Enemy of Peanuts

I’m clearly not a big fan of peanuts. (Please refer to this site’s url for more!)

And yet, if it weren’t for a peanut, I would never have existed.
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While many may see the coming of fall in the foliage, the kick off of football season, the conclusion of the year’s baseball games or the beginning of new TV, the autumnal season always begins for me when the liquor stores begin stocking pumpkin beer.
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Straight to the “strip,” and then some explanation afterward…
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Normally, I try not to bore you all with the inconsequential comings and goings of my day. This is a blog after all, not a diary! However, this morning was so bizarre (and accounts for me not being able to post my daily doodle cartoon All Day Pizza Buffet, so…) I feel like I have to relate its events.
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At 7:30 a.m. this morning, I walked out of my door and into the stifling heat of the day. Unfortunately for a sweat prone guy like me, the heat was intensified by a permeating humidity that had me drenched after about 100 feet into my mile-long walk to the train. I was granted a brief respite from the heat on my forty minute train ride before being delivered at New Jersey’s always noxious Secaucus station. After inhaling flaming hot air seemingly tinged with animal corpse decay for all its disgusting odor, another brief recess was allowed on the train to New York’s Penn Station.

Arriving at Penn, commuters are released from the train underground in a unbearable sauna where the day’s heat, trains expelling sweltering exhaust and hundreds of commuters piling up like a traffic jam in front of tiny, one lane stairways make this the most disgusting and frustrating two minutes of the entire hour-long commute. With my shirt now soaking wet again as I pull a bandana from my pocket to wipe sweat from my forehead, I’m hit with the pernicious smell of popcorn. Normally a smell I enjoy, I can never savor this scent because in Penn it is more a reek brought on by food court and commuter B.O. mingling below street level. I don’t think they even sell popcorn there.

Finally, after trudging up two flights of stairs and expelling yet more sweat from my lava-hot pores, I step out into the open air of Manhattan. The mass of determined nine-to-fivers, mindlessly slow-walking tourists and shouting newspaper vendors—combined with the 90 degree heat and high humidity index—assure that even my emergence from the inferno of Penn is no relief.

A half block away from the station’s exit, now with the sun’s rays beating down on me in their full intensity, I stop as a bus turns the corner. All of a sudden a wave of complete ridiculousness washes over me and even the sizzling discomfort I’m standing in, and have been standing in for a full hour, is washed away by the best bus advertisement I have ever seen…
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Over the past year as a comic reader, I’ve come to a unexpected realization: I love graphic novel introductions and written supplements. Be it the enthralling backup in the first Starman Omnibus where James Robinson explains how his unique series came to be, Brian K. Vaughan apologizing for his early work in DC’s False Faces trade containing some of the scribe’s early superhero tales or the lengthy but informative epilogue’s recapping the life of Robert E. Howard in Dark Horse’s Conan collections, I love reading as much as I can about the process that went into making these great reads.
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It’s been a full week since Chicago Comic-Con, but it’s taken me about that long to fully recover from all the wedding and convention festivities of the past weekend. Now that my brain is actually functioning again, I figured I’d put up a short series of posts relating some of my best stories from that manic five day funfest—and what better place to start than Lando Calrissian himself, Billy Dee Williams!
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If you haven’t paid much attention to my “Interweb Compatriots” section in the right sidebar of EnemyOfPeanuts.com, I suggest you read this post and then immediately click Drunken Book Club to head over to another one of my blogs: www.DrunkenBookClub.com!
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This past Saturday at Wizard World Philadelphia, I hosted the “Battlestar Galactica” panel featuring Edward James Olmos (Admiral William Adama), Michael Hogan (Colonel Saul Tigh), Nicki Clyne (Crewman Specialist Cally Henderson) and Luciana Carro (Captain Louanne ‘Kat’ Katraine)—easily the highlight of my entire career at Wizard and the greatest nerd moment of my life.

I’ve been bubbling with excitement over all the little intricacies and amazing moments of the hour I sat on stage with the foursome of Galactica crew members, and figured I’d sit down and write my official documentation of this momentous story. I managed not to completely freak out in a fanboy fit while hosting, so I think I’ve earned the right to gush a little bit here—and gush I shall.

Also, there will be some “BSG” plot spoilers ahead, as we talked about the series finale and the upcoming DVD “The Plan,” so be forewarned.
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An explanation:
This week, Marvel announced that an upcoming miniseries called Captain America: Reborn will bring the original Captain America, Steve Rogers, back from the dead after his assassination two years ago.
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