Thursday, March 10, 2011

Deadpool!

Deadpool has been my favorite Marvel character since shortly after his first or second limited series, back when Juggernaut was trying to capture him to fix up Black Tom or something like that. I don't remember how old I was, but in two issues Deadpool had busied himself with
- bitching about how with his face, he couldn't even get served at Taco Bell
- drinking to get over that fact at a shitty bar
- blowing up said bar
- hitting on Siryn. Poorly.
- taunting Juggernaut
- taunting a swordsman
- losing a hand to swordsman, and chalking that up to "[...]showing off for the broad! That was my favorite hand!"
and generally packing in more mayhem and shit-talkery into 30 pages than any other character I'd seen before (or since).

Fast forward a couple years, and I've also been reading the webcomic Dr. Mcninja. Easily the best ongoing thing to get spawned from the somthingawful forums, and with far, far better art and writing than any webcomic deserves.

And now, Chris Hastings is writing Deadpool.

Internet, sometimes you do something to make me forget all the goatse, rickrolling, and facebook bullshit you've done.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

my friends are assholes

i'm actually in a good mood

"I can fix that"

you don't need to do that, i have a tranny that takes care of that for me.

"No, I think this needs to be addressed immediately."

goddammit.

"So, you suck at bass."

this is not news.

"Your fondness for arty girls with fucked up colored hair is well documented"
"You're a wiry guy."

you can shut up any time.

"And now you even have a fake highschool girlfriend. When, exactly, did you decide to be scott pilgrim?"

i am going spend the next week inventing a way to turn rage into a power source, build a car that runs on it, and then i will take my hatemobile and run over your entire family.

"That's what you get for opening your whore mouth."

Sunday, February 27, 2011

thanks oglaf

this is a fairly accurate depiction of my flirting technique when i'm out of chloroform.
brilliant.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

r.i.p. guitar hero

Activision is shutting the doors on the Guitar Hero franchise. This is the least surprising video game announcement I can think of. Guitar Hero, as a 'thing', has been dead in the water since just after the launch of Rock Band. Sure, the sales figures were good for a while, but for comparison:
In the time it took us to get Rock Band 1 and 2 (I am leaving out the Green Day, Beatles, etc expansions and sticking to just main releases) Guitar Hero dropped World Tour, 5, Warriors of Rock, Metallica, Van Halen, and Smash Hits.
Rock Band has 1200+ songs. Guitar Hero has. . . less than that. When Harmonix announced they had 500 downloadable songs, Guitar Hero had fewer than 100 available.
This is a matter of personal preference I know, but I think it's worth mentioning; Rock Band has the superior fake plastic guitars.
Oh, and the quality of the charting and gameplay was noticeably better, again, in my opinion, with Rock Band. The time frame you have to hit the keys is a tiny bit more lax in RB, making the game easier overall. I also felt that the charting was less retarded, there are songs in GH (3, especially) that are only hard because the chord progressions are fucking murder on your fingers, the charting on RB is like that on fewer songs, the hard songs are rarely hard just because the chords were selected to be difficult to transition to and from.

Monday, January 31, 2011

oh look, this is my shocked face

ayn rand is full of shit.
i cannot believe that the founder of a philosophy that it takes all of a half semester of logic, philosophy, psychology, or sociology to tear into shreds would also be forced to live contrary to her own principles to make ends meet.

still waiting on someone to clip ann coulter or rush limbaugh in the knee with a 9mm round to see if it changes their viewpoint on gun control laws.

Thursday, January 27, 2011

this is exactly how ethical i am.

so, i usually pay "money" for cds and music, like a "fucking idiot". that being said, i still use soulseek here and there to check new things out or to grab the one decent song a band managed to cobble together.

soulseek is a pretty substandard tool though, so i'm looking for a new / more efficient way to grab a couple albums.
comments or emails will be much appreciated.

in the event that you're wondering what fuckall horrible nonsense i'm after at the moment, the short list is as follows:
corrosion of conformity - deliverance
straight faced - guilty, broken
i against i - headcleaner
zero down - with a lifetime to pay

i'd feel bad about ripping off punk rock bands, but the only one of those that's still even around in any fashion is c.o.c.

and, as an aside to tarcos, i did find a band i listen to that was formed in the last decade. 'lights out god help me'. so, you know, there's one.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

and i didn't even lose that much blood

so, the set's finally fucking done. after fighting with substandard materials, a lack of proper tools, daily revisions and changes, 90% of the help never showing up, and the space i need to work in being booked more or less solid until just before the show opened, the set has been built, painted, and no longer needs my attention.
shit that made it to the blooper reel:

- dropped a screw and drove a power drill into my finger. thankfully, the bones in my knuckle stopped the bit before it marred the 2x4. bled all over the damn place, managed not to swear in the presence of church folk.

- actually broke that same bit removing a stray screw from some of the random hazardous lumber.

- held temper in check when actor guy showed up to help, started blasting the greatest hits of amy grant and hurting himself on every surface possible. i had not previously seen someone supposedly familiar with power tools injure themself 4 times in 15 minutes with just a drill.

- stepped on exposed 4" screw in 3x6. registered mild annoyance, used claw hammer to remove shoe from board.

- rebuilt half of the platforms, supports, and braces available due to their entirely shitty construction and / or patch jobs done with fucking shoelaces and scotch tape.

now, i am going to spend a couple days recuperating, and by that i mean playing a couple rounds of 'fuck my liver' with mr. miller high life, and then i'm going to have to go back and tear it all down.