The Futile Podcast

In my continuing struggle to connect everthing together and develop a Grand Unifying Culture GUC (pronounced “guck” like the white stuff on the sides your lips, yeah that’s right). I discovered that the slightly obscure 80’s classic Dr. Detroit starring Dan Akroid was written by Bruce Jay Freidman a writer who is credited with begining the dark humor trend. Now Dr. Detroit is a strange 80’s movie and to be honest these movies are why I hold the firm stance that the 80’s is the best decade for films to date. Anyway stranger connections have been made but I’m still waiting for the sequel Dr. Detroit II: The Wrath of Mom. Good grief, good stuff . . . or is it just that my mind has been so poisioned by this dark humor that I can’t tell the difference anymore?

P.S. Co-star Fran Drescher, soundtrack by Devo. I rest my case.

Today is my birthday at 10:18 PM I’ll be a quarter of a Century old. I’ll admit that I didn’t know where I’d be by the time I hit this foil wrap around cover issue (comic geeks should get it, rememeber how Magneto pulled the adamantium out of Wolverine?). I guess in this fast paced world where we live longer, enduring the ever expanding progess of the society and coping with the associated ailments (badly) it makes sense that I might feel a certain melancholic ennui about the whole affair of passing away from my “best years”. Certainly things have not passed as I might have planned nor would they ever or should they even in the best of all possible worlds. I suppose my New Years resolution toward some kind of unabstract attempt at peace of mind is at best a noble goal and at worst a futile one (like how I finally worked the titular line in there?) so it goes. I’m sure I’ve got a few more years to work something out but who is to say anything will work out? We’ll that’s the big Existential crisis that we all must deal with sooner or later best to be done with it. I have a meeting, later.