We here at the Dark Comedy Hour are mostly a peaceful people, and so it is with a great stretch of imagination and pathos that I have come-to-terms with the recent threats this website has been recieving… Ok. It was only one threat… and it was fairly innocuous. But let this be a reminder to you that danger lurks around every corner in this unbalanced world.

This reminds me of a trilogy of movies: Koyanisqaatsii, Nagoyanisqaatsi, and Powaqaatsii. I may have mis-spelled these movie titles… I feel I am missing several “a”‘s but I am too anguished, too distraught to guide my mouse pointer to the google search text box at the top right hand side of my screen… bereft, I am, amidst a sea of turbulent IP traffic, oh wretched Bandwidth, why? Why do you taunt me with streams… of information, directories… of files, LAN networks… of users?! Whence? and who hither?!

Anyway, this reminds me to remind you, faithful reader, arduous do-gooder, conniving cackler, that the Dark Comedy Hour is being revamped! Re-style-ized! Refashioned! Remade into a sleeker more formidable Dark Comedy Hour with much better gas mileage.

I’d like to welcome Casey back to Brooklyn.

And, finally, if anyone can tell me which 2-and-a-half-hour long pinnacle of early 90′s American Action, an Arnold apotheosis (hint!), movies the title of this posting is from, you will receive… a song. Yes, I will write you a song… I wouldn’t flatter myself and think this a good gift, but I am of meager means and have only the sweet, dulcet tones of my lyre and pan flute with which to reward s/he with the greater cultural knowledge.