Some people would look at my shirt and then stare directly into my eyes for a few seconds trying to quickly judge me before they got into the Cinnabon line. Other people would notice the shirt; stare at me, but when I would try to make eye contact they would quickly look away. Much like you will do when pulling up to a stop light. You and the person in the car next to you happen to glance at each other at the exact same time and then quickly look away as if it never happened.

The brave ones would engage me in conversation. The first was the man checking my bag at the Delta counter.

“That’s a weird shirt. Where did you get that?”, he asked.

“On the internet, where most weird things come from”, I responded.

“Ahh, I see. Well it’s interesting. Now only if Joker could fix our economy”, he commented.

How the hell was I supposed to respond to that?

“I’d imagine if the Joker were to fix our economy he would probably do it as a social experiment. Setting bombs off around different US cities in succession. He would try to shut down communication, the internet, phone lines, media, everything so that we as a society would be reduced to panic and chaos. We would have to fend for ourselves. Only after we truly learn who we are as a person can we rebuild as a society. Or maybe he just wants to be the director of such a chaotic event for his personal enjoyment. I’m no expert, I just like Batman.” I said.

The agent at the counter had quickly gone pale standing there with his mouth open.

“Sir, would you come with us?”, the security agents said to me from behind.

No, I didn’t say that. I just stood there and smiled after the ticket agent had sparked my imagination into a flurry of thoughts on what the world would be like if the Joker was our President of Chaos.

Before I had gotten to the security checkpoint I had caught about 50 people staring at my shirt. I had become addicted to people’s reactions to my shirt. A shirt. A simple t-shirt. The Obama picture the shirt the design was copied from has become quite iconic in the last year and a half. Extremely recognizable. Hope. Change. Joke.

As I stood before the metal detectors, waiting for the woman to wave me through I noticed she was also staring at my shirt. She quickly became shifty eyed. Raising her walkie talkie up to her mouth. I couldn’t quite make out the words she was saying, but it was reminiscent of the guards from Half Life 2. She would look left, look back at my shirt, look at my face, then look back left. All while communicating over radio chatter. She was probably speaking with TSA headquarters asking for a quick background check on the “suspicious looking character wearing a Joker shirt”. She waved me through and looked me in the eye. With a smile she said “That’s a great shirt”, she said with a jovial tone.

After collecting my things from the end of the xray detector area, another TSA agent approached me.

“I’ve seen those shirts. The ones with Obama’s face painted like the Joker. The Socialism ones”, he said.

I quickly put together that he had been mistaken, he was thinking of this image.

“Umm, this is The Joker. You know Heath Ledger? The dead guy. As in not our President”, I corrected. I couldn’t let him sit there and think that I was making some political comment on the state of our nation.

“Oh”, he said. “Yea, I just thought you meant…”. He was trying to finish his sentence but I didn’t let him.

“Nope, I just wear this shirt because I’m a giant nerd who likes Batman”.

“Oh, cool”, he replied in a somewhat quizzical manner with his Boston accent.

Cool indeed Sir. Cool indeed. I’m going to wear this Joker shirt every time I’m at the airport. I’ll capture people’s reactions. I’ll document them. This will be my social experiment. I just took people watching to a whole new level. Instead of standard people watching, I’ll be watching the people who are people watching. Dance puppets, dance.

Part of the problem is that I wasn’t surprised or disappointed by the games at E3. The games I thought would be awesome going into the show, were exactly that, awesome. The games I thought looked like crap, were crap. For instance, I’d have to say that God of War 3 was the game of the show. I knew that when I walked up to the booth, it would play just as well or better than the previous God Of Wars. I also knew that MAG was going to be sluggish (although the 256 players was impressive).

So without going into to much depth I’ll quickly run down what I thought was good and bad about some of the games at the show. Again, can’t say enough good things about God of War 3. Batman: Arkham Asylum’s combat felt great but a little weary about all the detective gameplay, still going to buy it though. Uncharted 2’s multiplayer was one of the surprises at the show. It played well and didn’t feel like a tacked on experience at all. Beatles: Rock Band was hawt and the new instruments feel great. Brutal Legend was all kinds of awesome. Nintendo didn’t do anything to impress me and I grow tired of them.

Ok no more room on this page. Huge website updates coming soon. So if it I don’t post for a week or so tough shit. :p

Raven has made the best Wolverine game ever. That’s not saying a whole lot because the games that came before it were complete piles of shit. The experience that Raven has absolutely nailed is that when you’re playing the game you actually feel like Wolverine. The health regeneration is quite impressive. If you get shot in the face you don’t go down like Cyclops, you take it like Wolverine and put your claws through his face. After fighting I would zoom in on Wolverines character model and watch the bullet holes, slash marks and open chest wounds close up and regenerate in real time.

It’s a decent sized game, probably 8-10 hours or so. My biggest complaint with it is that it’s quite obvious that when Raven set out to make a Wolverine game, they didn’t have the movie in mind. Some environments and dialogue just seem out of place and uncomfortably injected into the game. Raven probably had a good idea of where they were going and a movie executive stepped in and told the developers to make Wolverine: The Movie: The Game instead of Wolverine: The Game. That’s quite sad when you think about it, but that’s just the state of the video game industry these days. Everyone is out to make money and not necessarily a true experience. I wonder what Wolverine: The Game would have been without all the movie bullshit added into it. I just hope Raven or another developer gets to make that game one day. I would be so lucky to work on a Wolverine game.

Yes, that’s right. I can stalk my favorite celebrities (and you) without ever having to leave the house. Want to know what Shaq had for breakfast? Bam. Done. Are you a sci-fi geek who has a hard on for Nathan Fillion? Keep it in your pants, he’s on Twitter too! Like Mallrats, Chasing Amy, Jay and Silent Bob? Just want a play by play of whatever hockey game is on? Booya, there is Kevin Smith. Thinking about professing your love to Rainn Wilson because you love The Office more than anyone in the history of the world? Twete that shit. Is it Twete? Or Twit? Or Tweet? Or Twittereed? Twatted? Twatted. Yes, definitely Twatted. Twatted: the past tense of Twat.