Wednesday, April 29, 2009
All Jokes Aside...
-step off little piggy
Oink-sis of Evil
Anyway, I don't buy this whole "EVOLUTION" bull that the "scientists" and "doctors" are pushin'. I think we all know damn well that the pigs are working with the terrorists now, and "Swine Flu" is some biological attack that the pigs and the Muslim's have cooked up in their pig styes, and their caves because they hate our freedom.
FACTS
- Fact: Muslim's don't eat pork, hence their alliance with the pigs!
- Fact: Pigs grow hair on their chiney-chin-chins, so do Muslims!
- Fact: The pigs feel anger and resentment towards us for Canadian Bacon (the movie not the food.)
- Fact: Since the death of Old Major, the Pig's have become very hostile towards humans.
- Fact: The Mythbusters have done nothing but exacerbate Human/Pig relations...
- Pigs have long wanted to be THE white meat.
I think we all know what must be done.
-God Bless America
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Clone Saga
Writing this now its actually pretty ironic, because one of my earliest comics-related memories is hating Superboy. When I was younger I never had much interest in comics, let alone Superman. I mean don't get me wrong, ten-year-old JimmyGlenn was very impressed when the kryptonite ring that came with my Superman action figure made him fall down, but all in all I was too busy being a complete and udder maniac of a child to read comics.
Anyway, my older cousin Greg, whom I idolized, told me Superman died.
Dead?
Superman?
Our Superman?
Did a bad-guy get the ring from the action figure?
Suddenly I was listening.
So Superman died, and Reign of the Supermen began. In RotS, five guys... er... well four guys and one kid were running around claiming to be Superman.
I remember being really put off by Superboy for a number of reasons: he had an earing, a leather jacket, a shitty attitude, and he flipped out when people called him Superboy... (with that last one idk why it bothered me so much but it REALLY did). All in all, I guess I was a ten-year-old superhero purist and Superboy didn't fit the mold of the conventional hero. In any event, I soon found out that he, nor any of the others, were Superman and I went back to not caring.
Eventually, I would get more into comics and Superboy would get his own series. It was then that I began to open up to the idea of Superboy.
In his own series he was a bit of an arrogant dick, which I really liked. I seem to remember, at some point, he attempted to steal Wonder Girl's underwear for Lobo in exchange for lessons on how to be cool (Superman stops hims). However soon that series, and Young Justice (another great series featuring Kon and company) ended.
Soon after Geoff Johns completely reimagined him and a relaunched Teen Titans. That series was a hit, with me at least, and Conner became a cool and even more complex character than he was before. John's establishes a humbled Conner Kent who, after the deaths of Donna Troy and some member of Young Justice (she was some obscure character ripe for the killing), is a bit more serious about his role as Superboy. Also, Conner is a bit more hesitant and unsure of himself. In Johns' series Conner begins living with the Kents, but really struggles with their lifestyle. he begins to find the Teen Titans to be a reprieve from the slow paced Kansas lifestyle. Some of the series highlights for Conner were: discovering his heat vision and other Supermanly powers, finding out his human DNA (he's a 50/50 clone) was Lex Luthors, and rekindling his relationship with Cassie a.k.a. Wonder Girl.
Whether its the brash, cocky, and arrogant leather-jacket-wearing-Kon El, or the later meek, humbled, self conscious Conner, I have found that I really enjoy Superboy's character. One of the major reasons why is, as is the case with Batman and Robin, Conner is his mentor's opposite. Superman is a confident, but humble, natural-born hero and leader. Conner isn't, or at least he lacks the confidence to be that sort of hero and leader. Also Conner isn't a squeaky clean anachronism; he wasn't raised in Kansas by good ole' Ma and Pa Kent, he skips class, makes mistakes, and doesn't command nor seek the respect of his peers.
The fact that he is, or I guess now was, so different from Superman made their relationship that much more rich and interesting to me. There were scenes in Teen Titans where you could see the vast divide that separated them. In the same ways that Dick would never be Bruce, as a reader you knew that Conner would never be Clark. But what was really important was that Conner knew it too. Conner constantly felt the burden of being in Superman's shadow, and I felt that Geoff Johns did a great job of highlighting the effects of such a burden. Being the "son" or "younger brother" of the greatest hero in the DCU is a heavy burden to bear and it was very interesting to see how it affected Superboy's character.
All in all, Superboy was a solid character that I really enjoyed reading. I found out recently, that Conner Kent was killed in Infinite Crisis so that Dick Grayson could live. Geoff Johns was so opposed to Dan Didio's idea to kill off Dick Grayson's that he killed Conner, his favorite character, instead. Truth be told, despite the dact that I just blogged about how much I like him, thats a price I'd pay everyday of the week and twice on Sunday. As much as I liked Conner Kent, I love Dick Grayson so kudos to Geoff Johns for realizing that clones don't have souls and thus they don't matter.
-Up Up and Away.
Monday, April 27, 2009
Keep Playin Those Mind Games
Here's some quick Williams Arithmetic:
-Buh-buh-Bagonia!!!
Friday, April 24, 2009
Weekend Warrior
The Cosmic Calendar's strange energies endowed Dan with super-human strength, speed, and gumption, as well as an encyclopedic memory of dates and time. However, in a cruel twist of fate, Dan's powers only exhibit themselves on the weekends.
And so, from sun-down on Friday until sun-down on Sunday, Dan operates as:
WEEKEND WARRIOR: the Calendar-Man of Steel! The protector of weekends and holidays!
Villains Include:
- Mr. Monday
- Doctor Appointment
- The Workaholic
- Father Longwind
- The Soccer Mom
- Endless Odd-Job
- The Garbage-man
F.Y.I. the drawing was done quickly during my lunch break so.... yeah.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
I Find Your Lack of Faith Disturbing...
"If you happen to live in or around the city of Pittsburgh, you still have until May 3rd to visit the Andy Warhol Museum at catch a glimpse of the Vader Project.
Since it's conception in 2007, the Vader Project has been displayed at various Star WarsThe Vader Project] conventions around the world, but the exhibit at the Warhol marks it's first appearance in a museum setting. So, if you can't make it to Pittsburgh in time, hopefully the project will come to you sometime in the not-too-distant future."
I thought that this was pretty damn cool....Star Trek is doing something similar.ripping off this idea... so I will shamelessly rip this idea off too.To my ones and ones of readers, draw your own JimmyGlenn.
The JimmyGlenn Project starts here!!!
Email all JimmyGlenn's to Jglenn711@gmail.com
Pittsburgh btw is also Bilbo(my dad)'s city of origin.
In any event that's all I have to say....
-THAT'S NOT TRUE! THAT'S IMPOSSIBLE!
Soft, Supple, and Firm About Your Investments
In these tough economic times, everyone dreads going to the bank. No one wants to see their statement, and no one wants to pay bills. But if your bank had:
- tellers that wore attire similar to that of say.... a Hooters waitress?
- checks that had boobs on them?
- monthly statements that included a centerfold?
- a no hassle Titty Bank Credit and Debit Card with ZERO percent interest for the first six months
Now I am not a mathematician, and I am not a banker, but if every man in America were to open a Titty Bank checking account...
I think you can see the scope of my vision.
In any event I normally would recommend a comic I read... you know what? I still will... POW: read War of Kings, its full of cosmic goodness, I promise.
Ok so here's the straight and narrow of it all I am currently working on three to four ideas that I hope to eventually pitch/submit to independent publishers. Here are the key issues I have had thus far with the process:
- Finding time to sit down and write/having time to write when I am really feeling creative. I tend to have ideas/get inspiration at the most random times. In any event this is all on me.
- Working with people. I am a control freak. I know I am, and I worry that if I work with friends I'll piss them off. If I work with strangers I am less concerned with pissing them off, and more concerned with having the right chemistry as far as collaborating goes.
- Keeping focus on one idea. I have had ideas for: comic series, comic strips, blogs, youtube videos, even a pro-wrestling stable... I know I have to sit down and focus on one, but at times its hard not to get wrapped up in the new idea of the day/week.
- Not ripping off someone else's ideas... I was going to name a character Blue Bolt... only to find that Jack Kirby and Joe Simon created a character with that same name way before me.... well great.
Unsung Heroes (That is probably not the title I'll be going with) - In Unsung Heroes, to be a superhero is to be a celebrity. Perez Hilton Blogs about you, the Paparazzi follow you, and the actual hero-ing is often curtailed by consumerism. This story discusses the burdens of great power and great influence. For some of the characters in this potential series, their fame is their most powerful asset.
The main character King is equal parts Jay-Z and Superman. Overtime he has built up Crowne Inc, a branding that sells everything from champagne to kid clothes. For King, the role of businessman is slowly beginning to supersede the role of superhero.
and that's all I have to say about that.
Fallen - is Hellboy and Buffy the Vampire Slayer, meets Burn Notice. The main character Donovan was an angel that fell to Earth in an effort to infiltraite Hell's armies. The series begins with him imprisoned in Hell. He escapes, only to find out that as far as the forces of good are concerned he is a traitor, and Hell wants his head on a pike. The series cast would (thus far) include: Hephaestus, an escape artist, a demon and Donovan. But this is probably the roughest of my current ideas.
This blog is getting pretty long so I'll cut it off here.
Hopefully I will be getting pitches put together for these ideas, and perhaps others, in the next month or so.
Wish me luck.
-and your gone...
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
Bark At The Moon
Monday, April 20, 2009
My Band...
WTF!!!!
Native Americans Beware! With this camera, the photographer can actually steal your soul...
Friday, April 17, 2009
Retro Relics: Furby
FURBY
I had a Furby. I didn't want one, so the poor bastard was really doomed from the start. Grandma bought him on QVC for my birthday I believe. I remember trying to figure out the intricacies of his speech pattern for about thirty seconds, then I quickly got annoyed with his inane babbling and threw him in my closet. Where he very literally sat for years. But that's really par for the course in the history of my Digi-Pets (My Tamagotchi shit everywhere, never evolved and often, I assume, was forced to eat his own digi-doo for sustenance).
The point of Furby, was to teach him English. He was packaged speaking Furbish which may have been Portuguese, Gallic, Dutch, or maybe even Klingon for all I know. Over time, the more you interacted with Furby, the more it would learn real words, and sentences I suppose. To what end I will never know (I never gave poor Furby that chance). I doubt he was capable of complex reasoning or conversation. To me, it seemed like a lot of wasted effort to talk to some piece of shit robot that will only learn how to say 3 to 5 simple sentences.
Furby was a short lived fad, at least from my perspective. I suppose some people might have really devoted time and energy into educating him. From the standpoint of a kid with a short attention span, investing that kind of time seemed to have no major benefits. Furthermore, I remember being very put off off by its stunning resemblance to Gizmo from Gremlins.
Furby followed the same meteoric rise to fame as the Cabbage Patch Doll, the Tickle Me Elmo and the Tamagotchi, but ultimately he was a one trick pony that faded like his forefathers.
I don't think Furby would survive in toy stores too long these days... people would probably claim that he praised Hitler, spoke in Nega-Wiccan, and supported terrorism.
- their silly chang-chang-chong talk!We can't understand you! Go back to yer country! White power!
The Continuing Tales...
Jimmy
i killed a man with the guapo kick in my dream
...it was horrifying
what happens when youre in a grudge match and someone guapo kicks you...like when stone cold put brett in the sharpshooter
Jimmy
lol, well heres the scenario. Lou and I were in Las Vegas. We get outta an elevator, and we are in this roof top club overlooking the strip. We walk up to this guy. Exhange words. Then proceed to beat the ever lovin' shit out of him... he gets away from us...
and I guapo kick him and snap his neck...
haha with great power man
-GUAP! SNAP!
Thursday, April 16, 2009
I wasn't really aware of Pokemon's continued popularity in Japan.
Here, Pokemon, like so many things, was a passing fad that EVERYONE had some experience with. We all:
- had either Charizard, Bulbasaur, or Squirtle.
- Everyone expected Pikachu to be the shit (he wasn't).
- No one likes Metapod.
- And Mew and a some glitched character were the Pokemon equivalent of the Holy Grail and the Ark of the Covenant. (To this day I still hear about the various lengths people went to obtain the coveted 151st Pokemon!)
For me, Pokemon fits between Pogs and Power Rangers in the alphabetical catalog of my youth , chronologically I think the Tamagotchis are it's closest companion-trend.
I am not, and never have been, as obsessed with beating video games to their full potential as most of my friends. In the case of Pokemon: I got the badges, I got a decent amount of shit in my pokedex, I KICKED GARY'S ARROGANT ASS!, and that's where it ended for me... I may have gotten a bike of some sort.
As an aside, I'd like to discuss diglett and dugtrio... This is something that has bothered me since I was a kid. If I am hanging out, and then two friends meet up with me. I am not an entirely new fucking organism! This was the most flawed logic ever!
Charles Darwin you are not!
Ok now that that has passed...
At somepoint Pokemon was a giant amongst men in the realm of consumerism, we had card games, video games, cartoons, happy meals, and actions figures. People went to tournaments (Gabe, at 17, probably kicked one of your little ten-year-old cousin's asses at that time). For the most part, Pokemon's time has passed (unless you are Gabe).
It's cool to hear that Pokemon still is apparently relevant in Japan. The company that produced the Poke-X is slated to make 30 others to be distributed throughout Japan, so I guess kids there still are pretty familiar with the series. I think that's cool. I am glad that that piece of my childhood hasn't completely disappeared. Maybe they will make a new game that will sweep the nation when my kids are around. Who knows...
-Meowth that's right!
A Civil Action...
Grandad you don't need guns. You got moxie! You spit bullets and spew racial slurs!
(p.s. the pitchfork is a nice touch...)
Read the Fine Print up top....
Ok all jokes aside I actually really admire Cyndi Lou Who's message, she was the one juvenile protester that I agreed with. This is the only pic that didn't make me cringe.