Twenty-three years after its auspicious theatrical release, Howard the Duck finally comes out on DVD today. (I can only assume this has happened because of the vocal demands of a very ill-advised but very vocal minority. Also see: That unfortunate Waterworld business.)
I can think of no better way to celebrate this momentous occasion than by watching a montage of Howard the Duck scenes, set to the theme of Young Guns and interspersed with vaguely creepy, bewilderingly cryptic titlecards.
Yeah, this video is pretty magical.
Welcome back, Howard. Welcome back.

I think that from now on, Wednesdays should be Duck day. After all, we have days for cats. Fair is fair. Ducknesday doesn’t exactly roll off the tongue, but what the hey.
A CAT/NOT A CAT IS RETIRING FROM BLOGTOWN.
Remember when blogtown was fun? I do. This was a frivolous place where we could have fairly intelligent discussions about the issue of the day while simultaneously celebrating cat friday/caturday and trolling Matt into various nervous breakdowns while he was changing his medications and calling everyone racist. It was fun!
Alas, the whole fucking Sam debacle brought in some sort of ideologue brigade that wanted nothing but SRS BSNS, but unfortunately had the debate skills of lesser apes. Sam-gate sort of wrapped up, but these dipshits just found new things to have completely incompetent show-downs about. It’s fucking boring, and I’m fucking bored.
I know that Rom and jake and all the other half-wits will count this as a win, to which I say “good on you”. You’ve made blogtown insufferably stupid, well done. I’m out.
Kiala, graham, Alison, other decent people: It’s been fun, and I’ll miss you guys.
Mercury arts interns: by and large you all suck. Up your game.
Matt: You’re a talentless hack, but you knew that. Good luck with the mental health issues.
KTHXBAI.
Sorry to see you go. Notacat. I’ve only been reading the Mercury for a few months, but I have always enjoyed your posts. I wish you would reconsider.
Thanks, ujfoyt. I appreciate the sentiment. Perhaps I’ll stop in a few months from now and see if the tide has shifted back to a more genteel blogtown. Hopefully fun will prevail over inane arguing, but I find that the fight-y badness of this place at the moment is bringing out the worst in me.
This is Ducknesday. Some posts about ducks would be much appreciated. Thank you for your time.