| SiP rant |
[Aug. 13th, 2007|03:59 pm] |
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Having read this tale since I was 12, I feel I have a right to an opinion on this series. So thbbpt on you if you don't like 'em.
WHAT THE HELL?!? Did I miss something? PLEASE correct me if I'm wrong, but it seems to me that:
A. Katchoo and David got married.
B. The next thing I know, David and CASEY are going out on a date, and he's waking up in her bed to the smell of bacon, exhausted from an apparent all-nighter of boinking.
Which leads to C.: WHAT. THE. FFUUCCKK?!?!?
I don't give a pooty rats ass how close they all are. That's just sooo stupid if that's what went down. It makes me make little sicky noises inside.
Aw, come on, we don't get to see Katchoo in labor? That's just wrong! :( How epic would that have been? NOT FAIR! :)
So I guess we are to ASSUME that Francine had a girl b/c of the whole Ashley Silver thing? And maybe I don't remember b/c it's been a little while since I've read the final issues, but what's the name of Katchoo's baby?
I was a little upset that Katchoo didn't make good on her promise to Brad that if he ever hurt Francine, there
wouldn't be enough left of him to bury. But ultimately, I am glad Terry didn't allow her to act on that. He ended
the series on LOVE. I can dig that.
Maaaan, that's all we get out of David's sister? Shouldn't she get to know she's an auntie or SOMETHING? Again,
NOT FAIR! :)
Tambi and Casey. Whoooaaa. Didn't see that one coming. Crazy!
Casey Bullocks. What's her REAL name??
Maaaan, I wish Terry woul've given us a scene where Emma gave Chewie another pep talk, this one more on
the congratulatory side. Maybe he did? I missed a couple issues and am waiting to get the last and final
graphic novel. But if he didn't, Maaaan!!
I thought the whole bit w/Katchoo and Francine reuniting was a bit weak. Very emotional, doors getting slammed
in faces, sad, sad, and then a slightly explosive explosion from Francine w/another classic strip, and then
they're back together. I wanted something a LITTLE more involved dialogue-wise. A little more pouring-out-of-
the-heartedness. Like a few PAGES more. It was little slam, bam, thank you ma'am for me. Eh, whattaya
gonna do?
So did Katchoo leave Studio Katchoo to Peter and Jet? What happened with Carolyn?
All in all, I LOVE STRANGERS IN PARADISE!!!
Thank you, Terry Moore for your creation. |
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| LIVEJOURNAL ROCKS! LONG LIVE LIVEJOURNAL!! |
[Mar. 20th, 2007|09:41 pm] |
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This is mucho grande better than MySpace. And that's all I have to say about that.
Well, it's been a while since I've been here. Same as ever. I like.
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| huh. |
[Feb. 19th, 2006|08:32 pm] |
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I just noticed. I've been doing this for one full month now, exactly. I'm glad I like it. |
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| Git 'em! |
[Feb. 19th, 2006|08:13 pm] |
Just finished the latest pzb docbrite entry. Geez, reading back and forth between the pro and con festivities thingy is nuts. For me, it totally embeds the thought that you can please some of the people some of the time, but never all of the people all of the time. I hope she doesn't let it get her too down. I wonder if it would help a teeny-weensy bit to know that the red highlights were much easier to see in the new photos and they looked really nice.
Well, Tobey the Iguana is safely back home in his native New Orleans just in time for Mardi Gras, the lucky duck. Dammit it all to hell and back, I sure wish I could've gone. Maybe next year. |
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| huh. |
[Feb. 16th, 2006|05:48 pm] |
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Well. I finally got the answer to a question I've been wondering about for a long time. pzb docbrite no longer writes about the Missing Mile gang or the adventures of Trevor & Zach anymore because she outgrew them basically. You'll have that I guess. You get older and inevitably your tastes are going to change here and there. You're in a constant flux while forever remaining you.....sure wish she outgrew martini drinking instead. Vampires and comic books are cool and always will be, but mostly comic books. Now that I think about it, I never gave 2 shits for vampires, they had nothing to do with my life except for the fact that I was always around the RPG White Wolf books at the store. Didn't play but a couple of times. Wasn't interested at all. Then I read pzb docbrite's stuff and vampires suddenly became cool. I didn't even care for Anne Rice's stuff. The only other vampire story I can think of now that I thought was also totally bad-ass was Night Flier. "I am," he thought dimly, "watching a vampire take a piss." That whole scene is so funny and so scary and sooo gory all at the same time, it's crazy. I really liked that story. Haven't read it in a while. Now I didn't get all gothy or anything after I read her stuff, I just really liked her writing, and was impressed that something I always thought of as....poserish? and corny? could actually be scary as hell and cool. hee, I remember actually feeling kind of uncomfortable reading it at school, b/c I was already kind of separated and didn't talk very much and people thought I was weird anyway, and here I am, reading a book screaming out the title, LOST SOULS, and on the back, the red type heading reads, Sex, Blood and Rock & Roll. Oh, please keep in mind I went to school growing up in the town/army base Beatle Bailey is based on. I REALLY did not fit in. White, "Christian" prep-necks on one side, mean-ass gangsta wannabes on the other. And ALL the other (4?) asian girls were brains who were on either the cheer leading or dance squad. So my plainclothes wearing, comic book reading, "cat-freak", compulsive hair puller-outer (I was/am, though not as much, constantly running my fingers through my hair and pulling all the loose ones out, like chewing your nails I guess or something, and I'm sure it drove people nuts; drove me nuts) ass didn't have too many acquaintances. But my friends were/are the best I think anyway, so whatever. But anyway, reading this book, I felt like I was just asking for it more, y'know? That's so funny when I think of it now. But yeah, I really liked those books, and wanted to read more so bad, thought more Ghost & Steve and Trevor & Zach stories were inevitable. But no. Haven't read Liquor or Prime yet, tried to order them but the order was canceled due to the crazy postal lady, uh, going postal and all. *ahem* well anyway, gotta go give the iguana a bath before he goes back home to New Orleans tomorrow. Man I want to go so bad. Being broke sucks. Whaddaya gonna do. |
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| Dumb-assity strikes again |
[Feb. 12th, 2006|08:58 pm] |
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OK, I just read the latest pzb docbrite entry, and what the fucking hell. I was flabber-gasted when I read how the editor, the EDITOR of all people!, will strike out a word from a manuscript if felt that it's too unrecognizable and would confuse readers. pzb docbrite said, hello, that's what dict. are for, and I say, hello! That's what books are for period! To learn! Coming across a new word that you don't recognize should be viewed upon as a literary treat for fucks sake! Not taken the fuck out! goddamn! Commonplace words in manuscripts should be highlighted to indicate, maybe you should find a thesaurus and spice it up a bit. And by the way, miasma is a GREAT atmospheric, descriptive word. How do you get a job as an editor? I should be an editor!..........wow. Now that I think about it, that would be a perfect job for me. Hmmm... |
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| Hey, Stephen Colbert... |
[Feb. 12th, 2006|09:51 am] |
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You ROCK!
"I'm not a fan of facts. You see, facts can change, but my opinion will never change, no matter what the facts are." |
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| HA! Seperation of Church & State my ASS! |
[Feb. 11th, 2006|08:42 am] |
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I just finished reading pzb docbrite's friday entry; it was as all her writing is: fascinating, heart-breaking and funny. Oh, and antagonizing, exasperating. Not her, but what she's writing about. Like this entry, she was talking about the closing of St. Augustine and how it confirms for her that basically the big churches don't give a damn for the little churches, all because of money ("they care about lining their pockets") and power ("and pulling rank on anyone who dares argue with their so-called holy mandate"). Hmmm, that sounds a lot to me like someone's bitching about politics, not church. And THAT just confirms MY long-held belief that the people who run the so-called up-right, nicey-nice churches and the people who run honest, law-abiding politics are BOTH rotten and evil that will do anything for a buck and anything for more control, not giving a damn for anyone. Separation of church and state MY ASS! Those...dick-hole wads of fuck-juice afterbirth! or so she once said (sort of?).
Speaking of church...if the Cult of the SubGenius went bankrupt and died, I believe Bob was reincarnated through Stephen Colbert. I was reading an article about him in Newsweek and OH MY GOD, there's this one black & white photo of him that looks like he's striking a pose from Good Luck and Good Night, but in the background of the photo, his face is everywhere, smiling hugely-and he looks JUST LIKE Bob, eerily so. Granted, there are plenty of men that probably resemble Bob, but this doesn't get any better. Anyone who knows what I'm talking about should really check it out, it's hysterical.
Time for work. Oh GOD, I hope the newest SiP is in, but I think it's too soon. Maybe Y the Last Man? |
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| ...and scream some more |
[Feb. 7th, 2006|04:59 pm] |
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I am getting so sick and tired of reading about people getting in touch with and communicating with pzb docbrite, in her journal. I've been trying so hard to do, but to no avail. *sighs despairingly* Maybe it's just as well. I just might drive her crazy with inquiries. Well anyways.
I got a kick out of what she had to say about being a called "a crazy cat person, " although I must add that even though there is a recluse-weirdo-spinster stereotype associated with cats, there is also a very evident sense of something that's sexy and mysterious about our wonderful feline friends. And I don't think there's anything wrong with a combination of the two, either.
OHHHHH! I can't WAIT to read the Mammoth Book of Best New Horror 16. (16 stories? I hope not. Gimme 24, please!)
OK, I guess it's been made known to me that I have a big problem lending too many books out to people, oh, excuse me, I guess I mean force on. I had no idea. I just get excited and I swear I think, "I'll lend it to the person, they'll obligingly read a couple pages and will be so hooked that they'll finish it in 3 days or less, return it and ask for more." Alas, no. I've gotten back so many books after super long periods of time-unread! Only one time did I lend books out and they were never returned (I think) and I've been kicking myself and will be kicking myself for the rest of my life for doing it. White Wolf's Borderlands, books 1, 2, and 4. I've physically searched for those books in New York City, Denver, Houston, San Antonio, Dallas, Jacksonville, and Savannah (of course) to find those books. (Book 3 I kept b/c it was especially special-it was given to me with 3 other books, Prime Evil, which is where I read Night Flier, by S. King I'm pretty sure, and Orange is for Anguish, Blue for Insanity 'cause y'see it's a book of short stories, and Wormwood, another book of short stories, but all by the same author, and Drawing Blood a novel by the writer of Wormwood. Can you imagine being a month past 15 and reading all those at once for the first time? Incredible. The comic book and cartoon reference's were awesome to me in Drawing Blood, what with growing up in a comic book shop and all, and the music was great. It was all so great.) I remember one time I was forcing Drawing Blood and Lost Souls on a friend and the way I finally got him to read them was by making a bet, saying that all he had to do was open the book to any page, ANY RANDOM PAGE, and start reading, and that if he didn't like it in 10 seconds, I would take the book back and leave him alone. It's a good trick, and it worked that time. Some books you can't do that with though. Like for instance, the book/autobiography Papillon by Henri Charriere is, I think, the best book ever, along with...well let's make a list. In order that comes to immediate mind:
1. Papillon Henri Charriere
2. Confederacy of Dunces John Kennedy Toole
3. 2001: Space Odyssey (the WHOLE series) Arthur C. Clarke
4. Circle of Blood/Metamorphosis David Mack
5. Bone Jeff Smith
6. Man's Search for Meaning Victor Frankel
7. Galapagos Kurt Vonnegut
8. The Sandman Neil Gaiman
9. A Man without A Country Kurt Vonnegut
10. The Cat from Hue John Laurence this book is sooooooooooooooooooooooo good.
and everything by Chris Ware is fantabulous by default. I mean, it's just so. I feel that way about K.V too. But anyway, yeah, I don't think you could do the any random page trick with Papillon, but I swear, if you were to read it from start to finish, it would rock your brain.
So excited about dinner. Home made fried chicken night! The avocadoes were great yesterday for the home made guacamole dip. The shrimp were still a little frozen, but we just dipped them in a small dish of water and it was straight. Paul got a recipe off the internet for cheese sauce (for the broccoli tonight) and he's excited about making it. I guess it's supposed to be pretty good. I'm starving!
Can't wait to watch the Shield tonight! I can't believe how good that show is. I actually met C.C.H. Pounder once. She came to my workplace to buy batteries for her digital camera, and after she left, I called Paul to freak out with-and realized that she came back and was standing right behind me. So I pretty much hang up on him and found out that she came back b/c when she went to buy her lunch upstairs, she realized I didn't give her any change-from a 100.00 traveler's check! I had ran it through like a regular check, and had to get the manager to go back in the computer and fix it, oh my god, I wanted to die, die, die. But yeah, that show is great.
Well, I'm going to do some house cleaning. |
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| phew! |
[Feb. 6th, 2006|08:24 pm] |
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Damn, my cat has some bad breath. Oh well. Saw the final three episodes to Samurai Champloo, and of course they was great. Next anime to watch is Wolf's Rain. I've started reading Cell, the newest S. King novel, and it's pretty interesting so far. The action starts almost immediately; wish I had that paper weight. I hate cell phones. Good idea and all, but totally, TOTALLY abused.
Dinner for the next few nights is going to be awesome. Tonight, we're having simple (but delicious) fare, home made guacamole w/salsa and diced jalepenos mixed in, and a ring of cocktail shrimp and sauce and chips to dip with, and blocks of cheddar and pepperoni slices topped on ritz crackers, oh! and slices of salami rolled with cream cheese. Sometimes we have spiced vegetable to eat with all this, but not tonight. It's a smorsgasbord of finger junk food. We're going to eat it tonight while watching the Constant Gardener. We watched the original Dawn of Dead for the first time last night, and I fell asleep if you can believe it (falling asleep during a zombie movie!). It was pretty scary sometimes. The hare krishna zombie was definitely the creepiest. Anyway, tomorrow night we're eating home made fried chicken w/ mashed potatoes and gravy and broccoli and cheese, and the night after, burritos. Got next friday off so we can take care of Paul's parents pets while they go to New Orleans. I want to go SOOOO bad. The family is celebrating Christmas since they couldn't have one before. But now the house is done, Toby the Iguana is ready to go home, and it's Christmas time! Yeah, I really want to go, but oh well. Next month is NIN IN SC!!! HIP-HIP-HOORAY! |
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| so sad! |
[Feb. 4th, 2006|09:45 pm] |
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I just read that Grandpa Al Lewis died. :( He always seemed like the nicest man to me. He was 95. |
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| btfuckingw |
[Feb. 1st, 2006|05:46 pm] |
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Ben Franklin said that if a person is willing to give up their Liberty in exchange for Security, they deserve FUCKING NEITHER. And Thomas Jefferson said that America should have a revolution every 200 yrs or so, to specifically prevent, uh, the SHIT that's going on right now, a bunch of jack legs in positions of power trying to turn America into a dictatorship. Sheehan was arrrested for WHAT?!?!?!?!?!? And what's the deal with some other lady was threatened with incarceration for wearing a t-shirt that said SUPPORT OUR TROOPS? the mind reels......................................................................... |
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| "stewards of the earth" |
[Feb. 1st, 2006|05:11 pm] |
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I wish people didn't feel like humans are supposed to "accomplish" something. What's wrong with just appreciating life and leave it at that? I use to sadly sigh and wish that I lived in Neverland or in the Neverending Story, some magical fantasy place. And lately I've realized I DO-it's just been covered over with money and careers and cars. I wish people did nothing but travel the world, follow stories, "if you go here, you'll see this, if you go there, you'll eat that, and that place has the best music, and that place supposedly has some fantastic hidden treasure, but there's lions everywhere," y'know? I mean, this planet is SO INCREDIBLE...and it's WASTED. It drives me INSANE that the only thing people need to do to have everything they want (food, water, shelter) is NOTHING. People don't have to do anything. The earth provides for itself. There's no reason to toil and sweat and break your backs-just LIVE LIFE. Instead of writing for money, people could write for the sheer joy of sharing a new story. Instead of waking up early so you can rush to beat traffic to go to work, you can wake up when you wake up and, jesus god, do whatever the fuck you want. Check out that big sky in Montana. So what if you're in Georgia. Walking there would be just one big experience in life, and who doesn't agree that experience is the best teacher? And on the way there...well, who knows what adventures you'd have. You might not even get to Montana because you decide to check out the Grand Canyon with some other traveling buddies instead.
I felt very "damn right! hell yeah!" when I heard New Orleans was going through with the festivities, and felt very "what the hell? screw you!" when I found out that apparently a lot of people actually have a problem with that. I can only pull the Sour Grapes Card with that one. Or maybe just old-fashioned dumbassity? I feel like New Orleans having a celebration is the equivalent of King Kong on the e.s.b. pounding his chest, roaring "Fuck you for thinking you can keep me down!" Hopefully though, Bush and his bi-planes will stay away.
Fucking hell, Trent Reznor is a lyrical genius. He explains the entire state of existence in America in the song, Everyday is Exactly the Same. I used to hate that song b/c I misunderstood the content, then one day I REALLY listened, and was blown away. I felt very sad and bitter, but was blown away nonetheless.
I had a really shitty day yesterday, and am going to go now. I just wanted to post b/c I hadn't in a while. Hopefully watching Samurai Champloo will raise my spirits. |
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| consumer responsibilty |
[Jan. 26th, 2006|06:10 pm] |
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I just read online that most aggression experienced in the work place is not between co-workers, but between employee and customer, and as an employee for a bookstore for the Savannah College of Art & Design, I completely agree. Having snotty, elitist cunts treat you like dog-shit b/c YOU'RE not a snotty elitist fuck sucks, sucks, sucks. I want so BADLY to say to these people, "What happened? Did they fuck up on the assembly line and ram your silver spoon up your ass by mistake?" I love it when they come in looking for a textbook, and when they ask you to help them find it, they don't know the title, the author, which class they need it for, or who their professor is...and that's YOUR fault, not theirs. I think the part that really bites my turkey is that they're almost all retarded to boot. I couldn't even begin to guess how many times a student will come in to sell a book they don't want, and say, "My stupid professor told me this book was required reading, and we didn't even open it once; what a moron." And I'm like, hmmm, you or your parents are paying $100,000.00 per year for you to go this school (if you're a full time student), you spent almost $100.00 on a textbook your prof. said was REQUIRED READING FOR THE COURSE YOU'RE TAKING...and you, as a COLLEGE STUDENT needs someone to take you by your little hand and say, "ok, read pages 8 through 12 in chapter 1 tonight dearie,"? How about, you're a COLLEGE STUDENT who's paying an assload of money on school and books...why not take some initiative, open the book, and read it your damn self?!? You're going to school, your teacher told you it's required...SO READ IT! But no. Guess someone needs to upgrade the Freshman First Year Adjustment Seminar.
Well, Broken Flowers was a little disappointing, but only b/c the last half hour or so was SOOOOOOO depressing. As everyone probably already knows, it's about a man getting a letter from an old flame telling him he has a son, but it isn't signed and there's no return address, so he goes around looking up the different women from his youth, after a pushy friend arranges EVERYTHING, flights and stuff. While preparing all this though, the pushy friend discovers that one of the women died. The part is very minor, and Bill Murray is just kind of like, damn...I really liked her, and that's it, movie moves on. But you see, he goes to see her anyway, takes flowers to her grave, and let me tell you, that was one of the saddest things I've ever had to sit through movie-wise, and I just recently saw King Kong (depressing!). The only reason it's so sad though is b/c J. Jarmusch is always cool about letting the scene tell itself, and not allowing sappy violin music to tell you how to feel, a lesson S. Speilberg would do well to learn (the violins! what about the violins!). The ending initially left me irritated ("that's it?!") but after awhile, I figured that it was just J. Jarmusch's way of letting you use your imagination, and end it the way you want, b/c it could go SO many different ways. I like to imagine that the kid runs off, and after awhile, his search proves successful, and they get to remeet each other, and have a good laugh at the same time. It just sucks though, b/c the other way it could go is...well, just too damn depressing.
OK, so who else thinks Anne should've conjured a giant fire ball to blast the bi-planes out the sky, after which King Kong sprouts wings and they fly to Skull Island to live happily ever after? eh?eh? I like.
WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THIS PLACE???!!!???
A woman in Orlando, FL checked into a hospital to give birth, and checked out with no arms or legs b/c the doctors amputated them in her sleep AND WON'T TELL HER WHY, SAID THAT IF SHE WANTS TO KNOW, SHE HAS TO SUE THEM FIRST. WHAT.....THE......FUCK! Woman can't even hold her baby now, let alone take care of it, or herself. It's like what Kurt Vonnegut said in Blue Beard, one of these days, all the beautiful things in this world, music, art, literature, are going to rise up and say, "this place is just too shitty for us, and no one really, truley appreciates us anyway, so bye-bye!" wish I could go with them. this place gets uglier and uglier.
docbrite, you finished the new King novel, and now you feel you have nothing left to look forward to? yeesh! I wonder if you'd like SiP....
Speaking of which: BOO-HOO-HOO! I just read issue 78/79? and found out that *GASP* the series is coming to an end! It's over at issue 90, folks! Kiss Francine and Katchoo good-bye! And I SWEAR he's going to kill David. That's going to HUURRT! When I found out the series was drawing to close, my heart stopped. It ends at issue #90?!? If he had stated that it would over at issue 120, I would've been in tears, but 90?! I felt like it was already over. It was a surreal moment to sit back and review our history (herstory? :) ) together: me sneaking issues into copies of Uncanny X-Men (I read those too though) to read in the bathroom (my parents opened a comic book store when I was 5) at 12 years old, and feeling an instant connection, INSTANT connection. I remember it was a High School story, the one where Katchoo reads This Mask I Wear. I remember it was the day before or the day after that I discovered David Mack's Kabuki, another comic I had to sneak. I was in ecstasy: 2 bad-ass comics discovered, back-to-back! I was already reading the Maxx, (ANOTHER comic I had to sneak) and I was obsessed, and still am to this day. The Maxx, Kabuki and SiP, the only comics of my youth that didn't go to pot. X-Men sucks so bad, well, except maybe the Astonishing X-Men, I enjoyed that, it leaves me heart-broken. Why can't there still be great writing and even greater stories? The Asgardian Wars, the Dark Phoenix saga, X-Tinction Agenda, Kitty Pryde and Wolverine, Excalibur's Cross-Time Caper or whatever it was called, the whole thing when the the world thought the X-Men died when they were really holed up in Australia and the introduction of Jubilee! The Morlock Marauder Massacre, oh GOD, I could go on and on. But not anymore. Now it all sucks. And SiP is leaving!! The Maxx ended years ago! BUT!........David Mack recently resumed the Kabuki storyline, and even though I'm DYING to read it as it comes out, I'm going to wait for it to come out in graphic novel form, and read it all in one orgasmic sitting.
Well, my sister just showed up from ATL and the grinch man is on his way, so I bid you adieu. |
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| whoa! |
[Jan. 25th, 2006|07:12 pm] |
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Astronomers found "a new earth-like planet)! |
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| Bits & Pieces of This & That |
[Jan. 25th, 2006|07:07 pm] |
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Every time I sit down to type, I think, "I should really be writing this in my journal," or "no, don't type that." NOW...FUCK IT! I WILL TYPE WHATEVER, WHENEVER.
Well, first off, a friendly nod to docbrite/pzb; if it wasn't for her existence, and the fact that she uses this livejournal thingy, I might never have discovered it; for the longest time, I didn't even know that's what I was reading, I thought it was just another part of her website. But anyway. I loved reading about how she discovered that martinis are faggy affairs nowadays and are no longer a symbol of swinger, charismatic cool. I was very relieved when I found out how appalled she was by what it turned into, because the whole time I was reading it, I'm going, "Aw, man! She dicks around with all that faggy shit?" La-tee-da.
A thought I had about whether or not she should make "narrative intrusions". I think it's a pretty neat writing trick-if it's not overdone. I have NO idea how Tom Robbins goes about doing it (never read his stuff, never will) but who came to MY mind was one of THE most bestest of the absolute bestest comic book writers EVER, Gilbert Hernandez. It's at the veeeeeeeeery beginning of one the greatest stories ever put to page, PALOMAR, THE HEARTBREAK SOUP STORIES, (anyone who has actually READ this and doesn't agree is a sad, sad soul...anyone who hasn't read it at ALL...should) when local townspeople in a bar are (jokingly) praising the adept, skillfull way Tipin'Tipin' sweeps women off their feet, "But of course, we know the real story, don't we? Tipin'Tipin' is but a liar, a loser and a lamer all squished into one sad excuse for a man...tsk, tsk. Ah, a harsh evaluation to be sure. True, most of the folks in the small town of Palomar shared this opinion, but how accurate a judgement was it? After all, the Zomba incident was only his 87th rejection from a woman he was in love with...Well! As raconteur of this unfolding missive, I feel it is my duty to offer a less critical view...The fact was, Tipin'Tipin' was indeed a great lover. It was just that nobody ever loved him back...An old story, but a perennial one..." And that was the only time a "narrative intrusion" came to pass. And you know, it was really fun and neat reading it. It made you feel like HE was talking to YOU! and letting you in on a little somethin' somethin', and since it was only that one time, it made it all the more neater. So I say, go for it! but only if you do it once in the book.
I loved the description typed of how the cat sounded galloping through the room: "ta-dump, ta-dump." PERFECT! My cats like to race around now and then, and their feet on the hardwood floor makes a noise that makes me laugh, it just SOUNDS like fun. And that's exactly how it sounds: ta-dump! ta-dump! ta-dump! I love you, doc! OMG! I almost had a heart attack and broke into tears, like, three times because of this woman. The first time was when I read what she considered her most precious saves from the damnable flood, and that one of them, the very first item listed if I'm not mistaken, was her SIGNED COPY of A Confederacy of Dunces. I read that book for the first time 3 years ago, and have been frothing at the mouth, eyes, ass, you name it, to get someone else to read and relish in the masterful, genius of it-TO NO AVAIL! And THEN, here she is. Of COURSE it would be you. Of COURSE. Then I find out that there are all kinds of books you can purchase regarding JKT, biographies and stuff, and that was the 2nd time I was in tears. I know it's silly of me to assume, but I very strongly feel that if it wasn't for her loving the book too, and talking about it here and there, I would never have found out about the other available books. SO, THANK YOU, POPPY Z. BRITE! THANK YOU!!
A strange story that I'll share here, since it's sort of content-related. I've been reading the Forgotten Realms, War of the Spider Queen series, and my boyfriend has as well. At one point in time, I finish Book 2 or 3, and pass it off to my boyfriend. He's reading it, everything's normal. One day, after being more than halfway through with it, he picks it up to read, and he hears a *ting*. A token had fallen out of the book, a silver token, with a mother-fucking black widow spider carved into the face of it. Now these books, the War of the Spider Queen, is about the abrupt and (to the underdark elven, female drow priestesses) terrifying disappearance of Lloth, goddess of chaos, and all the hell that results from it. So for this token to fall out of the book (AFTER I read it, and AFTER Paul is more than halfway through with it) is really weird in and of itself. But the fact that the token had a black widow carved into it, and it fell out of THAT book, makes it certifiably bizarre. Right up there with the spawning of the JKT toenail clippers. Life is so weird. Paul went to New Orleans to help out INTERJECTION! I just found out my neighbors doggy died!! THAT SUCKS! He was a stray that we found, literally, hanging off a porch, about to choke to death, and my neighbor took him in to have a buddy for her dog, Marley. (WE wanted to keep him very much, even me, the non-dog person, but the cats swore to never talk to us again) We were SO happy when she took him, and Marley and the late Woody were pals, pals, pals. There was stuff being given away for free at work, left over from Annual Gift Exchange Day, (aka "Christmas") and we took stuffed snowmen to give to the dogs. He was hit by a car. ANOTHER REASON WHY CARS SUCK: THE RESULTING ROADKILL. I HATE how seeing an animal dead on the side of the road b/c of a car is totally commonplace and accepted, and that the only people who are ever truly disturbed by it are brand new kids that haven't quite learned yet that the world they were born into isn't nice or helpful. Fuck a duck. *sigh* Well anyway, yeah, Paul went to New Orleans for a little bit to help his family clean out their house, (this is another "life is weird" story) and while I was home alone one day, I decided to do something I hadn't done in FOREVER: iron. I get everything all situated, reach out to grab the iron, and it burned me! I touch it again, and yeah, it's hot and ready to go! And I hadn't plugged it in yet! I figured that the only thing I could do to keep from losing it was to just plug the fucker in anyway and iron. And I did. And that was that. Paul's mother is from New Orleans, and a lot of his family got pretty fucked up by the hurricane, their home and stuff. He went there for a little while to help them tear down sheet rock and rip out the carpets, and throw away every thing they ever owned from their entire lives. I had to stay at home, but he told me how despairingly horrifying everything was, the ever-present vomit-inducing stench, the constant roar of chainsaws biting apart homes on top of homes in the middle of the neighborhood streets, and the great soul upset of throwing away people's lives, and the lives of your families no less. He said he was drunk every night and not happy, and grateful that I wasn't there. We were supposed to go in early Feb., the 8th I'm pretty sure, to return Toby the iguana to his aunt and uncle that we've been watching since early Sept., but we can't afford it (CURSES!!CURSES!!!CURSES!!!!!) and instead, his mom is taking it with her when she goes....sometime mid Feb.
Got the Muppet Show on NetFlix, and it's a great as it always was. Gonna watch Broken Flowers tonight, (go Bill Murray! and aside from Ghost Dog and Cig. & Coffee ((do NOT get me started on that movie!)), I really enjoy Jim Jarmusch) and next is...Oh my god..I can't believe it...SAMURAI CHAMPLOO VOL. 6!!! FUCKING HOO-RAY!!! and after that...VOL 7!! GOD, I love that cartoon! The fact that it's an anime even kind of makes it cooler b/c I used to HATE anime w/ a passion, but then I saw CowBoy BeBop, and it was on like donkey kong....sort of. I didn't like Trigun or Akira, but to tell you the truth, I think I might like them now. I shouldn't even count Akira really b/c when I saw it, that was it. I saw it. The volume was muted and techno music was playing and I was very much out of my element, but that's another story, and might be told another time. But anyway, yeah, good anime, no one who's seen it can deny FLCL. I mean, they can of course, but I love it. I really like that Avatar cartoon, but I haven't seen very much of it, sadly. Movie time. |
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