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One of the cool things about relationships is the inside jokes that you share.  Through the years you collect them and some stay forever, while others have a limited shelf-life.

One of our latest ones was born from the documentary Grizzly Man.  The documentary itself is not really funny as it centers around a man insistent on living among the Grizzlies in Alaska.  The documentary ties a collection of the man’s own self-made videos of himself amongst the bears along with the story of his death.  Yes, he was eventually eaten by a bear.

If the premise doesn’t tell you that there’s something not quite right about this man, just a few minutes of watching it will.  He’s very emotional and has a child-like enthusiasm for these bears.

So in one scene, he’s capturing a bear standing on its hind legs in a clump of trees.  The bear appears to be using the trees to scratch and itch.  After a few seconds, the bear heads straight for the camera (and our guy).  The man apologizes to the bear for being in the way and the bear changes its direction to move away.  As the bear heads away, the man says, "you’re the boss, nice job, nice job."

The man then goes into the trees and stands in the same place.  Its clear that the bear was huge by comparison.  In a wave of adrenaline-induced enthusiasm he repeatedly says, "he’s a big bear, he’s a big bear."  Its just the way he says it and I’m sure it doesn’t translate in this blog. 

So now, everytime I get the chance, I’m enthusiastically and repeatedly proclaiming something to be big.  Case in point, the owl that hooted so loudly that it drew us out of our house at 10:30pm just to get a glimpse of him.

"He’s a big owl, he’s a big owl…nice job, you’re the boss…"

Don’t get it?  Watch the documentary and see what I mean.

At the risk of tending toward a gossip columnist, I’m going to do just that.

As previously mentioned many entries ago, we flew from Dallas to Oahu on American Airlines on August 26th. We were lucky to sit first class in seats 4A and 4B. In seat 3C sat none other than Samuel L. Jackson.

So what did the King of Cool do during the eight hour flight?

I won’t go into every detail about his every move, but I did notice that he read much of the time. He first retrieved a script out of a bubble-packed envelope. Sorry, but I wasn’t nosey enough to see the title, so I don’t know whether he was reading a script for evaluation or for learning. My very uninformed opinion is that he may have been evaluating since he retrieved it from the bubble-wrap.

Toward the end of the flight, he read 100 Bullets Vol. 8: The Hard Way which appeared to be like a comic book. You can follow the link to get the full details, but an excerpt of that description reads as:

This Eisner Award–winning series continues its exploration of contemporary American noir through its ingenious gimmick: mysterious Agent Graves offers a gun and 100 untraceable bullets to those who are looking for vengeance. This outing starts in a seedy dive in the French Quarter of New Orleans, a city with dark underbelly to spare.

Doesn’t that just sound perfect for him? So I am wondering if the script and the book are related — as in the script is adapted from the book.

Once again, I’m wildly speculating here because I wasn’t nosey enough to get directly in his face. I was only nosey enough to watch his every move from afar.

Suzanne and I were discussing all the movies lately that have involved super heroes and their villains. There’s Batman, Spiderman, Catwoman, The Hulk, etc. And now the trend is to combine them to make super-movies — kinda like Alien vs. Predator. So it led me to wonder are we very far away from having a Super Friends movie? And even moreso, where are the Wonder Twins in all this? And more fun than that, who would be cast as the Wonder Twins?