Comic for Wednesday, August 2nd, 2006

Posted: 7:10 am, Wednesday, August 2nd

Boo, Billy, you sucker.

Yeah, gonna be a short one today, gang. Not too many links, and I've got too much else to do. I'm out after today for Reggie Ho's wedding. The site will carry on, but the posts will be very minimal and the links presumably all but nonexistant. We've got the rehearsal dinner tomorrow evening and then the Big Day on Friday. Hopefully there will be some recovery by Monday, and Mena can get around to having her time in the sun.

Somebody linked to this absolutely insane collitch football preview yesterday, and I will do the same. It is clearly the product of a sick and twisted mind. Not only do the Irish lose four in it (or three? I didn't read it too closely), but the Miami Hurricanes somehow win the whole thing. Sure, the ACC sucks, but I really doubt Miami grew an offense over the off-season. By the way, we are at T-minus one month from the kickoff of the ChooChoo Charlie World Tour. I cannot friggin' wait. Here's a blast from ND's past v. the Ramblin' Wreck, first up in the Season of Glory. (Some one of these days, I'll begin just actually embedding the video.)

I finished the Dante Club yesterday. It was highly enjoyable up until the last fifty pages - the dude totally punted on the ending. Skip the rest of this paragraph if you don't want spoilers. OK, so the murderer is interrupted trying to kill this guy who's trying to stop the Dante Club from publishing Dante. (It turns out all the murders are committed to try and help them, which is stupid in itself.) Now, instead of taking the absolutely logical stance of having the killer view himself as these guys' protector/benefactor, the author introduces this odd Civil War background story where the killer was forced to administer punishment on deserters, and therefore he views these guys as deserters instead, and was going to make Longfellow punish his friends. Um, hello? The lowest circle of hell is for those who betray their benefactors. There are three guys getting munched on by Satan. There are three poets that interrupt the murder. So this nut killing everyone Dante style decides to have their friend punish them instead of rig up some awesome satanic chewing machine? That doesn't make any sense. And while making the killer nothing more than an insane Civil War vet with severe PTS is a nice homage to the fact that all of the guardians in the Inferno are stupid and ultimately powerless, it was extremely disappointing that this grand murder scheme that plays so nicely into the concept of punishing everyone's sins was ultimately just lucked upon by a semi-literate stockroom boy. And, finally, the killer takes a pseudonym trying to spell out Dante Alighieri (he's dyslexic, but knows his alphabet). He gets as far as Dante Al, and so becomes Dan Teal. Since he's semi-literate, gee, I don't know, don't you think he'd spell it "Donte"? So frustrating. Again, I recommend The Alienist instead.

2.0 and I just got back from seeing a movie to get out of the heat. The film? Monster House in 3D. It was awesome. Highly recommended. About eight billion times more entertaining than that dreadful pirate movie. Also awesome: A preview for Nightmare Before Christmas in 3D. Hot damn!

Today's nightmare is a woman who's now a Bally's physical instructor after having gastric bypass surgery a few years back. I'm not making fun of the fat pictures (hey, the Robot Genius had the bypass and he's still quite hefty) or anything, I just find this entire page oddly.. I don't know if I'd call it fascinating... Let's just leave it at odd. She also writes poetry.

bullfrog

You did forget to mention we thought the movie would be better in 2D babe...less eye strain.

I think I may have broken my sarcasm meter at my Sox site today. Will you be wearing a Sox pin on your tux at this wedding?

Zero

Your boy in today's strip creeped me the fuck out. Eye candy may be non-fattening, but there's delimiters up in this bitch.

Also, how come I'm the only one who comes here and comments on the strip, rather than on the Irish or the Red Sox? Maybe I'll just wander in and start writing about the Steelers and Penguins.

I dunno - 15 and the Secretary check in on the strip, and 2.0 likes to jump in there when I screw up. It's one of those weird mysteries o' the site, I guess. I appreciate it, though. Feel free to treat yourself to one (1) Joey Porter-esque rant of insanity whenever you feel like it.

And, no, no Sox pin on the tux. And probably no mention in the toast, either, given the standings at the moment.

How hot is it out there? It's so hot that my falafel guy and his mom were arguing in *English.*

I really have nothing worthwhile to say about anything else....not that what I have to say about the strip is worthwhile, either....

The yellow-ish blobs in the background... doorways? Chair backs?

I think I'm going for windows in the back wall of the restaurant, there.