Sunday, February 17, 2008
Fuck You Blogspot
Ok guys. Finally got the first fucking comic done...and it turns out Blogger or Blogspot, or whatever the fuck it is calling itself now sucks a gigantic, soggy, gray, wrinkly donkey cock. As soon as I find a better host. you will be able to see it in all of it's glory. It's at the bottom of the page for now....kind of...best I could do.....Fuck you blogspot.
Sunday, February 3, 2008
Are you prepared?
So... I suppose you fine readers did not have the benefit of my famous one sentence review of the Turok demo I got when I reserved the game a couple of months ago. Now that I think of it, I am not sure that you guys even had the benefit of knowing that one sentence reviews are a service I provide. Well anyway, here is my original one-sentence review of the Turok reserve demo:
It seems like it could go either way; the demo shows promise; if they keep working at it, it could be an incredible game, but if this is all I am going to get, I will be disappointed.
Ok, so technically my "one sentence review" was actually an atrocious, although grammatically sound, run-on, but you get the point.
Anyway, I have good news. Touchstone (Games? Pictures? Studios? Whatever) has delivered the goods. Although the GameFAQS forums are deeply divided about the quality of the game and the finer points of animated grass sprites and auto-aim features, I feel like this game is really a good time. And as a side benefit, I have never been more prepared for the Raptor Apocalypse; surely I have never seen more instructional videos on how to stab a raptor in the head.
TK out....(I thought I would try a sign-out line).
It seems like it could go either way; the demo shows promise; if they keep working at it, it could be an incredible game, but if this is all I am going to get, I will be disappointed.
Ok, so technically my "one sentence review" was actually an atrocious, although grammatically sound, run-on, but you get the point.
Anyway, I have good news. Touchstone (Games? Pictures? Studios? Whatever) has delivered the goods. Although the GameFAQS forums are deeply divided about the quality of the game and the finer points of animated grass sprites and auto-aim features, I feel like this game is really a good time. And as a side benefit, I have never been more prepared for the Raptor Apocalypse; surely I have never seen more instructional videos on how to stab a raptor in the head.
TK out....(I thought I would try a sign-out line).
Ok...I'm not gonna lie anymore.
So, I am rapidly beginning to see the futility of even attempting to define a deadline for this whole web-comic thing. You see, the problem is simply that PJ and I are slackers.
Material is not the problem. We have hilarious lives; virtually every conversation we have is grounds for it's own comic (ranging from what the Templars are thinking in Assassin's Creed, The most violent movie ever not made (Care Bear Marauder), and even the dangers of trying to play a drinking game with the Star Wars...uhm....sextilogy, I guess.)
The actual problem in comic production is when we actually have to do something. A distinct lack of actual skill in drawing or web design isn't a huge help, either.
But that is no reason for us to not have an active blog, right?
In unrelated news, I am stoked that the Pats got their asses stuck with a great big Plasma 'nade in tonight's game. I was still pissed about them cheating against the Jets earlier this season.
I know, I know, "TK! What the hell are you doing watching professional sports?!" Well you see, it wasn't all bad. My compatriots and I happened to be taking advantage of a marvelous double TV set-up to play some Halo 3 while we watched. Don't worry, nothing could take me away from Halo.
A couple of funny lines came up while we were playing:
"Ok dude, for the last time, if you are running towards someone firing a needler at you, change your strategy, you're going to blow up!"
and
"Where the hell did that come from"
"I walked up to you and put a needle grenade on your face.....boop."
(For maximum humor effect, be sure to read that 'boop' as in the near final scene of Super Bad when the kids go to bed together.)
Material is not the problem. We have hilarious lives; virtually every conversation we have is grounds for it's own comic (ranging from what the Templars are thinking in Assassin's Creed, The most violent movie ever not made (Care Bear Marauder), and even the dangers of trying to play a drinking game with the Star Wars...uhm....sextilogy, I guess.)
The actual problem in comic production is when we actually have to do something. A distinct lack of actual skill in drawing or web design isn't a huge help, either.
But that is no reason for us to not have an active blog, right?
In unrelated news, I am stoked that the Pats got their asses stuck with a great big Plasma 'nade in tonight's game. I was still pissed about them cheating against the Jets earlier this season.
I know, I know, "TK! What the hell are you doing watching professional sports?!" Well you see, it wasn't all bad. My compatriots and I happened to be taking advantage of a marvelous double TV set-up to play some Halo 3 while we watched. Don't worry, nothing could take me away from Halo.
A couple of funny lines came up while we were playing:
"Ok dude, for the last time, if you are running towards someone firing a needler at you, change your strategy, you're going to blow up!"
and
"Where the hell did that come from"
"I walked up to you and put a needle grenade on your face.....boop."
(For maximum humor effect, be sure to read that 'boop' as in the near final scene of Super Bad when the kids go to bed together.)
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