Who saw Captain Marvel in the theaters this weekend? I saw it on Thursday and there was so much Marvel and 90’s goodness to take in, I saw it again on Friday. So much I loved about it, so many great scenes, plus anything with Agent Coulson is a must see in my book. Cannot wait to see Carol kicking butt in Avengers: Endgame! Is it April, yet?
Also, I know I missed Marvel Monday last week which means I missed counting down Captain America: Civil War so I’ll be posting that later this week, too.
But for now, to keep on schedule, the Marvel movie countdown to The Avengers: Endgame continues in chronological order this week with Black Panther. Here are a few funnies for your Marvel Monday.
My days always get thrown off when there’s a holiday weekend, so here’s a delayed Marvel Monday. Happy Marvel Wednesday! The Marvel movie countdown to The Avengers: Endgame continues in chronological order this week with Avengers: Age of Ultron. Here are a few funnies for your Marvel Wednesday.
Apparently, since the outdoor pool party that was happening in my cats’ water dishes on my porch got Raided, the ants around my house decided to up their game. Yesterday, I came home to find that ants had invaded my home and decided to throw a massive pool party in the water glass I left in my bedroom. The party must have been lit, because a ton more of their friends showed up and found my books and book shelves to be awesome places to throw giant raves and have all kinds of conga lines ALL over them.
Furious, I promptly shut off the music, screamed, “This is a Raid!” stated wiping down all the surfaces with a cloth covered in it, while yelling, “Get off my lawn!” They scattered, with most trying to flee the building, while others took shelter in some less obvious spaces, like between my books, thinking if they kept the music down, they could keep the party going. New ants, who clearly didn’t get the message the party was shut down, or hoped to make it into the covert locations, we sent packing in the most final of ways.
This morning, their trash (and corpses) litter my furniture, and yet, there are STILL quite a few ants showing up late to the party, who insist on checking out the scene and seeing if they can’t make the most of the situation. I’ve cleaned everything up, but they’re still coming to do recon. Can someone pull Ant-Man out of the quantum realm and have him get his buddies out of here? I don’t like turning my house into a final resting place for ants, but they went to far and broke the cardinal rule: “Don’t mess with my books!”