Catching up on this show Playing House, after all the talk on tumblr— a lot of people I trust sure got behind this one. It’s a nice show. I get the attraction— feels very inspired by Gilmore Girls (that whole small town thing is a really soothing premise for a show),but jokes by a more UCB crowd, weirder jokes. Plus, the guest actors are never anything less than top-notch. Plus plus, Bobby Moynihan does a sexy dance in one episode, so let’s not pretend, you and I, that’s what we’re all about. We’re all just people.
Mostly, I just like this opening credits song though. That’s usually a good sign for if I’m going to like a comedy show, if the opening credit song is good…? I think that’s normal!
Musician and horror flick connoisseur Rob Zombie teamed up with The Walking Dead co-creator Tony Moore to create a bloody, animated short meant to walk players up to the start of Assassin’s Creed…
I just find how they animate Tony Moore’s style pretty interesting, at least how I think they’re doing it. It’s not really my world so I don’t know how common this kind of thing is, though.
Reading all the announcements for new comics coming out of Comicon (and/or clicking refresh to find out if this is the year gun violence has finally and inevitably erupted, or some crazy weirdo runs through the crowd with a Lord of the Rings sword, cutting down dweebs like they were so much wheat; however you want to phrase it). Besides the delight involved with the heavily promoted comic about the black superhero being named FEAR HIM, besides that, sometimes I feel a little— I don’t know if jealousy is the right word…? Or maybe it is.
I guess I’m jealous of the being able to do stuff with a straight face part…? Basically how I see it going in my head, is if I ever tried to make some comic or cartoon or whatever, that’s all like, “Hey, guys, it’s the year 2098, on the Planet Squeeswag and there’s an elf on a big motorcycle, and—"…? I just imagine someone immediately jumping up and yelling, "It’s not the year 2098— you’re a sad man who never gets out of his pajamas on his weekend, falls asleep on his couch regularly because he’s too lazy to walk over to his bed, and sometimes has problems sleeping because he’s lying awake worrying about whether he needs to have his testosterone levels checked. Nice try, jag-off." And that someone’s name? Former Secretary of State Madeleine Albright. And we’re both buck-naked.
I’m not jealous about the rest of it, the actually making something about Planet Squeeswag because I don’t have any ideas about Planet Squeeswag usually, or what life’s like there, in the summer— that’s not the stuff I just usually make when left alone to my own devices, at least. I’m just jealous of that sort of, like— I just imagine it takes a self-confidence I just don’t think I’m ever going to have to say “I really think I’ve got important things to say about werewolf dick-magicians" out loud or whatever. I guess I’m just kinda jealous that I don’t have that, like, gear to even have those kinds of ideas. I wouldn’t even know how to get to the place where I did have that gear, what kind of hemophiliac-slash-Rocky-in-the-tundra workout routine I’d have to do to get there. I’m not decrying it— like, it’s obviously a very popular skill to have! People seem really excited by that stuff, and hey, great. I mean, it’s a little weird they made a whole documentary of Image creators yelling Freedom like they were extras in Braveheart, before announcing sci-fi/fantasy comics. But excitement’s good for everybody, I suppose, and I’m not trying to be all “I just got to be Phe Phe" about it. Like I’m legitimately and sincerely jealous of the confidence that must take.
I don’t have that. I don’t even know if it’d be nice to have that kind of confidence— with that kind of confidence, maybe I’d drive like all crazy, or wear shorts a lot, or try to fist-fight the local teenagers at the mall food court, or do things that it’s probably just as well I don’t do. Maybe it’d be unhealthy for me, that kind of confidence. But the heart wants what the heart wants, I guess.
Video is a very-NSFW commercial for a bath cream from Thailand.
Went looking to see if anyone was talking about something relating to comic books on twitter; found these tweets instead. So yeah, I’d say so far my favorite news from Comicon so far is whatever the heck this is. ”Why was my business competitor not sufficiently respectful towards me? Why can’t comics just be creator-enjoyed?" Also: who taught comic book people the word "diatribe" and can someone go back in a time machine and slap them in the face, with the back of their hand? Not me— I’m too weak; I literally got a bad cramp hugging someone the other day. I yelled out in pain because of the physical exertion caused by hugging. I’m falling apart both physically and emotionally. But someone else. Time Machine Ownership a plus.
DARK HORSE PUSHES 12 CREATOR-OWNED SERIES FOR SDCC, INCLUDING ‘FIGHT CLUB 2′, ‘LADY KILLER’, AND ‘HELLBOY AND THE B.P.R.D.’
By Andrew Wheeler
Over the last twelve days, Dark Horse has thrown a spotlight on twelve new creator-owned titles that they plan to promote at this year’s San Diego Comic-Con. The series include the Fight Club sequel from Chuck Palahniuk and Cameron Stewart
How much of the Fight Club sequel is Cameron Stewart going to own?
Got curious about that free program Blender— it’s a free 3-d modeling program that the young people like, thanks to it being free I guess. So I followed along paint by numbers-style on a Blender tutorial and made a CGI teddy bear…? Blender fun-fact: I didn’t know that CGI programs come with “comb” tools in case you want to comb your CGI teddy bear’s hair…? That was … that was unexpected. So. Did I spend a whole evening as a grown adult man combing a teddy bear’s hair? I guess, technically. Yes. If you want to put it that way. But… I did it using computers and technology and science, so that’s … better somehow…?