Narrative
Comic Con BOO!
So, I figured I had a little extra money to go ahead and purchase my four day pass to the 2010 San Diego Comic Con today during lunch, only to be dismayed by two developments. The first was the price. If I remember correctly, what will be two years ago (2008) the Con charged... »
On Scott McCloud
I am preparing to for bed. Before the sheep counting though I thought I would browse some of my favorite blogs and journals on the web. It had been a while since I read Scott McCloud’s. Browsing it, I am not disappointed by the man’s discussions and insights. In the business of media, I... »
Down from the mountain
Much like Spider Jerusalem did once, I returned from my retreat into the mountains. Late yesterday afternoon I arrived home after spending four days in Appalachia. I hiked around a bit while there. I did some overly commercialized shopping in this tourist trap town. I ate too much when I did eat. I started... »
Oh the insanity
I am a huge fan of fiction. I like to edit stuff. I have no problem with religion, God, or spirituality on its premise or merits of what its literature suggests to do (mostly). I also consider myself cautiously middle of the road within most political discourse. That said, I do find the Conservative Bible... »
Slacker
Two moons ago my private life conspired against my blog life. I met someone who I fell passionately in like with, and with whom I was spending an incredible amount of time getting to know. This basically consumed all my time beyond work and a few other commitments. And then a new and unexpected... »
About ankle high deep thoughts
You know I must say when I started delving back into comics I did so out of a need to have some creative substance in my life, substance I always found in the pages of monthly comic books and graphic novel collections. I also hoped to perhaps stoke the fires of motivation to either... »
Collecting
My grandparents’ house was built in 1919, the year my grandmother was born. It is a yellow two story with a lime stone foundation on a dead end street, in what is now a run down part of town. It is one of those old, narrow homes with a front door in direct alignment... »
An Ode to comics (but longer than an ode)
In 1999 I quit reading comic books on a regular basis. I just graduated from college. The host of comic book friends I had were all dispersing into various directions with their new lives. My life was a mess and I was in love. My girlfriend and I were moving to Oklahoma so she... »
Today's comic quote
This one is so appropriate for so many of my days. And it is from one of the most touching stand alones of Sandman, a game between Despair/Desire and Dream about the first and only Emperor of America: “His madness… His madness keeps him sane.” “And do you think he is the only one, my sister?” –... »
Quote of the day
A quote that won’t make your sailor of an uncle blush (from Preacher): “Not enough gun.” – Saint of Killers (After getting hit by a nuke) »
so simple
One of the best blogs out there was born out of the simplest ideas. An employee at Boston.com started culling through photos he saw via his job and created these big splash pages of photos centered around a single theme called The Big Picture. The affect is powerful and more than one pictorial has... »
Exciting
Gaiman talking to Talk of the Nation on NPR today at around 2:40 p.m. about the Batman. This is why National Public Radio is so lurved. The actual audiocast can be read after 6 p.m. here. »
Sad ninja
Friend is going to San Diego next week. Didn’t even know there was a San Diego Comi-Con International happening or what it was. Shed little tears. »
Fear and loathing
There are days I just hate it here. »
And stretch
Rubbed sleep from eyes around 7 a.m. Readied for work after a week of vacation. Everyone else recovering from wave of lay-offs/scare with gratitude. The odd man out with Monday-after-vacation-doldrums. Did get introduced to @shortpantspress via #followfriday. Today’s recommendation to be forwarded with great love is dots for eyes. Lurvely stuff. Wish I was just waking... »










