"I've Got a PhD in Horribleness"

The story of a low-rent super-villain, the hero who keeps beating him up, and the cute girl from the laundromat he’s too shy to talk to.

I'm addicted. My affection for Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog has reached a level of ridiculousness. Have you been watching? The first two acts are now available online. The third is coming on the 19th. And then it will all disappear at midnight on the 20th. It's a magical blog, really. And I expect you to be watching it.

• I enjoy seeing NPK (Neil Patrick Harris) embracing the lab coat again. But with goggles this time. And singing.
  

• I appreciate the laundry obsessiveness. Although Hollywood makes laundromats far sexier than they really are. My life as a laundress was rather non-eventful in the romance department. Although I did sit on a machine and eat ice cream. So I almost understand. But a song about laundry day? I'm sold.

• Nathan Fillion is a genius. I would claim him as I do Bale and Gosling (picking the underrated actor before he hits it big), but Joel introduced us, so I can take no responsibility for my fandom. I would be a cowgirl in space if it meant fighting alongside him. And I would bake him a pie in a heartbeat.

• Whedon is also a genius. If he and Abrams collaborated, the planet would explode.

• I use the word "genius" too often. But it's not my fault that a handful of them got together and made cyberspace significantly cooler.

• I would totally watch a Broadway version. I would even camp out for tickets. Just to hear NPH sing: "And Penny will see the evil me / Not a joke, not a dork, not a failure / And she may cry, but her tears will dry / When I hand her the keys to a shiny new Australia"

And because I'm psychic (or a Google queen), I predicted the awesomeness/horribleness over at MovieZen. (I wrote the post almost two weeks ago. I sensed it was coming.)