Wow, we’re really packin’ the references in. I know that this only limits the number of people who could be part of our fanbase, but these three should be pretty easy to get; Bleach, Evangelion (times two, actually), and Death Note should be easier memes to spot than that striped-capped, cane-wielding pathological rapist (why else would everyone want to look for him?) in any Where’s Waldo book. On that note, having watched Caldwell’s lengthy process from idea to finished comic, I have to question the sanity of whoever illustrates Where’s Waldo. I haven’t seen one in quite a while, so he’s likely either involuntarily institutionalized for schizophrenia or just plain dead. I just don’t see how one could draw so many faces and not go completely insane; in my case, I know that I’d cut my hands off with a protractor to keep from having to draw any more.
Now, something completely different: The Happening. M Night Sham (it’s an appropriate abbreviation) teams up with Shooter McGavin Wahlbergh to make the shittiest movie since, well, The Lady in the Water. That doesn’t bode well for the Oscars. This movie sets a new standard for a complete failure to understand the basics of biology, as well as natural selection / evolution in general. If I could be one of the reviewers who put the blurbs on the DVD cover, I’d like mine to say,
“Please, give me brain damage. Hard.”
-Clark Shell, QLC
There’s only one way to remove this experience from my memory, and it involves a bottle of cheap vodka, a willing friend, a crowbar, and a band-aid or two. If that wasn’t blunt enough, let me make this perfectly clear.
DON’T SEE IT. THE BOREDOM WILL KILL YOU.
oh yeah, and before I forget… Happy Father’s Day!
Be sure to celebrate by heading over to Turner’s Dad Shack and picking up a brand-new, limited-warranty Dad! Turn in that old junky model for something more “with the times,” no down payment required! Time’s a wastin’, y’all, so head on down and get yourself a pep pep to be proud of! They don’t call me Honest Turner for a reason, so just do it, ok?
If you’re unsatisfied with the quality of the father you receive, call the 1-800 number stenciled into the father’s neck. Limited terms and conditions apply. Void if Quality Seal is broken. Do not feed after midnight.
After several days of doing little more than chair miming, having completely left the edge of my real chair, I’m beginning to wonder how long it’ll be.
I’m afraid there will be little reward for your extreme patronage. I am actually boarding a plane to San Diego tomorrow to go to Comic-con. where I will attempt to sell my book (http://www.lightningbros.com) to a reputable publisher. As such my time is very short and there is much to be done.
thanks again for commenting, it’s the nutpunch I need to remember that Quarterlife actually has fans.