Lightsabers and Lollipops

ahhhh, Vegas.


must....
go....
back.

but, how?

i've got other priorities in life right now.

like: fixing my car's rear window, which somebody shot with a bb gun (we think) on a sunday afternoon.

saving money so my daughter can go to a private skool so she doesn't have to go to one that has drive-by shootings near the playground. (i wish i was kidding about that)

fixing various holes in my house.

getting a laptop for DJing, which i still do to make a buck or two. circle of life.

so Vegas my pretty city, you will have to go on the back burner until i makes my meelions. which i don't see happening very soon.
i never win cuz i never enter. cuz if i entered, i still wouldn't win and i would never get off that mailing list.

i still have a dream of running through a casino with a huge boom box on my shoulders that's blaring "luck be a lady" by Sinatra. but i'm sure those security guards can run faster than me. and they wouldn't just take my radio and have a good laugh.

anyway, movies about dancing to keep off the streets are always great in my book.

word.

i'm glad comic book movies don't suck anymore.

well, for the most part. i'm sure the Hulk fans are still shaking their fists.

i was worried the other day cuz my poop was green from sunup to sundown.
but then i was okay when i realized it was all because of grape soda.
go figure.

i've never really been into giving high 5's.

i mean, when do they stop?

the movie "the ringer" pretty much reinforced my beliefs on that.

his name was Rocky.

we need to start filming for the Spacemanrocks.com Holiday Special soon if we are gonna get it on the shelves by Christmas.



i was thinking of the sub-line being either "Boycotting Christmas" or "...anyway, that's how I saved Christmas."

it's a work in progress, it may never be finished.

casting starts in June.

my wifey called me today and told me she had trapped one of Dinglenoose's minions ( a mouse) under a pan in the laundry room today.
she informed me that it was my job to take care of the mouse when i got home.
now when i say "take care" of, i am talking mafia style.
make him regret messing with "the family."
mine.
there was no intention of taking him outside and letting him go.
he would have no chance to come back and defile my domecile again.
so i slipped a piece of posterboard under the pan in order to transport him outside to his doom.
i figured a small 2x4 would be good for swingin at him in case he tried to make a fast getaway.
i removed the pan and he moved about two inches and "poot." i hit him with the block of wood.
you would think it was a "Wham!" with the weapon i had, but i din't wanna splash his guts everywhere.
less mess, the better.
so of course, the weak tap i gave him didn't kill him. it just hurt him an awful lot.
i considered letting him die in a lotta pain there on my driveway.
his legs were twitching.
so i decided to whack him again.
still twitching.
so i hit him over to the grass in a golf swing.
and bring the execution block down in a stabbing style on his wee lil head.
yup.
he dead.
he was even kinda cute though, white fur under his belly.
but all mice who enter my house uninvited must die.
i just hate them soooo much. (shakes fist)
more than spiders.
and i really hate spiders.




this is how wars are started.

Comic Con is coming. Comic Con is coming. Comic Con is coming....



Fing Fang Foom!!!

this is gon be the Heroclix exclusive piece at Wizard World this year. i have no intention of getting it but it's just dang pretty.

i miss playin Heroclix. even though i'm not good at "gaming" i still love rollin them dice and deciding the fate of lil tiny characters with super powers.

somehow i walk the line between nerd-dom and real life. maybe it's cuz i've actually kissed a girl and use deodorant. who knows?

i just got two words to end this mediocre entry.

"Ruby Quartz"

remember my sunburned head from 2 entries ago?
well, i couldn't stop scratching it today.
it was all peeling off.
and it was that brown scaly old oily flesh that a sunburn leaves behind.
i totally tried to quit but i'm one of those people who won't let wounds heal cuz he has to constantly pick at them.
the kid in class with blood running down his leg cuz he scratched off his mosquito bite scabs, again!
i was in awe at how much skin kept scraping off my noggin.
thought i was never gonna run out.
it was so gross and weird.
my flesh is probably all pink and raw up there now.

if this is your first visit to www.spacemanrocks.com
i'm sorry.

scroll down some and i talk about poop.

soon, i will write about why my wife and i shouldn't be allowed to have pets.

one day my fifth grade teacher, mrs. lynch, looked up from chomping on her Snickers bar and told me, "you know what? you're kinda slow."
i feel that moment changed my life forever.

i hope she's on fire right now.

OH NO! BEAR IS DRIVING!

i decided to get rid of my hat tanline today so i went without headgear and sunblock.

now i'm like my favorite kind of chicken.

extra crispy.

i'm soooo gonna regret this when i'm trying to sleep tonight and my sun baked scalp wakes me upevery time i toss and/or turn. alot.

free willy.