Okay. Uncle, already.

When several of you started going on about something called "Mad Men," I kinda meh'd. I knew nothing of the thing and instantly confused it with Mystery Men, a film from 1999 which I similarly meh'd off my radar at the time because (a) it flopped and (b) ewwww, it had Pee Wee Herman in it.

We'll be back to THAT mistake in just a moment. Meanwhile, just now, I saw my beloved author Joss making a Mad Men reference, only to the "season one" thereof, and that's when I finally grokked that this is something completely different.

So what's the dealie? Is this on DVD, or is there some other way to pick up this trail from the beginning? It's not like I'm gonna be watching BASEBALL after tomorrow or anything ::grumblegrumblegrumble::

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Meanwhile, I seem to have done unjustified self-slander to the thing I confused the series with.

Mystery Men actually looks like a lot of kickass fun. Somehow all I remembered from the time was it being a post-Pee-Pee vehicle for Paul Reubens, but dude. A guy that fights crime by farting at them?

And how. The. FUCK?!? did I miss this cast? William H. Macy, Hank Azaria, Janeane Garafolo, Tom Fucking Waits?!?, and Eddie Izzard?!?!?!?!?!?

Most of all, though: why does our library system not carry such amazement? ::netflixes his little finger off::

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Thus ends the first post du jour. Still to come: something far mushier about last night's anniversary outing, guaranteed to include the words "Dar," "bull," "jowls," "pinkle" and "yaw Shawn Mullins, mate," spoken in a dead-on authentic Aussie accent. BY Shawn Mullins.

Also, a post about shoes, of all things, but that'll be on the Met blog. And not just because I'm waiting for the last one to drop.