The Amazing Spidoomon

Ladies and gents, take a deep breath....


And exhale....

Spider-man is home.

That's right, after years of squabble, Sony and Marvel have decided to play nice and give Spidey a chance with The Avengers and the like. Sam Cooke said it best: It's been a long time comin, but I know a change gonna come.

While Sony still owns the movie rights to Spider-man, they are teaming up with Marvel Studios which means Spider-man can now appear alongside Thor, Iron Man, Starlord, Captain America, Ms. Marvel, Black Panther, Hulk, Black Widow, etc.

And this is a very good thing.

People don't seem to realize just how connected the Marvel comic book universe really is. I don't know if there is a single character that hasn't worked alongside or in opposition to other Marvel character at some point or another, and Spider-man is certainly no exception.

Though Spider-man is not an Avenger, he is constantly working with them while S.H.I.E.L.D. is always harassing the web-slinger.

While Fox holds onto X-Men, the Fantastic Four, and Deadpool movie rights indefinitely, this move by Sony is somewhat bittersweet. Will we ever see the Marvel Cinematic Universe brought to it's full potential. I wouldn't have even thought it possible until today, so we'll see.

Until then. Celebrate.

A Letter of Admiration to Katy Perry's Shark-friends

Well its all over and yes, the Patriots on the Super Bowl, presumably with inflated footballs and all.

And yet, in my heart of hearts, I know there was a true winner. A winner that transcended sports or music or the one time of year commercials are actually entertaining.

I'm talking to you, shark.

I don't know what exactly it was about these pastel blue shark costume clad backup dancers that made them the best part about Super Bowl XLVIVLVIIIXXXXI, but if I know anything about the internet (which I do) It's that if you stick a fluffy, out of place, seemingly untrained, apathetic-looking terrors of the sea next to America's equivalent of Helen of Troy, you are going to make waves.

It takes a lot to get people to take there attention off of a woman dressed as a beach ball, singing in center-stage who only ten minutes previous had rode in on a giant tiger puppet, but somehow, that's exactly what happened.

So what is it that made these sharks such a hit? Was it the out of sync dance moves? The puppet mouths which seemed to at times sing along with the song and other times trail off into god-knows what? I believe it was the sadness in their eyes that moved people.

Behind the too-sweet bubblegum of "California Girls" we saw the real pain that lies at the heart of these sharks.

Whatever they are sad about, whatever mysterious troubles plague dancing sharks, all we know is that they danced. They danced with passion and wild abandon. They danced and for a moment in history, they were stars.