Marvel vs. DC

Parody of I'm a Mac & I'm a PC

Songs about Superheroes

I wonder what its like to be a super hero
I wonder where Id go if I could fly around downtown
From some other planet, I get this funky high on yellow sun
Boy I bet my friends will all be...stunned, theyre stunned
- Matchbox 20 "Real World"

It may sound absurd...but dont be naive
Even heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed...but wont you concede
Even heroes have the right to dream
Its not easy to be me...

Im only a man in a silly red sheet
Digging for kryptonite on this one way street
Only a man in a funny red sheet
Looking for special things inside of me.
- Five for Fighting "Superman"


Doc Bruce Banner,
Pelted by gamma rays,
Turned into the Hulk.
(Ain’t he unglamorous!)

Wreckin’ the town with
The power of a bull!
(Ain’t no monster clown
who is as loveable!)
As ever-lovin’ Hulk!
Hulk! Hulk!
- Theme song to "The Incredible Hulk"


-Weird Al "Ode to a Superhero"

Superheroes

Superheroes. They come in black, red, blue, and green. Some are huge and muscular; others are average height and weight. Some have superpowers beyond belief: they have regenerative capabilities, the ability to fly, see through walls, shoot webs, use telekinesis, communicate telepathically, transform into a giant superhuman, and that’s just to name a few. Others are ordinary men; they used their wealth to make themselves heroes that evil-doers fear. With great gadgets and armor, they don’t need the powers that other superheroes were blessed with.

Given gifts of power (or mutation) to protect others: one defends a city, even when that means his job, relationship, and schooling will suffer… another cannot live a normal life; his friends see him only as a nerdy reporter, but adore his alter ego… many protect and would die for those who hate, even persecute them for their gifts... one man will forgo his love to protect the world from a power-hunger man bent on destruction…

These ones sometimes struggle with the heroic deeds they have been chosen for… But ultimately, any of them would sacrifice everything to do the right thing. Others chose to be the one who would sacrifice: one tries to live up to the legacy his father left under the cover of darkness… Without a secret identity, another tries to change the legacy his father created.
Maybe all you recognize the superheroes I am taking about: Spiderman, Superman, The X-Men, The Hulk, Batman, and Iron Man. Why do we love them so much? Nobility, justice, sacrifice, responsibility, and morality are all qualities that superheroes personify. (Even while wearing great costumes!)

This month and perhaps even continuing into September, I plan to post several superhero themed posts… I hope you enjoy random trivia and thoughts on superheroes.

Happy Birthday, Daddy!

Happy Belated Birthday, Daddy!

Trip around the World

Most of you who know my family well know that we have lots of eccentric phrases... One of them is a "Trip around the World." On Friday, July 18th, my family and I went on a trip around the world. Yes, it sounds absurd, but ever since I was a little girl, my grandfather and his older brother (my Uncle Clinton) would take trips all over to visit relatives. Grandpa would always call these travels "trips around the world." One particular trip, in my mind, was given that name. The trip where Grandpa would go see the house where his mother was born, the house where his father was born, his parents' first home together, and the graveyard where his siblings were buried. Several years ago, Grandpa took Mom, Daniel, and me on this trip. But it had been so long I couldn't remember everything. Being a avid historian, I wanted to take the trip again... to see places where my great grandfather and great grandmother walked as children. Dad and I took the morning off; we all piled into the van and left on 1-79 south.

My 1st cousin twice removed (meaning she's my grandpa's cousin) owns the house where my great-grandmother was born. In fact, we believe the area around Grace's house was named for great-grandma's family: The Doak's. I loved visiting with Grace and her brothers, Harry and Kenneth. They all told wonderful stories, and Grace is a wonderful cook!

From there we went up a very narrow path to the graveyard, great-grandpa and great-grandma were firmly committed to being "fruitful and multiplying." They had 15 children!! At the graveyard, we saw graves of the three children that didn't make it to adulthood but died as little children. We also found my great-grandmother's parents' graves.

Then it was off to great-grandpa's birthplace... we visited more with Harry and Kenneth. Walked the road where, at night, my great-grandpa would run up the hill to pick his father tobacco. We saw the place where my great-grandparents' first home once stood.

After saying goodbye to Harry and Kenneth, we drove a little ways to another graveyard looking for great-great-grandfather Powell's grave. We found it: Elkanah Pendelton Powell. When his mother first moved to WV, she donated all the lumber she had to build her home to the Baptist church. They needed somewhere to worship. Wow! What a story.

I had a wonderful time following in my ancestor's footsteps... To see how God has blessed my family. I can't wait to go back again.

An interesting tidbit

~Spoilers~

Having watched The Dark Knight a second time, I noticed something interesting:

In the scene where Bruce tells Rachel he is giving up Batman, Rachel is wearing a black and white dress... Symbolism, perhaps? The Dark Knight or The White Knight ?

Trip to Jackson Shrine

After leaving CWSC,

Dee, Daniel, and I made a stop on I-95, at the Stonewall Jackson shrine.

The place where Stonewall breathed his last, never ceases to move me. He was a man of great vision, a man of great nobility, and a follower of God. I wish there were more like him. In some ways, I wish he wouldn't have died so young. But God is sovereign; He knows what is best.