No, I Don't Think So #3

Editor's Note: For previous entries for No, I Don't Think So, follow these links for Part 1 No I don't think so #1 and part 2 No I don't think so #2.

Hi, there! I'm Dave-El and this my blog, I'm So Glad My Suffering Amuses You, a blog that is now virtually free of rickets.

Going to make this short as the hour is late and I really need some sleep. But I want to check in on something I have written up since April 11th and present a new installment of No, I Don't Think So.

As before, Adam West BATMAN wants to darken his image, he wants to be taken seriously not just as Caped Crusader but as a Darknight Detective!
 
Adam West BATMAN is returning to the seminal Batman work of Frank Miller's career, The Dark Knight Returns, for guidance on how to be a darker, more serious scourge of the underworld.

So how is that working out for Adam? Let's find out!
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This should be agony.

 

I should be a mass of aching muscle  

broken,

spent,

unable to move.
 

And, were I an older man, I surely would…

 
But I’m a man of 30,
 

of 20 again.

 

The rain on my chest is a baptism.

I’m born again.

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Yeah, I thought so. 

Adam, when are you going to learn to just be yourself? Embrace who you are! Hey, you've got that highly anticipated Batman 66 coming up, an entire comic book series dedicated to YOUR Batman! I mean, what has Frank Mille done lately? Be who you are, who you truly are. Because this...

This....

No, Adam West Batman.

No, I don't think so.

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I'll send over some chicken.

Thanks for coming by and sticking around for our sponsor's commercial. Tomorrow, I have no idea what's happening on the blog but on Friday, more Broken News and Saturday will be a new Doctor Who related post. And the long awaited Legion of Super Heroes post is coming. Eventually.

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White Christian Males...and You!

Back on April 29th, one of my followers posted this on Twitter:


rebkah howard ‏@pink_funk 29 Apr

Married, Christian white males over 50 are being persecuted in these here United States today? Who knew? #BlameObama

 

 

Which lead me to post the following series of Tweets. (It helps if you "hear" this in the voice of a documentary narrator from the 1950's.) 

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White Christian Males as they appeared in the wild in the 1950's.

"The White Christian Male once flourished in abundance across the plains & mountains of America."
From #WhiteChristianMalesAndYou


"They could be seen in the millions, grazing where there was food & water & other unclaimed resources."
#WhiteChristianMalesAndYou


"In the wild White Christian Males were the natural predator of Blacks, Females & Gays."
#WhiteChristianMalesAndYou


"Due to liberal government regulations, it is the White Christian Males that face extinction."
#WhiteChristianMalesAndYou


"White Christian Males now graze in special preserves listening to country music & watching Fox News."
#WhiteChristianMalesAndYou


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Dave-El can also be found on Twitter at https://twitter.com/DayWayLo

Untold Tales of Doctor Who#2

The Doctor Meets Captain Kirk


Hello, everyone! Dave-El here and welcome to I'm So Glad My Suffering Amuses You, now fortified with extra calcium for strong bones and teeth.

Last week was the last new episode of Doctor Who until the anniversary special so in lieu of episode reviews, I will post...well, other stuff...for example, what I have for you today, a NEW installment of Untold Tales of Doctor Who, the first one I've done in over two months (see See Untold Tales of Doctor Who#1)

Today's installment crosses over those two venerable sci-fi powerhouses, Doctor Who and Star Trek. It is a goofy little trifle inspired by a certain photo you'll see about half way through this tale. And yeah, this idea has been done before (and probably better) but I'm just having a little fun here.

So here we go with Dave-El's.....

The Doctor Meets Captain Kirk

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Scene opens: the TARDIS console room as the 10th Doctor makes adjustments and Rose scrolls through data on a monitor.

Doctor: So, Rose, has the TARDIS database provided any inspiration where...or when...we should go next?

Rose: It's so overwhelming, all these choices. Still, after that mess with the Ood and the Beast, I think I can narrow down our search towards a...little...rest and relaxation.

Doctor: (leans against the console with a blissful smile) Ah, rest and relaxation. (Then he makes a face) Nyah! C'mon, Rose! Find some place exciting.

Rose: How about this place? Dahlforius Six seems interesting.

Doctor: Oh! Oh! Yes, Rose, I haven't been to Dahlforius Six in...in...centuries! Lots of fun stuff to do!

Rose: "Fun stuff", Doctor?

Doctor (pulls back a bit on his excitement): I can do fun stuff if I want to.

Rose (looking back at the read out): What are Vapor Jet Falls?

Doctor: Oh, what a rush, Rose! It is the most amazing ride! (pauses a second) Well, you just have to watch out for the odd mountain.

Rose: Odd mountain?

Doctor: There's this mountain that's quite...odd. Has some kind of personality disorder.

Rose: Doctor, how can a mountain..?

Suddenly the TARDIS lurches sideways as the time rotor slows down.

Rose and the Doctor (standing wobbily before falling to the floor): Whooaaaa!

Rose (slowly picking herself up off the floor): What was that, Doctor?

Doctor (springing to his feet and lunging towards the TARDIS console): Not sure. Finding out. It's OK, everything's going to be just fine.

Rose: I'm fine, Doctor. Don't worry about (she stops when she realizes the Doctor was talking to the TARDIS as he strokes the console) ...okay.

Doctor (still talking to the TARDIS): C'mon, old girl, what's got you in such a tizzy? Oh, there's the trouble.

Rose: What is it?

Doctor: Appears we're in the wake of a passing spaceship travelling at warp speed. Oh, warp speed? How quaint. Unfortunately, the TARDIS's temporal phase harmonics were out of sync with the bisecting warp field differential resulting in a spatial temporal incursion...

Rose: Doctor, can you put all that in English, please?

The Doctor turns to Rose as if to speak, then pauses for a moment's thought.

Doctor: Ah, no. No, I can't. Sorry. Anyway, it won't take long to get the TARDIS in proper working order but we will need to land for a few minutes. I can coax a short hop out of her.

Rose: Where're we going to land?

Doctor: Oh, I was thinking about...borrowing a lift from that passing spaceship. Well, they...whoever they are...caused all this trouble. It seems only fair.

Rose: We could be heading for more trouble.

Doctor (grinning broadly): Rose, we're always heading for more trouble. Still, a few minutes rest and we'll be on our way. I'll make sure to materialize somewhere inconspicuous.

As the TARDIS dematerializes where it was floating in space, the scene shifts ahead to catch up with the spaceship.

The ship...is the Starship Enterprise, model 1701, flagship of the Federation. And our point of view passes through the top of the ship and on to the bridge. Captain Kirk is signing off on a computer pad as Scotty enters the bridge.

Scotty: Aye, Captain, that strange disruption in the warp field has gone away.

Kirk: Thank you, Mister Scott. Mister Spock! Analysis!

Spock: There is very little to give, Captain. The sensors detected a faint pulse of energy that I did not recognize. Whatever it was, it has vanished completely from our sensors.

Kirk: So maybe we just a hit a pebble in the road.

Spock: A pebble in the...

Kirk: Never mind, Spock. Mr. Sulu, steady as she goes, warp factor 2.

Sulu: Yes, Captain, warp factor two.

Kirk: Uhura, send a message to...Starfleet Command that the Enterprise is.....

Spock: Captain! The sensors are reading that unknown energy again. It's a stronger reading this time. And (Spock looks up from his station) it is heading for the Enterprise!

Kirk: Mister Sulu, screen on.

Sulu: Screen on, sir.

Kirk: Spock, can we...lock in coordinates, get a visual on this energy?

Spock: Captain, I surmise that...

Uhura: Captain, what is that strange noise?

Kirk: That...noise! Coming from everywhere...and nowhere. I've...never heard anything like it.

Spock: Captain, it seems the source of the energy..

Uhura: Captain Kirk! Look!

By the ship's flight console, the bridge crew sees a shimmering of color and light, feel a wind that is not entirely made of air and the growing sound that defies their ability to describe it. The shimmering becomes a shape and the noise suddenly ends with a loud "thunk".

Spock: The source of the energy has come here.

On the bridge of the Starship Enterprise, there now stood a quaintly designed blue box.

Sulu: "Police Box"? What's that?

Kirk (turning towards Spock): Analysis?

Spock (arching an eyebrow): Your guess is, as they say on Earth, as good as mine.

And inside the blue box, the TARDIS, the Doctor runs both his hands through his unruly hair while looking at the monitor showing the Enterprise bridge crew as Rose smirks, her back to the monitor.

Rose: Somewhere...inconspicuous, you said.

Doctor: Yeah, well, you know.

Rose: So, this is the part where I say, "What now, Doctor?"

Doctor: Well, the TARDIS still needs a little more time to finish recalibrating. And since I'm not familiar with this culture and I have no idea what their weaponry is...

Rose: You're going to talk to them.

Doctor (throwing on his long coat over his suit): I'm going to talk to them. The TARDIS only needs a few minutes more but there's no telling what kind of trouble they might cause out there in that time unless someone comes out and says "Hello". Rose, stay here. (The Doctor exits.)

Rose: Yeah, like that'll happen. Let me grab my jacket and...(Rose looks at the monitor and sees the bridge crew for the first time.) They look familiar. Wait a minute! (Rose eyes go wide.) No way!

Meanwhile outside the TARDIS, the Doctor slips through the front door and is immediately greeted by Starfleet officers aiming phasers at him.

Doctor (grinning widely): Oh, hello!

Kirk: Who are...

Doctor (immediately starts roaming around the bridge): Wow! What a spaceship you've got here! Lots of lights and colors! Gleaming metal!

Kirk: Will you...

Doctor: Very sleek! Now this is a proper spaceship! Oh, some of the relics I've been on lately...

Kirk (very forcefully): WHO are you and WHAT are you doing on MY starship?
 
Doctor (stops, drops the grin): Oooh, sorry. I tend to gab a bit. I'm the Doctor.

Kirk: Doctor who?

Doctor (grinning again): Just the Doctor. (Pulls out psychic paper) You will see my credentials are in order.

Sulu: Captain, he's with the Senior Admiral's office!

Spock: No, Mr. Sulu, he is not.

Uhura: But we can see his identification...

Spock: Our visitor is holding a piece of paper with psychic attributes somehow imbedded in...

Rose (comes out of the TARDIS, excited, looks wide eyed at Spock): It IS you!

Kirk: And who...is this?

Doctor: Er, Rose. Rose Tyler. Sorry. Rose, I said to stay...

Rose (pointing at Spock): But that's Spock!

Doctor (puzzled): What? Who?

Rose: Yes, that's Spock and that's Uhura and Scotty and Sulu. And the Captain of the Startship Enterprise, James T Kirk.

Kirk: How do you know who...we are?

Doctor (equally incredulous): Yes, that's what I like to know. We just got here.

Rose (exasperated with the Doctor): They're from the TV show, Star Trek. Mickey and I used to watch it all the time when were kids.

Scotty: TV show? What pray tell are you talking about, lassie!

Sulu: Could this be a Romulan plot?

Spock: Not very likely, Mr. Sulu.

Doctor: This is NOT a television program, Rose.

Rose (rolling her eyes): Of course not, Doctor. No cameras, no studio lights. But still...

Kirk: Doctor, I want some straight answers and...I want them now.

Doctor: A most sensible suggestion, Captain...?

Rose: Kirk.

Doctor: Yes, Kirk! Well, Captain Kirk, we're just travelers and our vessel, my TARDIS, was damaged when....wait! (looks back at Rose) Did I just say Captain Kirk?

Rose: Yeah!

Doctor: Wow! Rose, you were right! They are...

Kirk: Doctor?!


Doctor: Yes, right, straight answers. Well...Captain Kirk...we're just travelers and.... (The Doctor suddenly moves forward and shakes Kirk's hand) Oh, I must say what a thrill and an honor to meet-

Suddenly the TARDIS makes a quick VWORP noise and the light on top starts to flash.

Rose: Um, Doctor?

Doctor: Oh good! The TARDIS has finished recalibrating! Sorry for barging in like this. We'll just run along and I'll have this off your carpeting...ooh, a starship with carpeting...

Rose (smiling brightly and waving): Bye. It was fantastic meeting you for real. Oh, Mr. Spock?

Spock: Yes?

Rose (gives the Vulcan salute): Live long and prosper!

Spock gives the salute back, with a nod. Rose smiles and winks, then goes inside the TARDIS, leaving Spock arching a bemused eyebrow.

Doctor: Yeah, what she said. Alon-zy! (And he ducks inside the TARDIS which begins to dematerialize, then vanishes.)

Kirk: What...what is...going on here, Spock?

Spock: Inconclusive. But I estimate the probability at 92% that the Doctor and Rose were in fact who they said they were: merely a pair of travelers who were temporarily sidetracked to our ship. And quite probably, they were also...

Scotty: Bonkers?

Uhura: Mad?

Sulu: Off their rockers?

Spock: I believe the human idiom that comes closest to fairly and accurately describing their mental state would be..koo-koo.

Kirk: Koo-koo, Mister Spock?

Spock: It is the most logical assessment I can make

Uhura: Do you wish me to send word to Starfleet Command about-

Kirk: No, I...don't think so.

Spock: Captain, I am fascinated by their assertion that the Doctor and Rose recognized us from a fictional entertainment program.

Kirk: I...would not worry about that, Spock. As you say...koo-koo. In fact, I think...it might be best if we ...don't...mention this again.

Whole bridge crew murmurs their ascent.

Spock: A pebble in the road, Captain?

Kirk: Yes, Mr. Spock. Just a pebble in the road. Full ahead, Mr. Sulu; warp factor three.

Inside the TARDIS.

Rose: Doctor, how can there really be a Captain Kirk and an Enterprise and a Mister Spock in real life when they're just fictional characters on a TV show?

Doctor: Well, quantum variations in temporal mechanics in parallel to...

Rose: Just say you don't know.

Doctor (lowers voice as if embarrassed): I don't know.

Rose: Doctor, I was wondering: is it possible that somewhere our lives are just a TV show?

Doctor: What? A TV show about a daft old man in a box travelling randomly through time and space with a young female companion while always getting into trouble? (The Doctor pauses a moment. Then...) Nyah! Who would want to watch that?

Voice over: Annnnd..cut!

Scene shifts to a man with a head set standing next to a camera surrounded by more cameras, other TV equipment and various workers.

Director: And that's a wrap on another episode of Doctor Who. David and Billie, great job as always.

Billie: Thank you!

David (Scottish accent): Always a pleasure.

Director: Heads up, though. Russell's all frantic. Julie just told him we're over-budget on the last episode so Russell's doing a last minute re-write on the next one.

David: Uh oh! This won't be pretty!

Billie: Ooh boy! Russell and re-writes..brrrr! David, we best make ourselves scarce.

David: Right! Yeah, we can't stick around. I've got this...thing...

Billie: Yeah, me too. I've got a...thing too...

David & Billie: 'Bye!

David & Billie rush off in different directions as our view moves over to a cluster of equipment where, obscured from everyone else's view, is the Doctor and Rose.

Doctor (not happy): Well, that's rubbish! That...that doesn't even look like me!

Rose (also not happy): My butt is not that big.


Doctor: Well, you know what they say, Rose?

Rose: What's that, Doctor?

Doctor: That's show biz!

The Doctor aims his sonic screwdriver at the screen, then the screen goes black.


---fade out---





 

The Mighty 100!

Hello, everyone! Dave-El here and welcome to my blog, a little thing of wonder I like to call...

I'm So Glad My Suffering Amuses You!

And today is a momentous occasion for today I make my ...

*100th post!*

*100th Post**100th Post**100th Post**100th Post**100th Post**100th Post**100th Post**100th Post*

 



 

 







So what to do? What to do?

Well, how about a bit of reflection as I, Dave-El, sit down for an exclusive interview with the creative mastermind of this blog, myself, Dave-El.

*100th Post**100th Post**100th Post**100th Post**100th Post**100th Post**100th Post**100th Post*

Thank you for agreeing to this interview, Dave-El.
No problem, Dave-El. Always love to take to time to have an intelligent chat.

I'm glad to hear that.
Granted, I'm not sure this qualifies.

Er, excuse me?
You know, "intelligent chat"..."not sure this qualifies"?

Oh, humor.
Well, supposed to be.

So, moving on. Dave-El, why are you doing this blog?
I wanted an outlet where I could use my creativity and imagination, perhaps be entertaining in the process.

I...see. And how has that worked out?
Well, I think the previous 99 posts answer that question.

So, not good, huh?
Aha! Good one.

Good one what?
You know, the joke you just made.

I made a joke?
Yeah, I said I hoped the blog was entertaining and you asked how that was working out and I said the previous...99 would...answer...uh, why don't we just move on?

Of course. Dave-El, your posts tend towards a humorous vein. Why is that?
I like writing funny stuff. I want to make other people laugh. Hell, I want to make me laugh!

And you find the things you post here on the blog to be amusing?
Why, yes, I guess so.

Hmmm. Interesting.
Hey! What's that supposed to,,,,?

You have posted some more serious pieces on your blog.
Er, yes, I have. I do have serious thoughts and opinions that I sometimes need to write down and get off my chest.

Do you find writing more serious work a challenge?
Not really. I have to say it's probably easier to come with something serious to say. There's always some tragedy or disaster or somebody doing some damned fool thing.

But most of your work on this blog tends to be, quote, humorous.
Quote?

Why humor over a more serious approach?
Because there are enough blowhards on the internet talking nonsense through their asses. And besides, I like to create something that helps alleviate the constant bad news and brightens my day, maybe brings a smile to others.

So one could expect you will keep trying to do that?
I suppose I...Wait! What? "Trying"?

The title of your blog, I'm So Glad My Suffering Amuses You, is an interesting choice. What led you to select that as your blog's title?
I just like that expression. I seem to make people laugh when I describe some minor life annoyance that has caused me major grief. So I respond, "I'm so glad my suffering amuses you."

But you've described very little of "your suffering" for readers to be amused by or not. Why not?
It just hasn't come 'round yet. Actually, this is not my first blog under the title I'm So Glad My Suffering Amuses You.

Really? What happened?
I started it last year, late spring. My head was in a really bad place then. Suffice to say, it was way too heavy on the "my suffering" and very little "amuses you".

Is that blog still out there?
Oh hell no! I deleted those whiny rants. The only thing that survived from that blog was the piece I did called Why I Like Black Canary which I posted to this blog with a few edits and more graphics. Otherwise, I resolved to move on. I would still call the blog I'm So Glad My Suffering Amuses You but the formula would be different with less "my suffering" and more "amuses you".

Well, it is certainly clear you've done away with the suffering part at least.
Thank you. I wanted to..Wait! What did you just-?

So do you feel that you're reaching an audience with this blog?
...

Dave-El?
You keep doing that!

Doing what?
Making snide comments about me and this blog.

Dave-El, you're me. You know I have an acerbic demeanor.
Maybe so but knock it off, OK, Dave-El?

Yeah, sure. I didn't mean any offense.
Maybe so but just watch it.

Sure, sure. Now about your audience. Is I'm So Glad My Suffering Amuses You reaching out to people?
Absolutely! The number of people reading this blog increased by 100%.

What a fascinating number! But I have to call bullshit on that.
What the hell? That number is true!

Oh, yes, 100% is true but you forget, I am you so I know what you how. How many people were reading the blog early on?
Er, let me, add those numbers to this data, carry the 2.  And that comes out to, well, one. One reader.

And how many do you have now?
Well, there are two. Two readers. Possibly two-ish.

I have to hand it to you: that is a 100% increase in readership. Tell me, Dave. Who are these loyal readers of your blog?
Well, one is a lovely woman named Karen Miller who follows me on Twitter (where she can be found at https://twitter.com/maya_dancer). When I post on Twitter that I have a new blog update, she will respond to the Tweet (sometimes). Sometimes she just favorites and other times she has made a comment that tells me she actually read my post. So, yay, Karen!

And the other reader?
Well, uh, that would be, er, me.

You're your own reader?
Uh, yeah. I, um, go to libraries and look up this blog on their computers.

That's kind of sad AND pathetic!
Yeah, I suppose it is.

And yet somehow quite amusing.
Well, I'm so glad my suffering amuses you.

Hey!
Hey!

So what's next for Dave-El and his amazing blog, I'm So Glad My Suffering Amuses You.
I'm already looking to the 200th blog post where we can celebrate another net gain of 100% in new blog readers.

200? Wow, so the actual number of readers would be...?
Four, Dave-El. The answer is four.

Once more, thanks for talking to me, Dave-el.
No prob! The pleasure was all mine.

I'm sure it was.
You're doing it again!

*100th Post**100th Post**100th Post**100th Post**100th Post**100th Post**100th Post**100th Post*

Ha! Ha! Oh, those two. What am I going to do with them?

Seriously, what am I going to do with them? Their getting on my nerves!

Soooooooooo...

What else can I do for a 100th post celebration? Let's look at the 100th thing of other things!

(C'mon, kids! It'll be fun!)


*The 100th United States Congress was a meeting of the legislative branch of the United States federal government, composed of the United States Senate and the United States House of Representatives. It met in Washington, D.C. from January 3, 1987, to January 3, 1989, during the last two years of Ronald Reagan's presidency. Legislation from this Congress should be ready to come out of committee, oh, any day now, I reckon.

*The 100th episode of The Big Bang Theory aired on January 29, 2012. 

There was some damn thing or another with Penny and Leonard but the main thing is that for the 100th time, Leonard and the guys failed to kill Sheldon. (Really, guys! Sheldon is going to open a black hole right there in the apartment and the world dies screaming! That's NOT worth the hilarious hi-jinks derived from Sheldon's pathological lack of social skills!)


*We have no way of know exactly how many haircuts were given to the members of Haircut One Hundred but I bet it was more than 100. 
 

 

*I'm now going to type the letter "M" 100 times:  MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM

 

Hey, is anybody thinking about that weird ass song from years ago, "Mmm Mmm Mmm Mmm" by the Crash Test Dummies? ("Once there was this kid...")? If not, go listen to this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vIbcqgXh5-4 and this http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gyd0vjtiJug.

 

 

 

*The 100th issue of Iron Man.  Back in those days, Tony Stark's armor ran on coal. But it was cleaning burning coal so he had that going for him.  Meanwhile does Tony know how many hours it took Happy Hogan to carve out that giant 100? No, he's too busy  showing off and ripping girders in two. Dammit,Tony, those girders cost money!!

 

 

 

*100 bottles of beer on the wall...which looks kind of nice, but really who wants 100 bottles of beer on the wall?

 So take one down, pass it around. Now there's 99 bottles of beer on the wall! Hey, guys, there's 99 bottles of beer on the wall! Let's sing! C'mon! Guys? Hello?

 

 

 

*Well, I see what the problem is here. It looks like this giant stone 100* has been infested with, hmmm, I'd say 100 Spider-men.....

 ...friendly neighborhood Spider-Men.

*Hey, more of Happy Hogan's work?

 

 

 

*100th Post**100th Post**100th Post**100th Post**100th Post**100th Post**100th Post**100th Post*

 

 OK, let's wrap this party up! Thanks for dropping by for the 100th Post on I'm So Glad My Suffering Amuses You. If you continue to visit my blog in search of high quality entertainment, cutting edge humor and in depth intellectual discourse, I promise this:   

 

I will always disappoint you.    

 

 

Thank you and I am so glad my suffering amuses you.    



 

 

*100th Post**100th Post**100th Post**100th Post**100th Post**100th Post**100th Post**100th Post* 



 

    

You could also follow Dave-El on Twitter at https://twitter.com/DayWayLo but why?

    

 

And a tip of the Kryptonian headband to Mike Grell's cover for Green Lantern#100 which provided the big stone 100+ for this 100th blog post. Thanks to the Grand Comics Database.

Here is the link to GCD's record of Green Lantern#100 http://www.comics.org/issue/31835/

 

    

+ courtesy of Happy Hogan's Big Stone 100 Warehouse, Trenton NJ.