Treats for a Black Mage?

While this isn’t DIRECTLY comics related, I felt like sharing it with everyone anyway: my Halloween decorations for this year.

Oh, and cake

(it’s two bunt cakes put together, and it’s good)

Good Tidings of Great Joy…

And lo, an Angel of fate did shine upon them, and they did fear.

 

“Fear not, for I bring good tidings of great joy which shall be to all mutantkind.”

 

For unto them, this day, a child is born…

It’s the End of the Worlds as We Know Them (And I Feel Bored)

It’s finally here. DC’s post-52 weekly book Countdown has, as of this week, been replaced by:

But barely anyone gives a damn. Why? Well, because Countdown sucks. But it’s not just Countdown, is it? Whenever you see a comic that ties in to Countdown or Final Crisis, you cringe a little. So let’s take a moment to examine why it is that Countdown and Final Crisis are both massive failures.

Random Review: Who ya gonna call?

For today’s random review, I’ve decided I’ll be writing about one of the 80’s hot properties: the Ghostbusters. For those who don’t know (and really, I couldn’t see why you wouldn’t, if you’re reading this blog) the film Ghostbusters came out in 1984. It was a quirky comedy starring Bill Murray, Dan Aykroyd, Harold Ramis, Rick Moranis (hey, those last two rhymed) and Sigourney Weaver. It was a movie about well… ghost busting. Twenty years later in 2004, 88MPH studios produced a 4 issue series called Ghostbusters: Legion. I happened to get ahold of it, and being a fan of the movies and cartoon (the first one, really), I read it with enthusiasm. It’s actually not a bad read.

Rasterbation!

Things you do yourself are always awesome. Thanks to a little program called rasterbator, you too can take a picture, blow it up, and print out for poster-y goodness. My Optimus poster is 4X5 standard printer pages, and assembled with masking tape. Booyakasha.

Instead of wasting a crapload of ink on colour printouts, the program turns it into a lot of black dots, which saves on ink reserves a ton. Damn cartridge prices. Anyways, have a good evening all.

Sunday First Runs: Better Living Through Chemistry

Well, here is a series which came out several months back but has yet to put out a second issue. I am hoping it will be rectified soon and I’ll get to continue reading this great comic. If, however, that doesn’t happen I would still suggest giving this one a read through.

“The Chemist” is the freshman offering of Jay Boose, a Pixar animator who has thrown his hat into the ring of comics. It’s being published by Image, but to say it’s being released sporadically would be an understatement.

Crisis on Earth-Nerd: The Sliding Timescale.

Welcome to the world of the future, where men are men, women are women, and transistors are the height of technology.

Why, someday, we’ll even invent computers which only take up half a room!

Lame Saturday Comics, Round 1

Well true believers, believe it or not, there are people who don’t read comic books. They get their paneled goodness from a little thing called the newspaper. In my city paper, amid the crappy celebrity gossip columns and vague horoscopes lies the comics page. I hate to rag on artists who do this as their career, but God Damnit, some of these are bad. This is the first in a weekly series of articles I’ll be doing on the just plain awful comics that show up in daily papers. Please forgive the bad scans.

This week: golf ball abuse, and the worst jokes in the world.

Let us not forget

October. It’s a special month. Of course, we all know that there’s Halloween on the 31st, but it’s special for another reason. October is National Domestic Abuse Awareness Month, and I thought that we should take a little time to remember that. I should tell you that domestic abuse is no laughing matter, but I think that we should take a little time out to remember one of its patron saints. Who, you ask? Why, I’m talking about the one and only Hank Pym.

 

The Avatar and the Firelord.

What would Avatar Roku do?

The answer is, of course, be a total badass.