I see all these people online complaining that the Mayweather-Pacquiao "Fight of the Century" wasn't anywhere near as good as Ali vs. Frazier or Hagler vs. Hearns or Basinger vs. Baldwin or Joe Louis vs. Anyone. Uh, one of those may have been the Fight of the Last Century but this is a new century.
Hey, I haven't updated anyone on my little physical problems lately. The "machetes" (the agonizing shoulder/neck pains) have mysteriously disappeared. We don't know what made them disappear but they did. The knee problems come and go but aren't too bad most of the time. So all in all, I'm doing okay.
As soon as I finish it any day now, there will be a rave review here of Bill Schelly's new book about Harvey Kurtzman. It's really, really good. You can order your copy here now or wait for my longer recommendation. If I were you, I wouldn't wait for me.
So how do I feel about the Muscular Dystrophy Association discontinuing their annual televised fund-raiser? Well, there are two ways to look at that. If you think it was all about campy entertainment and putting on a show for us, it's disappointing…though frankly, it had almost stopped fulfilling that goal in the latter days of Lewis. If you think of it as a means of raising money for a worthwhile cause…well, when they say it's no longer cost-effective, I see no reason to assume that's not so. I think the second perspective trumps the first.
A little over two months from today, Comic-Con International 2015 convenes in San Diego. I am actually planning out my panels at the moment. My desk is still strewn with notes about last year that I haven't gotten around to throwing away yet. So much is wrong about the passage of time these days.