And the Lord Smiled and Said . . .

"LET THERE BE IRON MAN."

And so there was Iron Man.

Iron Man eluded me this summer. This past summer I wrote extensively about how every effort I made to see the movie in the theater was met by fate’s cold backhand. Now the movie is coming out on DVD tomorrow and sweet karma has delivered it into my Netflix queue. That’s right, the gods smiled down upon me. Divine intervention commandeered a Netflix lackey, forcing her, with all the exaggerated jerks and twitches that come with being overridden by a god, to connect a Mr. James Thomson with a freshly minted Iron Man DVD.

You see, it all comes out in the wash.