones film, another long-rumored fanboy wet dream. My second thought is that I hope these films never get made.

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One Small Step

Yes, we were really there...

“This is an important day,” the teacher said. “Do you know why, Virginia?”

Virginia shook her pretty little bleach-blonde head and the teacher sighed.

“Today is important, Virginia, because thirty-five years ago on this date, human beings did something that previous generations had not thought possible: they walked on the Moon.”

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The Fuss Over Cobain

I’ve been reading all over the ‘net that today is the tenth anniversary of the suicide of Kurt Cobain, the troubled, heroin-addled lead singer of the seminal grunge band Nirvana. Two of my favorite bloggers, John Scalzi and Wil Wheaton, have commented on this event in heartfelt, if somewhat ambivalent, entries. Personally, I feel no ambivalence on this subject.

I don’t care.

I didn’t care about Cobain when he was alive, I didn’t care when I first heard he was dead, and I certainly don’t care that it’s been a decade since his death.

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