Untitled Is Still A Title

Doodlepunks world record!  Due to my possibly unstable need to stick to a Tuesday/Thursday posting schedule you have tonight's comic.

I'm also racing the clock because my computer has started doing this really cute thing when it gets overheated; the screen goes black and my speakers shout the worst noise ever made at me until I do a hard reset.  Replacement parts incoming.

We here at the Estate started watching the new season of True Blood, and I had some feedback on my feedback. "You're ruining it for me, please stop being so negative."  My negativity evaporated soon thereafter, but I was really unhappy due to the opening scene being in Fairy-land and annoying, until the scene made it's turn.  Five minutes were five too many of that, though.  I did appreciate where they took it and overall the tone of the show is right in that sweet spot between entertaining and dark.

Keeping it short tonight, because it's only fair to not force too many of my words in through your eyeballs.

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Guess What I Want For Christmas

I'm so glad Marvel got to the point in the world-domineering marketing plan that I could see Captain America on the big screen.  I love the character and everything Steve Rogers stands for, and they portrayed him very well.  I didn't even mind the ex-Torch Chris Evans as Cap, he ended up being great for it.

Since seeing it on the big screen, I now can't wait to have it for the small screen.  The one where teen-aged projectionists don't take a nap or play on their iPhone so much they don't notice the 3d movie is out of focus for the entire theater.  I had a headache and my wife got a migraine.  You're not doing a great job of convincing me not to pirate media, movie theater.

Over the weekend we watched The Beast on Netflix and we both ended up really enjoying the show.  It had a dark tone like The Shield, one of our favorite shows.  Patrick Swayze was obviously not doing too well throughout the season though.  It was clear every time he walked and his head shook like a bobble-head or in the later episodes where he was stationary or his action did not require him to move.  Felt a little FDR to us, but he still delivered his lines through it and made you forget about his illness frequently.

Probably the last time we'll get the chance to check out the Atlantic this summer's rapidly approaching, and I'm looking forward to the hopefully peaceful time.

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I'll Sleep When I'm Rezzing!

My wife puts up with a lot of my video game talk, questions about what she thinks it funny and in general just a lot of putting-up-with what I think is comedy around the house.  That's why the comic to the left is an exaggeration, because I know she would kill me and take whatever meager possessions I would have left.

The content was honest though, Star Wars: The Old Republic was available for preorder this morning and I have my code already entered into their site and am awaiting the release date.  That's right, though I've preordered, I have no idea what day I'll actually be entering a galaxy far, far away to smuggle my way across space.

I'm having a really good week thus far, despite the overwhelming heat that's hitting everyone.  When mowing this week, my hands kept sliding off the handle from all the sweat.  Near the end I thought I was at the beach from all the saltwater that poured into my burning eyes.  It was a hoot!

Enjoy your weekend, I know I'll be hitting a matinee of Captain America and doing some grilling sometime.  Summer, more like Funner (amiright?)

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The Large Boom Equation

I must come clean with all of you: there wasn't another violence and video games study released.  It was a ploy I used to get the comic going.  Apologies to all.

I've also been burning through The Big Bang Theory's back episodes uncontrollably.  Before I know it hours have disappeared and I'm left wondering what happened.  For a sitcom, and one by Chuck Lorre to boot, it's got some really good moments.  It also helps that I get all of the nerdy references... to the point where I can point out where they're wrong (shame).

Going to keep the blog short tonight folks, I'm excited to get back to League of Legends and rip some faces.

While writing that last sentence, I experienced a ten second Deja Vu.  Either things are exactly how they should be, or I've literally done all of this before.  I'm going to keep my ego from shriveling to the size of a peanut and say it's the former.  Enjoy your evening and I'll catch you all again Thursday.

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Spatially Challenged

Tonight we come down on Smart Cars! About time, right guys? Seriously, who builds these clown cars for two, eh?  Even crazier, why did I see three between the grocery store and my house?  Will this be the last unanswered question in this paragraph?

It's at this point that I need to relay a cat story.  It was the dead of night and our female cat was meowing and pawing at doors, to the point that it woke us up and even when calling her she wouldn't stop.  This continued until we had to imprison said offender in a room until morning so we could get some sleep. The morning did not improve her attitude, and was non-stop until I stopped work to go take my lunch.  It's at this point (what I'll call the turn) that I realize their water dish is bone dry.  That's right, our cat was thirsty and wanted to let us know so we rewarded that communication by locking her away until morning.   We're awesome.

Netflix is raising their rates again, I'm irate, let's move on.

I think that the most of my Philadelph-itude has worn off finally.  I smile to people more often, actually make eye contact, even find my head mysteriously moving up and down once as I pass them on my jogs.  While foreign and unsettling, I'm finding the experience beneficial for both parties.  Enjoy the weekend!

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Just A Relaxing Day At The Beach

Events in tonight's comic based on a true story.  Apparently, some people have no idea that 1) their voices carry farther on the beach and 2) they don't get what the beach is supposed to be for at all.  I really felt for the lady's husband.  He either had hearing difficulties or the patience of a predator on the Serengeti.  The man sat there for nearly ten minutes without a word while his wife filled the air, non-stop, with gossip.

Had a great weekend myself, went to the movies to see Transformers in 3D and then after a meal went back for Horrible Bosses.  Transformers was exactly what you thought it was going to be... but longer.  If Michael Bay wanted it to feel epic in my opinion he missed the mark but I was entertained so I don't have much to complain about.  Horrible Bosses was just funny, the combination of the three main characters was really good stuff.  From Bateman's more subtle approach to Charlie Day's barely-contained sanity I thought it was a strong showing.

Google+ is in the neighborhood now! I joined when I got an invite and I have to be honest, it's already something I'd like to see overtake Facebook from the easy way you can share things with different groups of friends.  Yes they're reinventing the wheel, but Google just does it with a style not many others can match.  If anyone doesn't have an invite and would like to check it out, send me a message and I'll hook you up.

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Almost Forgot A Title

Words are goofy, and tonight's comic is brought to you that thing we all do where we repeat a word over and over until it sounds weird.

There may be a movie in there: the epic tale of how Merriam and Webster ended up thrown together in the midst of political intrigue and assassins and a lifelong friendship was borne.  Throw in a few steamy scenes, not between the two mustachioed or mutton-chopped men, and we're in Hollywood by the fall.  Or whatever.

In a few short days, I will be leaving my mid-twenties and entering my late twenties.  Either the old-timers disease is kicking in super early or I've lost all interest in age because my wife had to help me remember how old I was.  The funny part is that I was wrong before checking with her.  That alone is enough to look forward to a nice round unforgettable 30 in a few years.  Keeping it pretty low-key, I plan to hit the movie theaters and do a double feature for the new Transformers and then finish up with Horrible Bosses.  Jason Bateman and Charlie Day make me pretty hopeful, I want the latter to do well because he's that wild card I'll gladly shell out money for time and again.

Anyways, stay sassy.  Leave me a comment, did you get the comic tonight?  Sign up to have them e-mailed, RSS'd or just be on the lookout for my shameless plugging on the social media interfaces.

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Professional Layabout

The images to the left are used only with the utmost affection for Where's Waldo and remain the property of their creator.  You have to admit though, he's really a lazy kind of guy.  The entire time I've known Waldo, he's been hiding from The Man or backpacking across wildly crazy vistas.  After a few years, you have to ask yourself is there something that goof is trying to hide, or is he just running from his own future?

Now that I've wrapped up that little bit, it's time to move on to something I love.  Don't you just get all excited when a critic starts to analyze children's material?  I know Brian Regan has a few lines on the subject but come on; Dick, Jane and Spot are there for nothing more than to be seen.  It's possible that they speak to the communistic tendencies of a free-thinking culture, but I'm going to bet they're just cartoons on a page.

Contrary to what you may be thinking from the above material, I'm not in a grouchy mood.  It is entirely possible for me to slip into that frame of mind, however, because of the bug bites that are only now starting to show up on my feet and legs from the past weekend.  I didn't get it half as badly as my wife though, so here's hoping hers dissipate quickly.

The weekend for those of here at the Estate was very relaxing.  We got to go see some hicks pop wheelies in a parade, go eat some really good barbecue (where we obtained previous bug bites) and spent the entire time around my family.  What we did not do was find a fireworks show.  Gone are my youthful days of seeing four or five shows with my friends, but hopefully it means I'll appreciate it more the next time around.  How did your celebrating go?  Comment and we'll chat.

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