Linkbloggin' Like There's No Tomorrow

...or something.

Neilalien's six-year blogoversary! You can't stop him; you can only hope to contain him. The man's passion for all things Dr. Strange makes my obsession with Iron Man look like a schoolyard crush. Congrats, Neilalien!

Ever wonder what would happen if Silver Age Superman's stupidity-inducing pheromones seeped into the Caped Crusader right before they went to bust a ring of intergalactic gamblers? Me neither, but Jake can tell you what happens anyway.

Speakeasy Comics is dead, which makes me pissed because now I have to wait for the end of Elk's Run.

Surprisingly little new information on anything from DC's panel at the NYCon. Brad Meltzer showed a picture of a bazillion JLAers and then saying that yes, his JLA would have 9 people from that picture. Thanks for the tip, Brad! Let the guessing games begin! Snore.

Oh, but we did get this comment: "Giffen then remarked “How many Hawkmans do you need, anyway?” DiDio then remarked “None now."
Well, screw you too, DC!

Beaucoup Kevin has five thoughts worth reading.

Finally took a look at Ain't It Cool News. Good God, the message boards at this place make Newsarama look like the Algonquin Round Table.

Finally, Don Knotts, Darrin McGavin, and Dennis Weaver all passed away in the space of three days. Knotts' death truly saddened me, since as a kid (and still today thanks to Nick at Nite) I laughed my ass off at the antics of Barney Fife and Mr. Furley. Plus , he was in one of the funniest movies ever made. Rest in Peace, Inspector Winship. I'll always treasure my framed autographed picture of Deputy Fife, complete with the 3x5 photo of Knotts autographing the picture.