October 30, 2003

X

man, i hate school.

so, i decided to post more about the X-men. (spoilers ahead, but most of you don't give a good goddamn)

Chuck Austen seems to be the only sane man writing an X-men book right now. his stories aren't awesome or anything, but they're decent and somewhat compelling (is Nightcrawler a son of Satan!? will the recently-turned-good-guy Juggernaut kill the fish boy's dad 'cause he beats him!? can Northstar continue his streak of finding even gayer costumes!?)

Morrison is crazy. he resurrected Magneto after telling everyone he wouldn't. which is okay, i guess. it was very surprising when he showed up. however, Magneto taking over New York City? and the fact that no one else has noticed? where are the Avengers in all this? the FF, anyone? what the hell?

oh, and he flew Jean and Logan into the sun. i assume the Phoenix Force will save them because i don't think Logan's healing factor is that good.

Claremont's super crazy. did anyone catch his 'God Loves, Man Kills II' storyline? no? good, 'cause it was crap and only served to defile the first super-awesome 'God Loves, Man Kills.'

also, why is Gambit kissing Storm when he can finally touch his lady love Rogue (she lost her powers recently)?

aughh!
...head...in...severe...pain...
...must...destroy...Claremont...

okay, that's it. maybe i'll do another State of the X-Union later, just to geek out for a bit.

now reading: Usagi Yojimbo, Book 3: The Wanderer's Road- Stan Sakai

thecomicman spoke @ 04:16 PM |

October 29, 2003

cigarette boxes

i'm sure you've all noticed how on every cigarette pack there's a Surgeon General's warning about cancer or what have you. it's kind of small and you don't always notice it.

this is impossible in Canadia. the warning takes over the entire back side of the box and it doesn't fuck around. "Cigarettes can kill you." that's what most of them say. this is very different from "Cigarettes may cause emphysema" or "Pregnant women should not smoke." 'may' and 'should' are benign words. plus there is no mention of death. Canadia says that this stick can kill you. there is absolutely no fucking around.

funnier than all of this, Mexico's cigarette boxes have no warnings whatsoever.

in fact, the box art usually features dancing old people who are lifting 300kg weights over their head with one hand.

now reading: The Sun Also Rises- Ernest Hemingway

thecomicman spoke @ 11:07 AM |

October 27, 2003

goddamn son of a bitch!

that is the expletive i nearly bellowed in class upon receiving my Calculus midterm.

i narrowly missed achieving a 50%.

50%!? what the fuck!? dammit, i thought i had this shit down! what the hell happened? i went to every goddamn class! i paid attention! i fucking took notes! i never take notes because i don't need them, but here i took notes! i did all the homework even though it wasn't required. i fucking studied!

goddamn son of a bitch, you stupid asshole cocksucker, i fucking studied!

all this shit that i did didn't fucking matter. all this shit i regularly don't do and i pass everything with at least a 70%.

so again, i ask: what the fuck?

the worst part: i'm positive i did better in the two midterms i was half an hour late for than in this goddamn nonsense.

fucking 50%...

now reading: Samurai (Usagi Yojimbo, Book 2)- Stan Sakai

thecomicman spoke @ 02:08 PM |

hey, it's a post.

i try, i really do. then something else pops up and i have to put it aside. i can't fucking keep up.

there are about five things i should have probably posted about, and then shit gets in the way.

well, i got a bit of time right now, so:

UberCon rocked.
Call of Cthulhu (or however the fuck it's spelled) could be a good game, but the one at the con blew because the GM wasn't very good, and some of the players (not me this time; i was very quiet; ask N. or ET for verification) were some of the most annoying people ever.
Illuminati is a most excellent game and i wish to play it lots.
Munchkin was cool, however, not as cool as my easily excitable woman says.
crazy boat games are crazy boat games.
Hal sucks and i will destroy him in springtime.

Kill Bill rocked.
why?
there were all kinds of Yakuza... oh and that Tarantino guy films a decent movie.

i am a porn-peddler no more!
a British guy got hired to replace me upstairs, and now i work almost exclusively downstairs with the comics.
i don't do register all that much either, so work just got a lot less stressful... and dirty. it's a lot less dirty.

i finally finished FFIX. it was very super-cool. FFX is disappointing the hell out of me. it's got voices, and these voices kinda suck. plus, the story is going nowhere right now, and that is super annoying. and what is this bullshit where i can't buy potions? only weapon stores!? the fuck you say! i will kill you!

...ahem.

i have finished the first part of my novel. Kerry (plus any others who want to do continuity checking) will be getting a copy pretty soon.

my Jets in Madden 2003 are doing tons better than the Jets in real life. i'm seriously considering firing Testaverde, that overthrowing bastard.

okay, that's it.

no, wait. i have purchased my ticket to Singapore-Japan. i will be riding with Sammie in the shotgun seat, ET in the side car (hopefully, we'll playing Mario Kart against each other on our GBAs), and J-Pop bitching in the back seat about his fucking Nordic metal music and how life at NYU sucks.

this'll be a wonderful 24-hour flight.

okay, i'm done.

now reading:

thecomicman spoke @ 11:30 AM |