Comic for Wednesday, August 16th, 2006

Posted: 12:01 am, Wednesday, August 16th

I was incorrect about there being much more today than there was yesterday - between me being busy at the office and internet having a case of the Dog Days of Summer, there's not a lot of linkage to have. I know you're disappointed, but hopefully the weather is nice where you are, or something as equally soothing.

I have no doubt that Shitwit's on this. In fact, you could say that this has been the driving idea behind Shitwit's Africa policy for the past six years (especially the pro-AIDS part). By the way, the Bryant Park flick the other night was Charade, which largely centers around the United States government going to slightly ludicrous lengths to retrive $250,000. Granted, it was 1963, but the idea of the government giving two shits about $250,000 is just too far out there. There was also a line about how giving your life for your country was about the best way to die. That line drew a *lot* of laughs.

Which brings me to this awesome political cartoon that the now-back Journey into History linked to yesterday. Beautiful art, well-executed, outstanding title. (Another good one, right here.)

Anyone want to get their baby into Satan early? Here's lullaby renditions of your favorite Metallica and Tool songs. I think One actually sounds creepier as a lullaby. Reggie Ho is, as we speak, pre-ordering these for his horrified sisters-in-law.

Your Daily Irish is Chris Stewart on his way to practice. I don't even know where to begin. This cannot be a human being. It's got to be like a shaved bear or something. This guy is 18. He dropped fifty pounds since April, from what I hear. I cannot believe the size of this guy. I can't believe that I share any genetic material with this guy. Honestly, I'm closer to being a chimp than I am being Chris Stewart. Holy Goddamn. And somehow, this wasn't the premiere O-line catch of the recruiting class. By God.

I know I'm focusing more on personality traits than utter lack of aesthetic taste with the Nightmares this week, but my God, I'm finding some gems. This is the Pretty Girl's Club. You have to apply for membership. If you are not a pretty girl, they will not add you as a friend. If they don't like you, they'll dump a bucket of pig blood on your computer, I guess.

bullfrog

Wow, that one guy came out looking a *ton* like Pete. I need to draw with more detail sometimes. I don't know how I didn't see this when I was drawing him.

I was sort of wondering what pete was doing in the wedding party.

Yeah, I'm really not too psyched that I did that. I think I'll go back and correct yesterday and today's strips at some point.

Bullfrog, I don't know if I believe that the groomsmen would get kicked out of the reception...

Christ Stewart is HUGE...

(That's all I have to say about that.)

I just now noticed that you can't see a face inside Stewart's helmet. Charlie is recruiting the Nazgul to play O-line! As long as the Trojans have no shieldmaidens of Rohan on roster, glory is ours.

Division I field a woman... not gonna happen so I think we're safe. To glory!

everything that's wrong about NYC Wall Street is encapsulated by this...

http://dealbook.blogs.nytimes.com/?p=6406

I am massively unhappy just from reading that. What a bunch of tools.

Your comment about Charade made me think of a line from a Wilfred Owen poem about WWI (orgininally from Horace): "Dulce et Decorum Est pro patria mori" The translation that sticks in my head is something like: "What a sweet and fitting thing it is to die for one's country." Owen calls it the "old lie," how right he is.

The poem in question:

http://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Dulce_et_Decorum_est

Man, the internet rules.

By the way, MNP - the comments popping up under that 30 under 30 article are priceless.

Kicked out of a wedding party? No. Arrested for assault and battery and being dragged out by the police? Yes.