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By Michael Fitzgerald Troy
Pink is my second favorite color right after baby blue; however, current events may change all that. What the hell am I talking about? Well, they say ignorance is bliss and the ignorant are probably happily gobbling down some tainted ground love.
Pink slime is the culprit of which I speak...otherwise known as the mystery meat treated with ammonia used as a filler in lean, textured ground beef. Ralph!
By Michael Fitzgerald Troy
Sam Worthington may have traded his close-cropped coif for curly locks, but I'd recognize those gorgeous gams anywhere. Aside from Oscar/Jolie, I dare you to show me a better set of legs in Hollywood. Okay, gratuitous, smarmy remark aside, how about a movie review?
In a time of gods and monsters and really bad hygiene and scraggly hair, it's father against brother son against uncle and no cable TV.
By Michael Fitzgerald Troy
Well, well, well...Avengers vs. X-Men is off to an expected start this week, as Marvel gears up for a huge summer crossover. I can only surmise how this came to be. I expect Marvel was panicking over all of the hype its Distinguished Competition was receiving over the mixed bag relaunch and "New 52." (52 is the new 20 BtW.) Marvel being the spoiled brat that it is couldn't not be on top and, apparently, decided to retaliate with not only one of their big guns but two by pitting its two most popular franchises against each other. The 1st issue was enjoyable enough by Brian Michael (on my way out of Avengers Mansion, thank Jesus) Bendis and serviceable art robot John Romita Jr. I enjoyed the 0 issue and Frank Cho's zaftig good girl art gone wild much better.
SLIGHT SPOILERS BELOW
By Michael Fitzgerald Troy
First of all to all you persnickety poo poohs, I don't really know all there is to know about The Hunger Games. I'm just being referential to an old pop culture reference. As a matter of fact, I came on a little late in the game. (Oh, how I love puns!)
I had heard buzz about the books being like Twilight, so, naturally, the simile triggered my gag reflex. Don't get me wrong, I'm as ready for a shirtless werewolf or vampire as the next queen, but I really don't need to see Kristen Stewart popping out the demon seed.
It was actually my colleague, editor, and ultimate Fangirl Barbra J. Dillon that convinced me to get on the Hunger tip. She's obsessed with Katniss and even dresses up as her in an RKO fireside chat-type portrayal of Miss Everdeen in The Katniss Chronicles. Yes, she is that girl! Don't fret, she is absolutely perfect as Katniss, so much so I even imagine Babs as Katniss when I read the books. I seldom read books without pictures, so that is kind of a big deal. Needless to say, I immediately fell in love with the book! (Thanks, Barb!) Now, on to the movie.
By Michael Fitzgerald Troy
With the current housewife craze thanks, in part, to the popularity of Desperate Housewives and subsequent Bravo reality rip-offs (The Real Housewives of fill-in-the-blank), we shan't over look how wonderfully messed up the not-so-single ladies of the Marvel Universe are.
Invisible Woman: Most women lament that their husbands treat them as if they're invisible, but mine takes the transparent cake. Not only does my husband treat me that way, he made me that way in a horrible test flight gone wrong! How do you like them apples? No wonder I wish I was sleeping with the fishes! Don't worry, I'm far from suicidal; I'm talking about Namor, King of the Sea. Now there's a can of chunky light albacore I'd like to open. If my husband can't see me, let him smell me!
By Michael Fitzgerald Troy
I feel like sinnin'. Must be the Tanqueray. Damn, I picked the wrong life to quit drinkin'. Madonna's new record MDNA drops this week, and I'm spinning, baby, out of control. Madonna came up in the clubs with music that double dog dared you not to dance to it, and MDNA is a face slapping reminder of that.
You know how to whistle, baby. Just put your lips together...and blow. And now, I offer you a blow-by-blow of the tracks off of Madonna's killer new dance album, MDNA. (You gotta love that title!)
By Michael Fitzgerald Troy
My newest guilty pleasure has to be Shark Tank, Friday nights on ABC. In this reality competition, the contestants (or would-be entrepreneurs, as it were) present their pitches for a business or product idea to the "Sharks" for investment consideration and business partnership. The sharks are made up of a panel of billionaire investors. Your goal is to get any shark to invest in your concept, and if not, you walk away with nothing, the least of which being your dignity.
By Michael Fitzgerald Troy
I have had the privilege to take art classes at one of the finest museums in the country, and if you asked me who my favorite artist is, I would unhesitatingly say George Perez every time and explain that, yes indeed, he does draw funny books.
By Michael Fitzgerald Troy
It's been a long time since you've been around. It's been a long time since you've been in town. Brian K. Vaughan is my absolute favorite comics writer. I would read the ingredients of dairy products if BKV wrote them. (Golly, maybe I should read the ingredients of dairy products!)
By Michael Fitzgerald Troy
Once upon a time, Jessica Simpson and Nicole Richie were tabloid cover darlings, notoriously gracing the gossip pages. Nicole for her thinness and Jessica for...for...well, whatever in the hell she was on the covers for. Now, they are two of the "mentors" on NBC's 5-years-later answer to Project Runway.
Elle McPhereson is Heidi Kluhm, except you can understand her. Nicole Richie is Nina Garcia, except she's funny. John Varvatos is NOT Michael Kors. And, Jessica Simpson is, oh...sweet, simple Jessica Simpson. Competitors pitch their looks to retailers Macy's, H & M, and Saks Fifth Avenue; if they are made an offer, they are saved from elimination and their looks are available online the next day. A fun concept, dare I admit.