Captain Jackson was the self-appointed costumed defender of Jackson, Michigan.
Unfortunately, Captain Jackson (or, rather, his secret identity) was busted in October for DUI, and a local paper unmasked him before the entire town.
Bummer.
I figure I’d better post this before 2005 slides into 2006:
Google has once again posted their year-end peek into the collective zeitgeist, showing us what Googlers (Googlites? Googluvians?) searched for.
And just what were people searching for? The top three searches:
3. tsunami
It makes sense; after all, the tsunami’s devastation hit 26 December 2004, and people the world over started 2005 wanting to know what was going on, and how they could help.
2. Hurricane Katrina
From one natural disaster to the next, Katrina has all but driven the tsunami from our groupthink — Americans on the whole have a very short memory for these sorts of things. The last one is the only one many of us give thought to.
1. Janet Jackson
There are all sorts of disaster jokes I could make here, but instead I’ll wonder aloud why people were so interested in Janet this year. Was it the she might have had a daughter rumors that were a-swirling? The Super Bowl nip slip was early 2004, so I’m not sure that that would’ve been a factor.
Anyway… Go read through all the cool comparisons they have, too, like charting the year’s events for Britney, Mariah, and Shakira.
That’s a lot of Silly Putty…
(aka “The Chronic.. (What?)…cles of Narnia”)
SNL short.
Andy Samberg and Chris Parnell.
Rapping about going to the movies.
And buying cupcakes.
The net has been awash with movie files of the short since it aired, and now you can download a decent-resolution version from the iTunes Music Store for free.
Enjoy.
(Here are the lyrics, in case you’re interested.)
Super Friends + South Park = comedy gold.
It’s just the old CotSF intro, but it’s worth seeing. 
Saw this over at John Wick’s blog, and decided to join in the fun.
Grab the first sentence of your first post in each month of 2005. Paste them together into a single paragraph: there is your year in miniature.
Glad to see my request of ABC and J.J. Abrams for an especially kick-butt “Alias” premiere (it was Noelle’s birthday, after all) was more than met: I hate sporks. Ladies and gents, I present Kyle Wagner, one year old today. Recently, if you were a Jew suffering through ED at Passover, you were pretty much screwed (no pun intended). Life imitates art yet again. Dear Asshat, Check it out: I am a shell / hollow, / walking and talking as if I were a real boy. The editors of the papers in my company decided today to stop using the term “refugees” and instead stick with just “evacuees” and “victims.” Happy birthday to you, / Happy birthday to you. I’ve got a couple of photos up on Flickr of my Extreme Makeover: Goth Edition. Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate’s life for me.
Apple allegedly has a teaser trailer for X-Men 3 up at their site. I can see the pretty site, but none of the video clips are working for me.
But… if you look in the discussion thread at Bureau 42, someone has kindly posted direct links to the trailer in a variety of resolutions. Very SNIKT!, baby.
Yesterday, I stumbled across a reference to C’était un Rendezvous, a landmark cinema verité film by French director Claude Lelouch.
In the film, a real driver races through the streets of Paris, from one end to the other, reaching speeds of nearly 140 MPH. What makes this so noteworthy? A couple of things:
You’ve got to see it to believe it.
Now, why title the blog post as I did?
Like I said, I found the links and the movie yesterday. I circulated it ’round my department, and watched the amazement spread.
But I didn’t actually blog it first; Doug did. So he gets props for actually, y’know, using his [spiffy new] blog.