Posts tagged Worst Hobby or Worstest Hobby?
Posts tagged Worst Hobby or Worstest Hobby?
Golden Age superheroine Mother Hubbard.
Batgirl fan art
I did my own redesign. As you see, I dropped all the stupid superhero shit and replaced it with Prada. And rather than her be some rando off the WB street, I made her Valentina.
See. It’s better.
A Thing I Get Annoyed About Myself For Doing, Episode 12 Billion and Four: There’s been all these announcements in the Nerdy-Nerd World about ladies becoming the Thor or there being a black Captain America or whatever. And I do this thing in my head that I find really annoying when I catch myself doing it of… When This or That gets announced, I imagine that there are Other People in the World who I don’t know and can’t see and will never meet, but that in my head I imagine are quite cross about the various goings-ons. Ooooh they’re very upset, these hypothetical people who I imagine are very likely to exist! And I’m, like… happy about that because I don’t like those people who I have made up in my mind (or I imagine I wouldn’t like them even though I have liked all sorts of people who I don’t agree with on stuff, throughout my life)…?
And when it’s race or lady stuff, like with this week, I may not even be wrong— I could probably find some sum certain of these people if I, like, lifted up a rock in some dark place where I know things grow under rocks or if I got a twitter account, if that’s how I lived my life. But having not done that, having them exist in a purely hypothetical Schrodinger’s Cat kind of existence in my mind, it’s just… It just puts me in an obnoxious place where I’m in my head judging people who I myself have created for the purpose of judging them…? If I had dice, I could at least tell myself I’m playing some kinda rad one-man Dungeons & Dragons game, but I got no dice!
It’s not just nerdy stuff. I do this every week after I watch John Oliver’s show (which I love)— I get this smug feeling of “Oh, well I bet there were people who didn’t know about that subject" or with the income inequality one especially, like "Oh I bet he’s certainly upset some people who deserve it, goshdarnit"… Which… What? Who do I think subscribes to HBO??? What kind of unwashed yokels do I think are watching that show besides me? People watching HBO news-oriented comedies are probably a bunch of people with opinions on the best way to eat wine and cheese- people more sophisticated than me who understand what the deal is with chartecuriess at restaurants. I don’t know what the hell chartecuries are or how I’m supposed to order on that part of a menu— I always get really confused and feel lost as a person when I see those on menus at restaurants. (I could just ask a waiter but I don’t know— I’ve just never done that— too much pride— restaurant pride…?). But, yeah, everybody else who has HBO and watches John Oliver is probably way better than me at being a person. Who am I making up in my head???
(Except the people who watch True Blood. Because come on...)
Hm. Darker thematically than I was expecting, the Seconds. The stuff around the stuff, at least— past the surface. I’d gotten a very off impression of what it was like from the early stuff I’d seen written about it— the stuff I’d seen, I’d somehow gotten the impression that it’d be like, like, a light fun fantasy-romp…? Which— I think is definitely not how I received it, but…
(One especially weird interview asks him about his interest in fashion and his “research on the restaurant industry” and page layouts, before bothering to mention in the very last question that it might be about anything— at least having read the book now that interview just seems tip-to-toe crazy bananas…)
I’m on a nice little run lately with this, Beautiful Darkness, Weapons of Mass Diplomacy, and I had an okay time with that Sophie Yanow War of Streets & Houses (a little outside my usual wheelhouse). I’m on a little streak. Right now, I’d say Beautiful Darkness over everything, but…
Marvel sent people onto the show The View to announce some comic made by guys…?
“She created herself, she was saved by Thor and she came down to earth, followed him and made herself look like Thor and now she’s taking over,” View co-host Jenny McCarthy explained.
There’s a very memorable hamburger in Seconds that is illustrated so lovingly, that you know something has to go wrong. You can’t love a food object that much without something going terribly wrong.
Yeah, exactly. When I read Seconds back after I got it printed, I was like, “Oh, this is another adult problem.” Like, being unable to enjoy food because you feel bad after eating it. Before and after, you feel bad. It’s like: guilt and then intestinal distress.
Hi, I did a very long interview with Bryan Lee O’Malley. It was VERY COOL and FUN and I hope you read it!!
(Speaking of Art Trades) Jamie Hewlett Fireball Page from Deadline
I didn’t know that Marvel had a “Create Your Own Superhero" page on their website. Years have been wasted that I could have spent living my best life. This is probably what the guy who made up Dilbert feels like all the time.
EDITED TO ADD: Here is NAMBLARr.
Bad Idea Dept.: Thought this would be a nice book to look at tonight in bed before going to sleep— but hol-ee shit. It’s not really a “let’s curl up with a relaxing read before getting a good night’s sleep" book, whatever else you want to say about it. It’s not exactly a cup of warm milk. Goddamn… I’d really liked the Kerascoet Miss Don’t Touch Me books (these sort of murder mysteries set in an old-timey French whorehouse) but boy, this is really a meaner thing. Not just the stuff they show but all the violence that’s implied. Boy… Trigger warnings, basically… All of the trigger warnings…
Joe describes it as “Josh Simmons scripting a Studio Ghibli film… a black metal rendition of The Borrowers… High-toned entertainment for people whose idea of entertainment is upsetting depictions of ruined dreams peppered with gore and decay.”
First off go to hell. Second it was not consensual, Sam was black out drunk, third, she was his best friends adopted daughter. Consensus is, fuck you, and fuck Rick Remender.
Reblogging this just because I like “Consensus is, fuck you” a lot. I want to hear that phrase more in my life. Do people that say a lot, the young people? I’m into that— “Consensus is, fuck you” should be all of our summer jams 2014. I’m about that life…? (Did I use that expression right? Pretty excited to give that expression a shot. I like “I’m about that life” too, but I feel like it sounds wrong coming from me). Consensus is, fuck you… haha… yeah…Let’s do that more…
I’m just sitting here reading up more on the Remender-statutory-rape contretemps over my lunch break and came across this. Trying to get my head around why people were upset (which people don’t really want to understand much as I guess it gets in the way of their whole “hysterical women on the internet loves to get angry for no reason and it’s up to the brave men who work in comics to calm them down" narrative. All I know is if the Usual Suspects are all high-fiving how they’ve got something nailed, something usually smells in Philadelphia. "Your echo chamber is wrong, according to my echo chamber"— real No Win territory).
Anyways: the logic is, uh, a little more interesting than it’s been given credit for— not how my mind works necessarily as a basically shitty gentleman, but if I understand the complaint, it’s not that they’re ignoring a panel where the girl says she’s 23. Instead, they’re arguing that panel was thrown in last-minute-ish in order to make a queasy scene “okay”— as a balm to make a scene of a guy having sex with an underage girl more palatable than it would be otherwise. Like, “that character who was underage this whole time who you our Gross Reader got to fantasize about— well, now she’s Fair Play!" I kind of get the logic. And I guess there’s an objection that either way, you’re still watching a guy have sex with a girl who was raised by his best friend since she was a little kid (?) which… I guess is frowned upon (though also the premise of all the best parts of that movie Blame it on Rio— that was on HBO a lot when I was a kid; fond memories). The Comics Reporter’s reaction seems closer to where I’m probably going to end up (“the argument would be the equivalent of saying that all of those television soap opera kid characters that go away to school for a couple of years and come back 19 years old and gorgeous are being raped, too”), but it’s interesting to at least understand. Maybe there’s more to it that I haven’t picked up on yet though— it seems like there’s a lot of “This made me feel unwelcome" and stuff about Remender’s overall history wrapped into this that makes it all harder to understand, just being pretty divorced from that world. I don’t know. I just always get uneasy seeing people lecture fans, on account of my whole no-respect-for-anyone platform…
But more importantly— I just really genuinely like “consensus is, fuck you.” I just want to celebrate that. I really do. A phrase like that and if you google search it? Only 21 results. On the whole internet, 21 results. That is a crime greater than any Rick Remender can ever imagine…
I just spent 5 minutes getting to the very bottom of the “did Captain-America-superfans mistake a scene of Falcon from the Captain America comics having wine-drunk sex with a supervillain’s daughter with full-on statutory rape because she was raised in an alternate-time-thingy where time moved faster than on normal Earth time and it was confusing how she could be 23 since she started the run as a pre-pubescent girl" controversy. I understand all of the angles. I’m hip to all the details. I’m like Keanu Reeves at the end of the Matrix. 3. I’m like Keanu Reeves at the end of the Matrix 3— I’m matrix-revolving in my office chair and yelling "take that, computers" (which is how I remember that movie ending). This is what mystics would refer to as Enlightenment. I’m reminded of a zen koan:
THE STUDENT Tokusan used to come to the master Ryutan in the evenings to talk and to listen. One night it was very late before he was finished asking questions.
"Why don’t you go to bed?" asked Ryutan.
Tokusan bowed, and lifted the screen to go out. “The hall is very dark,” he said.
"Here, take this candle," said Ryutan, lighting one for the student.
Tokusan reached out his hand, and took the candle.
Ryutan leaned forward, and blew it out.
Here— are we the student or the mentor? No. We are the candle! Enlightenment! Weeeeee….