Batman #650

Okay, so hands up who expected the story to end like that? What the heck was all that about?

Mental.

Lazy/beautiful

Oh, I've been crap again. It's because my life of late has consisted of either slouching about the house, or doing boring organisational things in preparation for The Big Move II. So far, things are a bit of a nightmare, organisation-wise, and I suspect things will only get worse, but my thinking is that we will be rewarded for our patience. We'll see.

While sorting and packing, I uncovered a tryout script for Marvel, that they put out in 1999 or 2000 when they were looking for new artists. Back then, I couldn't have done it, and even now, I don't think Marvel would even think about hiring me (and I'm not sure I'd want them to), but I thought it might be a fun experiment anyway, so I'm going to have a go and then put it on my website.

Oh, and I received my contributor's copy of Solar Wind #6 today. I actually feel a little bad for receiving it, to be honest, as I only contributed one page to it, and it's a sizable publication. Oh well. Next time, I'll try harder to earn my keep.

Sorry, this is all dreadfully dry and boring, isn't it? Fear not, I expect I'll have plenty of horror stories in the coming weeks to make up for it.

Rawks

Just so you know, Guitar Hero is fantastic.

Oi oi!!!

So yeah, it's been a while. Nothing of particular interest to report (well, I did have a good laugh at this, mainly because Warren Ellis once tried to beat me up...), which is probably part of the reason why I haven't posted anything of late. Lots of reading and writing, not much arithmetic.

I did hear the Arctic Monkeys single the other day; I quite liked it, and was sufficiently impressed by what I was hearing about their staggering chart and sales successes that I got hold of the album, and... well, it doesn't really impress me. Good single, bit of a boring album.

There. That's my annual music post. Now, I have stuff to do. Expect my next post to be in another two weeks or so...

Dinner, Dinner, Dinner...

Following Garen's lead:

(Click for a bigger version. No need to squint!)

Do You Need A Toothbru-u-u-ush?

Is this the first time that a comic, not a comic character, or a film based on a comic or whatever, but an actual ink-on-paper comic, has had a theme tune?

With this and FIN FANG bloody FOOM, Nextwave could quite possibly the most Airwolf comic Marvel have published in a long time.

Mark Off Of Eastenders (And Qui Gonn)

It's Friday, it's 10pm, and it's time for...

KRULL!

Fantastic. SciFi are cretinous for not jumping all over the new Doctor Who, but they get points back for randomly showing Krull. Really, this film should be on at least once a month.

Professor Who?

In Power Man and Iron Fist #79, a comic from the March of 1982 (and thus one that outlives both the blaxploitation and kung-fu fads that spawned the characters by a number of years), the titular twosome run into a race of robot-like beings that trundle about (because they have wheels in place of legs) shooting lasers at people while proclaiming that "YOU WILL BE INCINERATED!"



Our heroes flee from the tinpot fascists and take shelter in a nearby shop, where they discover something rather unusual about the interior.

It turns out that the "shop" is in fact a time machine merely disguised as a place of business, and that the owner and pilot, Professor Justin Alphonse Gamble, is a rogue member of the Time Variance Authority, a group that oversees and fixes problems in the timeline.

Gamble, Iron Fist and the Avenger Formerly Known As Power Man join forces to fight the dastardly monsters, with the heroes doing the smashing, and Gamble doing the thinking and the technological jiggerypokering. Once the baddies are defeated, Gamble disappears in his time machine, leaving an empty space where his "shop" once stood, and a couple of confused superheroes.




On a not-related-at-all-no-siree note, the Beeb have put up an director/writer/producer commentary for The Christmas Invasion up here. It's just a tiny bit fiddly to get it running at the same time as the show itself, but it's a nice little free extra nonetheless.

Dream Cookery

Last night I dreamed that I was doing an undergraduate degree in baking, as taught by Richard Gere.

What's that all about then?

Heigh ho! Who is there?

The people in the house across the road have had, of late, a lot of builders in, and an awful lot of wood delivered. No one seems to know quite what they're up to.

My theory is that the house is a nest of evil pagans and that they're building a wicker man in order to celebrate their winter festival by burning a hapless Christian.





Merry Christmas all!