Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Wondercon - Day One

The first day of Wondercon was here and at the dark time of 5:30 AM I was already awake with excitement and a fair amount of hardwiring from my early morning regimen which you can read about here.  I tossed and turned for a while and when Amy finally woke up--from my crashing around the room--we got ready and went to the amazing Blue Bottle Coffee shop, located a few blocks from the Marriott Marquis and the Moscone Center.

Blue Bottle Coffee.  Simply the
best...better than all the rest.
Since these entries are more of a journal of what went down from my point of view, I am going to have to take a slight detour from comics for a moment and tout the wonder that is Blue Bottle Coffee.  My San Francisco based friends have raved about the coffee for sometime now, and while I like my java as much as the next person, this is something unlike anything I have ever tasted.  Most Blue Bottles in the city are little stands, but we (with a surprisingly truthful iPhone search) located an actual cafe that looked like a bright, sanitized Doctor Frankenstein's laboratory with all sorts of odd coffee brewing glassware vials and beakers.  Each coffee is individually brewed and this location had breakfast for which I ordered poached eggs and toast, which were phenomenal.  After a refill of coffee and two small bags of coffee beans--one for us, one for our friends who were watching Tulip--we ended up dropping $50.  Their prices are steep and not for the feint of heart, but in the end completely justified.  Great fricking coffee!  *Donist World is not sponsored by Blue Bottle Coffee, but is entirely open to the prospect.

Next we went to find my brother, who was in the city at The Grove, which is at 3rd and Mission, but I thought that he meant the grove of trees and grass at the Moscone Center, and not The Grove cafe.  Amy and Jeff mocked me for this slight, but that is okay...the emotional pain of being mocked is gone now.  Another side note is that The Grove is a cool all-day cafe and the monstrous breakfast burrito and large squeezed-as-you-watch orange juice solidified my decision to have breakfast there on Saturday.  Damn.  I had just eaten and here I was planning the next breakfast.

We then went to the Metreon to visit a comic store that used to be there, but aside from the movie theaters and the food court, the Metreon is a fucking graveyard.  Every business that was there...gone...vanished... abandoned years prior.  It was all fairly disappointing so we left to go to Whole Foods to pick up some sandwiches before the Wondercon doors opened and we were left to the mercy of food vendors selling Doom Dogs, and Green Lantern Pizza or whatever over-priced chow they were forcing upon starving attendees.  *Side note three: At Whole Foods we met a woman with a French Bulldog named Taj who was loveable and cute and more importantly could say, "I love you," even though he sounded kind of like he was underwater, but hey, a talking dog is a talking dog.  Adorable, weird, made our day.  

After picking up our food, we rushed to the Moscone Center and were overwhelmed by the vastness of the showroom floor and everything on display.  We spent a brief amount of time roaming the aisles, but we had a Terry Moore panel to attend and rushed off to get a seat.  The best way to describe Mr. Moore's inspirational panel is through various snippets of quotes:

  • "You do best what you do most." 
  • "Tap into your heart for success." 
  • "You can't have a life and be the best in the industry" 
  • "Good writers tend to be an asset to society, not an acid." 
  • "We are a little too focused on business and politics, " as a society we need more room for art.  

Echo Volume 1: Moon LakeHe also stated that he started Strangers In Paradise at the age of 36 and after many years as a musician, he spent 11 years in video editing, which he grew to hate, and then found his way to comics.  To Mr. Moore, drawing and art are a lifestyle that consumes most of his time, and he does not consider what he does a career.  One bit of advice that really struck home with me was, "Don't wait, start now and grow up in public," meaning get your work out there as soon as possible and not let the work languor but grow and improve in front of an audience.  The other thing that I found interesting and will be a part of a future The Brutal Circle post, was his mindset about all of his work.  "Inside me is a steel tower that really believes I can do it."  Moore took a few moments to mention his next project, Rachel Rising, a horror story that I cannot wait to read come July.  A great panel and a great start to Wondercon.

Afterwards, Amy split off and Jeff and I attended "That '70s Panel" with Mark Evanier, Mike Friedrich, Paul Levitz, Len Wein and Marv Wolfman.  The group each took a moment to describe how they got started in comics, their biggest disappointments and the point at which they felt they had made it.  This too was a great panel as Jeff and I had grown up reading these peoples' amazing works with Len Wein's Swamp Thing, and Paul Levitz's Legion of Superheroes primarily "The Great Darkness Saga" being some of my all-time favorite works.  One bit of advice from Mark Evanier was that he never focused all of his energy in comics and maintained more of a portfolio approach to his work with comics, books, TV and animation writing to protect him from having all of his eggs in one basket.  Paul Levitz notably said, "You get work not because you are a brilliant writer, but because you help someone (editor) out with a problem they have."  Mike Friedrich stated that in his career, "I wrote for me as the letter writer.  I wrote for continuity and character development."

Archaia reigns supreme
After this panel, Jeff and I hit the showroom floor for a spending spree.  I started with a couple of unnecessary DC Action League action figures...nerdy, I know.  I then bought Jeff Lemire's Nobody at a 50% off trade paperback booth, which later ended up biting me in the ass as the book was missing the final seven pages.  Archaia ended up having the best booth and the best deals by far.  For free Amy and I left with a bunch of Mouse Guard: Legends of the Guard issues, Cyclops #1-3 and a bunch of other stuff as well.  They also had two sales "Buy one hardcover, get one hardcover free" and the even better "Buy two hardcovers, get three hardcovers free."  Out of control and not to mention that they had a ton of hardcover samples that they were selling for $5.00 each that Amy ended up buying for her classroom.  Jeff and I decided to split the deal and he bought The Secret History Volume One, and got the The Secret History Volume Two for free and I bought The Secret History Volume One and took The Killer Volume One and The Killer Volume Two for free.

Nonplayer.  Just buy it!
We wandered the floor some more and found the Image Comics booth where I met Nate Simpson, creator of the phenomenal Nonplayer.  Simpson was an incredibly nice guy and I bought not only the comic, but one of the posters, which was an enlarged page from the comic.  He took great care in signing and packaging up the poster, which is gorgeous and in need of framing as soon as possible.  I will definitely be writing about Nonplayer this week for "Friday Slice of Heaven."  If you can find this great debut issue, buy it and you will not be sorry.

After some further showroom floor combing and gawking at the cosplayers, we decided to take in the "Spotlight on Robert Kirkman" panel, which was entertaining and taught me that I need to catch up The Walking Dead as soon as possible.  One thing that was made perfectly clear was the absolute insanity of some of the people asking Kirkman questions.  I mean, seriously, "What do you plan to happen to Rick this summer?  You've put him through some pretty bad stuff, but can you tell us what is going to happen next?"  No, you knucklehead, he can't tell you what happens next.  If he did, what fun would there be in reading his book?  Get real people.

Friday on the showroom
floor.  Not too crowded.
After Kirkman's panel, we made another dash for the showroom floor until everyone was kicked out at 7:00 PM, wherein we decided it was dinner time.  Unfortunately all that waited for us were packed restaurants and over-priced bar food.  All that we wanted was a non-$24 chicken plate (tasteless tourist trap indicator) or a sandwich and beers, but after much wandering around things were looking grim.  Thankfully, we decided to see if The Grove was still open for dinner, which to our collective delight it was.  After a tasty club sandwich and a large beer, Amy and I packed Jeff on to the BART and were back in our room and in bed at 11:00 PM.  What an all-encompassing, kick-ass day.

Day two tomorrow...
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Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Wondercon - The Day Before

My two loyal readers (hi Mom and Obie, my friends' Boston Terrier!) are probably wondering what happened to this past Friday's "Friday Slice of Heaven, Slice Into the Woods" entry.  Well...there was none, because I was at the San Francisco Wondercon and no where near a computer.  So this weeks FSoH/SItW will probably spill into a couple of days because I hit the bonanza of great and wonderful books and tomorrow's releases will only compound the matter...not a bad problem to have.

Anyhow, the next few entries will cover the day before Wondercon, the first and second days and a wrap-up of the loot that I came away with and that subsequently put me in the poor house; Top Ramen never tasted so good...seriously, that shit never tasted good.

Obie (my worst critic)
and Tulip (smiling).
We left around 10:30 AM on Thursday morning after dropping Tulip off at our friends' house so that she could spend the weekend with them and her brother, Obie--yes, that Obie.  This practically tore my heart from my chest only to place it under the front wheel of the car.  The look she gave Amy and I as we walked out the door and wondering where we were going...hate it.

After about a half an hour, I was recovered enough from my canine separation anxiety and we listened to the latest installment of the Savage Love Podcast that everyone should be listening to and then went onto the excellent audio book Dresden Files: Storm Front by Jim Butcher and narrated by James Marsters aka Spike from Buffy the Vampire Slayer.  Despite our interest in the book, the drive seemed to last forever until right around Gilroy we were near starvation and believed that we could find something good to eat near the outlets; we were wrong.  We ended up driving around labyrinthian outlet parking lots and had great difficulty escaping.  I could have sworn I saw a half-bull, half-man running after us, but it was probably just the hunger.  We eventually settled on Applebees, which wasn't terrible, but they are a chain and being uppity Santa Barbara snobs with a dislike of crisco-infused fried foods we were not happy with the choice.  I can only hope that there are some decent locally-owned restaurants hidden somewhere in the depths of the town that is Gilroy.

Jeff and I at Thirsty Bear.  Yes, I
got all the good looks
We arrived at my brother Jeff's house around 4:30 PM, ditched our car there for the weekend and subsequently saved ourselves around $180 in parking fees.  A hop, skip and a jump into his car and we were on the way to San Francisco to pick up his wife, Jessica, from work and went to find our hotel.  We got lost.  The truth is that the iPhone lied.  The iPhone was a stinking liar, liar, pants on fire because it said that the Marriott Marquis Hotel was dead center of the Moscone Center, which it was not.  But luckily after Jeff and Jessica dropped us off to find the hotel on foot while they parked the car, we found some help in locating the place.  We also found the area for the early Wondercon badge pickup, which was highly convenient, and moments later we were checked in and dumping bags at the spectacular room.  We were on the 23rd floor with a 160 degree view of the city and at $129.00 per night with a king-sized bed, all I needed was Tulip and we could have stayed there for ages.

Amy and I at the SkyView.
This angle makes me look fat!
We freshened up and went to the SkyView top floor to order some pay-for-the-view priced drinks and took a booth right on the window overlooking the city.  We were chatting and enjoying our drinks when a man, from the amorous couple sitting across from us, interrupted our conversation to ask us at what time we felt a proper booty call occurred.  Jeff answered that midnight was a prime booty call hour and I responded that that was true in San Francisco, but if they were in New York that 2:00 AM was more appropriate.  They laughed and went back to getting not-so-much-hot-and-heavy as luke-warm and barely appropriate, and the man kept pulling fancy underwear out of a bag that the woman kept trying to hide.  Cute.  Oh to be in love and at Wondercon.  Yeah, they probably were not there for comic books and their booty call probably happened at approximately 6:30 PM.

It's not Hollister Brewing Co Beer,
but it is heavenly none the less.
Afterwards, we went to the amazing and expensive Thirsty Bear brewery and tapas bar for dinner and drinks.  Jeff and I each ordered the nine beer sampler with my favorites being the IPA, the stout, the Polar Bear and the vanilla beers.  The asparagus and garlic soup was wickedly tasty and the albondigas blew me away.  Being morning people, Amy and I were in bed at 11:30 PM and after reading a Len Wein and Bernie Wrightson Swamp Thing story I was out like a light.

Tomorrow, the actual Wondercon....
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Saturday, March 26, 2011

Friday Slice of Heaven, Slice Into the Woods 3/25/2011

The power was out last night.  From the moment I walked through the door until sometime around 11:00PM when the lights that we had forgotten to turn off popped on.  We had no TV, no computer, no music.  I fully intended to take care of the goddamn property taxes, finish up a friend's taxes, and possibly get a head-start on the ol' FSoH/SItH (which sounds like something out of Star Wars), but it was not in the cards.  And you want to know something, mom and my best friends' dog, Obie, it was all right.  We cooked dinner on the gas stove by candlelight, ate at the kitchen table like grownups, and afterwards had a couple of beers and just talked.  Talked.  I had almost forgotten what that is like.
"As charming as that is, Donist, I didn't come here for some kind of treehuggin', Kenny-G-inspired romance fest, I came here for Friday Slice of Heaven by golly."
Well a good frickin', gosh-darned wakey-wakey, can't-wait-to-embrace-the-day-with-pasted-on-grin-as-opposed-to-a-grimace to you too, Obie the Boston Terrier.  So here you go you impatient little mongrel, it's...

Friday Slice of Heaven

The Stonekeeper's Curse (Amulet, Book 2)The Amulet Vol. 2 "The Stonekeeper's Curse" - Written and illustrated by Kazu Kibuishi, published by Graphix, an imprint of Scholastic.  Last week I began with the first volume of the wonderful The Amulet series, and sure enough I had to immediately have more.  I ran to the closest Borders to pick it up--no where else in town had it in stock--and rushed home to read.  The book continues where the first left off, only with even more beautiful artwork and a driving story that had me plowing through the pages.  Emi, Navin and their entourage of robots continue the search for a cure to the poison that threatens to kill the children's mother who was poisoned by a monster that looked like a cross between a squid and a frog or yak or something along those lines.  The group takes their robotic house (you just have to see it) for aid and meet new character Leon Redbone Redbeard (couldn't resist, that would be too weird though) an anthropomorphic, sword-weilding fox who mentors Emi in the use of the powerful amulet that threatens to take control of her.  This chapter also sees the group splitting, Navin finding his strength, assassin elves and deadly battles.  The art is even lovelier than the first installment and the story continues to enchant.  I already bought the third volume.  If you are a fan of Bone, you really cannot go wrong with this all-ages tale.  VERY HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.



The Sixth Gun #8 - Written by Cullen Bunn and illustrated by Brian Hurtt, published by Oni Press.  Okay...FINALLY I get this issue in hand and I am so thrilled to finally catch up.  We find Drake Sinclair, the mysterious gunman, in the middle of the swamp and finally finding the home of Henri Fournier, a wicked man who might hold the key to breaking the curse of the guns that afflicts Drake.  Becky Montcrief has another encounter with the all-too-charming Kirby Hale and a butler goes bad...really bad.  The Sixth Gun continues to be one of my top three comic books being published along with Sweet Tooth and The Stuff of Legend.  VERY HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.  Thankfully, I also was able to read...




The Sixth Gun #9 - Written by Cullen Bunn and illustrated by Brian Hurtt, published by Oni Press.  Good things come to those who wait, or at least to those who were forced to involuntarily wait longer than necessary, but at least I finally got the copy due to me.  Drake Sinclair and Gord Cantrell discuss the cursed guns and the vault that they naively attempted to open during the Battle of the Maw.  Kirby and Becky get better acquainted, and Woodmael the bad, bad butler gets...errr...badder and unleashes a hosts of wicked animals on the group.  The evil of the guns threatens to destroy the lives of everyone in their path as the allure of these most powerful weapons in existence draws all manner of people seeking to possess them.  Brian Hurtt's illustrations in this issue seem even tighter than what he has already expertly crafted in previous installments and Cullen Bunn continues to leave me immediately wanting more.  VERY HIGHLY RECOMMENDED and not enough people are reading one of the best books being released.  Just try it out...you won't be sorry that you did.



Who Is Jake Ellis? #2 - Written by Nathan Edmondson and illustrated by Tonci Zonjic, published by Image Comics.  Alright, just say it already.  "Why are you reviewing this now?  Doesn't number three come out next week?"  The answer is yes, it does, but my LCS hosed me on this issue and I am just now reading last month's installment of this great series.
This issue offers a squinted-eye glimpse into Jon Moore's past and his first encounter with Jake Ellis, who helps him escape from some manner of testing site.  In the present Jon escapes from the French and has a chance to interrogate one of the Americans with Jake's help.  Other than that, I'm not completely certain what the hell is going on, but I know that Edmondson has a definite end in mind and that when the series completes the readers will be left happy...this isn't the third season of Lost after all.  I am also excited to eventually read the entire five issue run in one sitting.  HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.





Echoes #4 - Written by Joshua Hale Fialkov and illustrated by Rahsan Ekedal, published by Minotaur, an imprint of Top Cow.  The penultimate issue in this dark, rich tale of a man plagued with schizophrenia and the knowledge that his father was a serial killer of children continues to unfold.  This installment offers a reveal that I suspected, but with roots that came from out of the blue and that made me gasp in shock and now I am questioning everything.  Expertly told and beautifully drawn by Ekedal, I cannot wait for the final issue of this mini-series that is unlike anything else that I have read before.  If you are fine with frantic levels of suspense mixed with small doses of terror, then this is the book for you.  HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.





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A Whole Lotta Nuthin' - Oddly enough, there wasn't really anything that hacked me off this week.  "What?!  Are kiddin' me?" said Obie, Donist's friends' Boston Terrier and only other reader of his blog other than Donist's mother.  "Cripes man!  You're always whinin' and cryin' and complainin' about somethin' or other.  You're kind of known for that.  Now fetch me my cigar, ya ignoramus."  Uh...yeah, thanks Obie, everyone knows that Boston Terriers love cigars, so let me get you one.  My only complaint is that I don't have the latest The Sixth Gun #10 in my eager mitts because my LCS shorted me again, but besides that let's just leave happy for a change.
Wait a minute...what's that?!  A religinut is attempting to ban a book they have never even read and convince a child's parents that comic books are an instrument of the devil?  Quick, to the Donist Mobile.
RRRRKKKKKK, this just in.  This just in.  A complaint that I just remembered...


Borders To Close Its Doors In Goleta - Within the past six months, a Borders and a Barnes & Noble (they were directly across the street from each other) closed their doors and now the Borders in Goleta will be shuttering in May.  This will leave only Metro Comics (my LCS), a smattering of used book stores and the wonderful locally-owned Chaucers as the only bookstores in Santa Barbara and Goleta.  Please believe that I have no love of Borders as its arrival many years ago chased out the once-great Earthling Bookstore and harmed many local businesses, but anything that brings books and graphic novels to current and potential new readers is a positive.  With any luck, a new and locally-owned business will rise to take its place and bring some of Santa Barbara/Goleta's charm and soul back to stand  before any sort of big business interest.  Lack of accessibility to literature whether through a store or library is a detriment to our city, state and country.  Sad.
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Saturday, March 19, 2011

Friday Slice of Heaven, Slice Into the Woods 3/18/2011

Hi there, all you happy people.  Usually I begin the Friday Slice of Heaven section with something funny or weird or just plain stupid, but this week I read a bunch of amazing books that I need to shed some light on and convince y'all to run out and support the creators by buying.  What a great week.  In no order of preference, but in the order I read each book, with some SPOILERS here is the...

Friday Slice of Heaven

The Stonekeeper (Amulet, Book 1)The Amulet - Created by Kazu Kibuishi, published by Graphix an imprint of Scholastic.  I don't remember where I first heard about this wonderful all-ages graphic novel, but I am glad that I did.  Although I say, "all-ages" be warned that some heavy situations occur within the first twelve pages of this nearly 200 page book, that could scare some children.  Since I already mentioned that there would be spoilers, I will say that the tragic loss of the children's, Emily and Navin's, father is emotionally draining but handled very well.  After the tragedy, we see Emily, Navin and their mother unable to make ends meet and on the road after leaving their home.  They eventually retreat to an old, abandoned family-owned house which they intend to make their new residence.

The house once belonged to their missing grandfather who was an inventor and collector of wondrous things.  The family quickly discovers that they are not alone and Emily gains possession of a mysterious amulet as their mother is abducted by a grotesque monster lurking in the basement.  The children give chase and find themselves in a fantastic world of robots, monsters and evil beings set on recovering the immensely powerful amulet that has now become linked to Emily.

Exciting, beautifully told and a page turner.  My only disappointment is that it took me this long to discover this book, but the upside is that two more volumes are readily available.  HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.



Morning Glories #8 - Written by Nick Spencer and illustrated by Joe Eisma, published by Image Comics.  No spoilers here --and as indicated on the front cover--this issue focuses on Hunter, the nerdier and somewhat-of-a-mess recent Morning Glory Academy student.  This issue provides a brief flashback into the life of a boy who has always had a problem with time, a problem, as we have come to expect from Mr. Spencer, that is much more than it seems and a possible basis as to why Hunter was chosen for the Academy.  Back in real time (can't be sure of that with this series), Hunter asks Casey on a date and Jun offers some tips   showing a developing friendship.  Throw in a couple of nutsoid bullies, a troubling secret from Jun, and awful stomach problems and you have an issue that I rather enjoyed.
Although this series has been likened to Lost, and I do agree somewhat, that is where the comparison ends.  Both throw mystery and intrigue into their stories at a fast past, but where Lost lost its direction over a couple of seasons, Morning Glories does not read that way.  I can tell with each minuscule reveal that Spencer knows what he is doing and has an end in sight.  Everything is in here for a reason and more questions will be asked before they are answered, but unlike Lost I believe all will be revealed in time.  I continue to love this book.  RECOMMENDED.



THUNDER Agents #5 - Written by Nick Spencer and illustrated by Cafu and Ryan Sook, published by DC Comics.  I love this non-DC-Universe-out-of-continuity tale, which sadly tells me not to become too attached to the series as it is probably on the chopping block.  That said, people need to be reading this book if they are fans of well-told superhero tales and the unexpected twists and turns that Nick Spencer can be expected to throw the reader's way.
The secret behind SPIDER begins to unfold and the mystery behind Toby the Salesman is revealed...with much more to him than I ever thought.  The Menthor Helmet shows up, although its purpose is still unclear, and the other THUNDER Agents come to arms to show the devastation they are capable of delivering.
The immediate fast paced reveal of SPIDER had me at smirking at first, but upon further thought, it made sense and left me sympathetic for the brothers who want to change the world.  The twist upon twist was also welcome and neither were anticipated.
One small complaint, but one that took me completely out of the story for a moment was the lettering/editor slip up almost midway through the comic where Colleen says to a distraught Lightning, "Yes. You keep doing this, you will be die.  But if you don't--they will."  "You will be die?"  "All your base are belong to us" more like it.  A forgivable mixup, but one that took me a moment to figure out what the hell Colleen was saying at a key moment in the action.  Aside from that snafu, this was another fantastic issue that people should be reading.  RECOMMENDED.



Bad Dog #4 - Written by Joe Kelly and illustrated by Diego Greco, published by Image Comics.  First of all...I am deeply offended by the shear volume of blatant sex, drug and alcohol usage, rock and roll, Las Vegas, prostitution, Elvis impersonators, talking heads in plastic bags stuffed in a refrigerator, 97% werewolf nudity, 98% female nudity, 98% dwarf nudity, and vomiting of blood...this comic is awesome and I relish in its assault on my morals.
This issue picks up where issue #3 leftoff, with the werewolf, Lou, and his ultra-violent pal, Wendell, seeking to...ummm...yeah...what were they doing back then?  You see, it has been about a year and a half since issue #3 came out, but this book is so over the top and out of control that I do not care in the least.  Regardless of what happened in the first three issues, #4 sees Lou and Wendell getting their Fear and Loathing In Las Vegas on and finding themselves in all manner of bizarre situations with Lou possibly finding his guardian angel...a hooker named Ruby.  Loads of fun and the first three issues are at the top of my reread stack.  HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.



Axe Cop: Bad Guy Earth #1 - Written by Malachai Nicolle and illustrated by Ethan Nicolle, published by Image comics.  Where Bad Dog #4 is crazy, wacky fun that should not be allowed within twenty feet of anyone under the age of eighteen, Axe Cop: Bad Guy Earth #1 comes along and is crazy, wacky fun that should be required reading for all ages.  For those living under a rock, Axe Cop has been around as a web comic for a while now and I found out about it around the third episode.  The series is written by a now six-year-old boy and illustrated by his thirty-year-old brother, and I cannot begin to give justice to this book by describing the insanity that exists in a young boy's mind and put onto the comics page.  Crazy, at times nonsensical, an entourage of characters whose physical features and powers are a revolving door of change, coupled with refreshingly beautiful and unique art make this book a treasure.
Keeping this brief, there is a cop with an axe named Axe Cop, his brother (?), a cop named Flute Cop, who was transformed into Dinosaur Soldier and they have vowed to kill all bad guys.  Throw in their pals Wesker, a Tyrannosaurus Rex with machine gun arms, Ralph Wrinkles, a dog with shades who does god-only-knows-what, and Sockarang, a crazy looking dude with socks for arms and you are set for a good time unlike anything you have ever experienced.  Check out the website or buy the trade from the beginning of the series and I think you will be hooked.  It is refreshing to find something so new and unlike anything on the racks.  And always remember, "Axe Cop saw a cup of water sitting at the next table.  So he drank it...and it screamed," and that is only the first four panels of page one.  HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.


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The Tragedy That Continues To Unfold In Japan - Not much more to say on this one, other than I hope for the best and that the situation does not continue to worsen.
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