Monday, May 23, 2016

the Walking Dead: Volume 25 No Turning Back

I forgot how dramatic the last issue was. This picks up where it left it opens on a major bummer.

As always, there's a lot of ups and downs, but it was kind of uplifting in the long-run. I'm stoked to see what happens next. Always am.

Haven't watched the last couple seasons of the TV show. But the comic is still alive and kicking.

Thursday, May 19, 2016

A Story Worth Living

A story worth living? Not this fucking story!


A dozen of us went out to see this movie. We were all duped. And we all feel like vomiting right now. Most reacted with, "we need to go to a strip club right now!" We have to wash off the filth of the last 90 minutes in a cloud of glitter, perfume, cigarette smoke, and silicone. Watching that movie just makes you want to go out and do horrible things.

If you were writing your own story why the hell would it include the following; sitting around a campfire and talking to your friends about "love," talking with dudes about your favorite scene in Les Mis, pulling out a copy of the Chronicles of Narnia and reading a lame passage to your friends, and worst of all....taking 8 days to ride a measly 1000 miles?! Really? All you could muster on 75% blacktop was a shitty 125 miles a day? WTF. What kind of lame ass story is this?

Oh yeah, the kind of lame ass story where Jesus and the bible pop up every 10 minutes. The kind of shitty ass story where everything in the world is really just a metaphor for the bible. Star Wars? The bible. LOTR? The bible. Fuck off.

These guys were such pussies it just drove you to the brink of violence. Honestly.

I swear I thought we were watching Brokeback Mountain 2.

This movie gives motorcycle movies a bad name. There wasn't one swastika, rape, orgy, shooting, or drug fueled violent act the whole time. What is the world coming to, people?

I left before the movie was done. But if I had been there alone I would have walked out after 10 minutes. Seriously. Fuck this movie.

Tuesday, May 10, 2016

The Complete Chronicles of Conan

Let's not beat around the bush: This is the best book ever.

If I could only save one book from my library this would be it. If I were stuck on a dessert island with only one book this would be it. Etc etc etc.

Just shy of 1000 pages, it took my time getting through all of Howard's tales. I sipped at it like a fine wine. I had to savor the greatness within because I knew once I had read it, there would be no more original Robert E. Howard Conan stories for me to devour. Robert committed suicide at the tender age of 30, and this is all he left us.

I'm still collecting the old paperbacks w/ Frazetta covers. I'll re-read the classic yarns within. But there's nothing new to discover now. Just the new fangled, derivative tales spun by Howard fanboys like L. Sprague De Camp. Better than nothing, I suppose.

Conan is my favorite literary character and Howard's tales truly transport me to a time since forgotten by mankind. All hail Conan...Amra...King of Aquilonia...

R.I.P. Robert E. Howard. May Mitra have mercy on his soul, for we know Crom won't.

Saturday, May 7, 2016

Ogilvy on Advertising

This was a no-brainer. Ogilvy is a giant in the industry so I decided to absorb some of his sage wisdom. True, this book is dated, hell, it was pretty much written pre-internet...but some of the theories should transcend time and space.

I found myself taking pictures of some of the passages and emailing them to myself at work to share w/ co-workers. Definitely some gems in here and it's worth a read if advertising is your thing, or even PART of your thing...

I liked his writing style. Very forthright. Has a good personality.