Captain’s Prerogative

I’m at San Diego Comic-con RIGHT NOW at the Cyanide & Happiness booth (#1234)! Come say hi, buy and a print and get a sketch from me and the Explosm boys.

Here’s another resurrected and recolored and COMPLETELY redrawn FANEURYSM comic. As I explained here, there are a few FANEURYSM comics that I don’t want to allow to slip into the void of the Internet’s hazy memory, and that fit in nicely with the aesthetic of Sharkzpode. You can see the original, much smaller, and much more blue version HERE.

I showed this comic, as well as some behind the scenes aspects of the creative process to my Patreon Patrons earlier this week.

Wesley obviously wants Picard to be his dad. I always imagine the two of them in that scene from Boogie Nights with Heather Graham and Julianne Moore:

Wesley: “Captain?”
Picard: *comes up from doing a rail of coke off of a deactivated Data’s boner, “Yeah?”
Wesley: “I want you to be my dad. I’m going to ask you if you’re my dad and when I do, I want you to say yes.” *chops up a line with an isolinear optical chip
Picard: “Ok.”
Wesley: “Are YOU my dad?”
Picard: “Yes. YES!”
*both cry into a pile of cocaine while the ship is being overrun by Romulans

Sharksploders: Which fictional character would you like to have for a parent and why?

Orphan Is The New Black

Here’s another resurrected and recolored FANEURYSM comic. As I explained here, there are a few FANEURYSM comics that I don’t want to allow to slip into the void of the Internet’s hazy memory, and that fit in nicely with the aesthetic of Sharkzpode. You can see the original version HERE.

I just finished season 3 of Orange Is The New Black. The shift in tone took a couple of episodes to get used to, but eventually it felt like a nicer balance between heart warming/chilling character development, drama and comedy than previous seasons. I like that Piper is now the least interesting character on the show. I wonder how long we’re going to have to wait for the rest of network and cable TV to catch up to Netflix in terms of them having found the perfect format for releasing serialized video entertainment chunks. I would rather every single show I watch just hold on the entire season until it’s complete, then release it all at once. I would also rather every show that tries to keep itself interesting for 22 episodes to cut that nonsense in half. Brevity is the soul of wit and 18ish hours is hardly brief when you’re really only telling one A story and a couple of B and C stories.

I’ve let Orphan Black pile up on the DVR this season. It’s all there waiting for me, but I haven’t felt motivated to watch it. I think the first seasons was perfect, and the 2nd started to flail a bit in terms of direction. I still think Tatiana Maslany deserves each and every acting accolade and award that we, as a species, are capable of giving out, but I just haven’t felt like spending any time in the clone zone. The fact that I don’t feel like I’m missing out (because I know it’s still on my DVR and will be there waiting for me when I’m ready) falls right in line with my admiration for the “release ’em all when ther’ done!” TV model. For me, a TV show has become a thing like an album. When I get a new one that I like, I listen to it on repeat almost exclusively for days or weeks. When I binge watch a show, I feel the same way. I want to spend time in the world that bit of entertainment allows me entrance to. I want to enter that particular headspace and swim around in it for an extended amount of time. It’s much more immersive for me to enjoy art this way. To just wrap myself up in it day after day for a week or two, then spend a few days decompressing and thinking about what it meant or how it made me feel.

SHARKSPLODERS: What bit of entertainment did you immerse yourself in for days or weeks at a time, and why?


Singing My Nine Lives With His Words

The popular quantum physics thought experiment, Schrodinger’s Cat, goes thusly: Schrodinger would lock himself in a room with his cat, then pick it up and scream the theme from Magnum P.I. into his face (using only the word “kitty” of course). Now, until someone opened the door and observed Schrodinger’s face, it existed in both clawed off and not-clawed off but let’s face it probably clawed off states simultaneously.

Sharksploders: You do weird shit to your cats, right? C’mon. Of course you do.