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Here’s a list of Paul Simon songs I am always in the mood for:

Ace In The Hole
All Around The World Or The Myth Of Fingerprints
Allergies
America
April Come She Will
Bleecker Street
Born At The Right Time
The Boxer
Bridge Over Troubled Water (1974 Live Rhymin’ version)
A Church Is Burning
The Coast
The Cool, Cool River
Crazy Love, Vol. II
Darling Lorraine
Diamonds On The Soles Of Her Shoes
Father And Daughter
The 59th Street Bridge Song (Feelin’ Groovy)
Flowers Never Bend With The Rainfall
Gone At Last
Gumboots
A Hazy Shade Of Winter
Hearts And Bones
He Was My Brother
Homeward Bound
Hurricane Eye
I Am A Rock
I Do It For Your Love
Kathy’s Song
Kodachrome
The Late Great Johnny Ace
Look At That
Me And Julio Down By The Schoolyard
Mrs. Robinson
My Little Town
The Obvious Child
Old
Old Friends/Bookends
The Only Living Boy In New York
Peace Like A River
Pigs, Sheep And Wolves
A Poem On The Underground Wall
Proof
Quiet
The Rhythm Of The Saints
St. Judy’s Comet
Senorita With A Necklace Of Tears
Slip Slidin’ Away
Song For The Asking
Spirit Voices
Stranded In A Limousine
That’s Where I Belong
Thelma
Think Too Much (a)
Think Too Much (b)
Trailways Bus
Train In The Distance
Under African Skies
When Numbers Get Serious
You Can Call Me Al
You’re Kind

Also of note is the great Simon & Garfunkel cover of Blues Run The Game.

I’m not sure why I felt the sudden need to create this list, but there it is.

Ah, the beauty that is Spider-Man 2. The genius. The overwhelming wonder. Better than the first movie in every way, but that’s not my point.

Last night, or the night before–well, some night recently I had just gone to bed after reading some good ol’ Spider-Man comics. I have become addicted to All Things Spidey (ATS), and I’m not ashamed to admit it. I almost bought some Spidey shoes last night, and they were eight sizes too small. Luckily, I had someone there to beat me over the head with a whiffle bat just in case any such impulses seized me, because my size limit on too-small shoes is five.

My ATS addiction notwithstanding, I do have a small complaint about Spidey comics, but that’s a story for another time and place.

Maybe not another place–probably this place–but whatever.

Anyway, I was lying there, trying to go to sleep, letting my thoughts wander, and they wandered (surprise!) to Spider-Man. I was recalling the scene in the first Spider-Man movie where Peter is sitting in the hospital room chatting with Aunt May about the first time he met Mary Jane. Aunt May says to Peter, “You said, ‘Aunt May, is that an angel?'” and Neo says, “Gee, did I say that?”

Seriously, Neo appeared out of nowhere and took Spidey’s place, and I haven’t watched The Matrix for two months.

I wondered where Spidey had gotten to, and so I plunged through the strange and absurd recesses of my mind until I found him right where I thought he’d be–fighting Agent Smith, and sporting a long, black trenchcoat, no less.

The scene was a combination of the final fight scene between Spidey and the Green Goblin in Spider-Man and the final fight scene between Neo and Smith in The Matrix Revolutions. Smith had just knocked Spidey back into a wall for the 300th time and was laughing maniacally. Spidey lay quietly for a moment, then got up, flexed in that weird Matrix way that makes the space around someone bulge for a bit, and then faced Smith, outstretched his hand, and made the Come Get Some More sign. Smith frowned, and then got some webbing in the eye.

I didn’t get a chance to see how the scene ended, because at that point I fell asleep. I really think there needs to be some sort of crossover comic happening soon, so I can see what happened.