Ranting At Marvel Studios

A copy of Entertainment Weekly arrived in the mail yesterday.  At first, I was excited to see the name “Thor” taking up most of the cover.  Another movie!  A tall guy that I did not recognize and two bad-ass chicks were on the cover.

As I read the article, however, my excitement quickly turned into disbelief then anger.


Thor Fan in “Adventures of Babysitting”

Since I was a little girl Thor was my favorite hero. Every superhero had their own movie (or two or five) it seemed, except Thor. Why didn’t Thor have a movie? This baffled me through childhood and beyond.

After YEARS of waiting, Thor is released in 2011. I must admit that he was worth waiting for. In 2013 Thor:Dark World was even more exciting.  (Is it hot in here, or is it me?)

It is Definitely Hot in Here

I will be boycotting Thor:Ragnarok.  I couldn’t bear to watch the horror unfold. The Entertainment Weekly reporter, Tim Stack, put it, “Sometimes even superheroes need a makeover”.

Maybe other superheros, Tim.  But  NOT  Thor. NO, NO, NO!!  My stunningly handsome hero now looks like every other rugged blond actor popping up in Hollywood lately. You know, the leading men in action movies who have short military style haircuts and have between a 3-day and 3-month growth of facial hair? I get most of their names mixed up because they all look the same. Thor should never look the same! Why doesn’t this new director, Taika Waititi, get that?

Give Loki a makeover! He still has his greasy flat hair. Shave his head or given him a spiky mohawk and spare his brother.

Ruining Thor’s looks was not enough for this crazy guy. He took Thor’s girlfriend AND his trusty hammer away from him. Then, a road-trip with (wait for it …  ) the Hulk is on the agenda.

Ha!  Thor and Hulk on a road-trip does sound fun, even I can see that. Who knows – I may even watch the movie someday. Out of curiosity, you understand.

But I am NOT going to like it.


♥ TTFN ♥





Why I Believe …

                  [Weekly Writing Challenge: The Best Medicine]

"Super Chick"
Just One of Super Chick’s Missions

Unless you went to Southeast Missouri State between 1977-1979, and lived in the North Tower, on the 3rd floor – odds are you haven’t seen this superhero before.


Although she looks more like a villain here, ‘Super Chick’ is known for her unique sense of humor and creative thinking. She was critical to my (and a number of other introverted girls) health and sanity, especially during mid-terms and final exam season.

S.C. would be in her room studying, as most of us were, and would suddenly slam her book shut, jump up and yell “I’ve had enough!” The entire 3rd floor became silent, anxious for what would come next. It was very eerie, because a floor that housed 24 women is NEVER silent.

One tense pre-final evening, S.C. declared that we needed to re-connect with our inner-child. She drove us to a public park. In our pajamas. That, was how faithfully we followed her. S.C. was our guru of laughter and we could not help ourselves. She never barked orders or forced us, she would simply declare something and we were on board because she made it sound so Right.

So… that night we swung on the swings, climbed the jungle-gym and slid down the slides. Over and over. And we laughed like loonies until our sides ached. We were there maybe 45-minutes before returning to the dorm.

We slept like the dead, then got up the next morning and aced our exams. Coincidence? I think not. Even S.C.’s roommate earned a 3.98 GPA, and a place on the Dean’s list (his good list this time).

Thank you, Super Chick!

Look for humor in everything – find it, then give it away. It’s only funny when you share it with someone.

My Custom Superhero

This is the summer of the superhero. Even if there already was a movie about a superhero (e.g., Spider-man), it got re-made with new people (I hate it when they do that!). 99.9% of all superheros are male, and honestly, this is OK with me.  I’m an old-fashioned girl who grew up on fairy tales, hero’s on white horses, damsels in distress, and all that.

No wonder I’ve been clinically depressed most of my life.  But that’s another post for another day…

What woman would want Spider-man’s job anyway? Spraying cobwebs from the palm of your hands, and swinging on skyscrapers with them. Yuk!  A gal would also need to be a super-model to get away with wearing that one-piece elastic leotard. Definitely a superhero for the male persuasion.

Same goes for Hell-boy, and the Incredible Hulk. I work hard to make myself presentable in public, and I do not want to be seen like this – even by bad guys.

I’d like to see a  female super-hero that is not some Hollywood version of  a well endowed hottie in a tasteless tight outfit.  A no-nonsense woman that doesn’t need to change into a costume to fight evil. And, she won’t put up with anyone’s crap, either.

I could be this superhero because I’m the farthest thing from a well endowed hottie, and I don’t even own a costume. (I do take crap occasionally – but only a bit.)

I want my superpowers to include:

  1. Invisibility  This way I would learn what was going on behind my back. This power would have been really handy when I was parenting teens.
  2. Super Strength  I would need to have a powerful force to stop nefarious characters in their tracks. This would help with the vacuuming situation also.
  3. Telekinesis  So I can move something when my hands are busy.  Combined with #2, this could be a powerful weapon.
  4. Psychic Ability  Be able to sense hidden emotion, agendas, and people who are lying (Another handy thing that parents of teens could use)
  5. Glamoring  That handy little tool vampires use to get their way and convince humans something did not happen that did. Or visa-verse. (Might be occasionally useful on hubby)

I do not want:

  • To fly  A fear of heights and flying do not mix.
  • Create fire  Hot flashes are bad enough, thank you.
  • To time travel  I could never understand that “time continuum” thing.
  • To carry a heavy object   No hammers or shields please. My purse is heavy enough.

Until I’m struck by lightning or hit by a rock from space, I will have to wait for my superhero status.

I will try to think up a good name while I’m waiting  😉