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Comic for Friday, April 13th, 2007

God love thrilling conclusions, huh?

Posted: 7:30 am, Friday, April 13th

First! Sorry to everyone who had to endure the trip down memory lane me and the Domers took yesterday. Ten years ago today, we were all hungover within an inch of our life (and watching Tiger Woods absolutely demolish the field at the Masters - my RA and my buddy Leahy took turns being Tiger Woods, in a riff on the popular ad of the day, trading off every other hole, and I got stuck being Tom Kite throughout)(I AM TOM KITE!). We will, hopefully, not converse endlessly about our hangovers, but if anyone feels like talking about various terrible hangovers they have had during their lives, feel free.

Second! Before anyone (2.0) jumps on, I totally ripped this off from this week's This American Life. It was an episode built around dream jobs, and John Hodgman reads an essay about his post-Mac/PC ad life, in which he goes into the Apple store in Soho. "Total storewide chaos," is what he says occurs. Anyway, if you're not listening to This American Life, you really need to. It's just awesome. Haven't gotten around to watching any of the Showtime episodes yet, though.

I went home early yesterday because the office has been treating me like it caught me in bed with its wife lately, and as no one was looking, I thought I'd just git while the gittin' was good. So I went home and drew and waited for the Sox game to start. It got rained out, so that sucked, but I noticed two ridiculous things on the MLB site. One was that Garrett Anderson has deep respect for No. 42, which is hilarious, because there was a bit of a PR snafu when he decided not to wear the 42 jersey this weekend. (Non-baseball fans, Sunday is the 60-year mark since Jackie Robinson broke the baseball color barrier wearing number 42 for the Brooklyn Dodgers - yeah, Brooklyn - and ten years since baseball retired 42 across the entire sport, so they're celebrating by having a guy on every team wear 42, except for the Dodgers, where everyone on the team will be wearing 42. Which sounds like a bad Batman-villain plot or something.) The other was that Alyssa Milano has evidently designed a bunch of girly-girl baseball t-shirts and hoodies and stuff. I think I mentioned this once before, and then filed it away in the deep recesses of my mind. And now here it is again. I can't accurately judge these clothes, because the only photos of them are while they are being worn by Alyssa Milano, and, as such, look pretty good. If unnecessarily busy.

I finally updated the archive. Not the archive by description - that's going to take me forever. But I'm making progress.

Oh, man, I've been meaning to talk about this place for freaking ever. It's not going to happen now, because I need to get back to drawing, but there's this Polish place on the Green Point/Williamsburg border called Lomzynianka (the z has a dot over it and the l has a slash through it) that is beyond crazy. Just so everyone knows. I'm going to chuck that in the Recommends section at some point. Lomzynianka. Lomzynianka. I think I can almost pronounce it. Nope. I can't. I just read it to myself and somehow managed to pronounce it starting with a 'z'. That's just dead wrong.

So, I don't think I've mentioned it here, but I'm leaving town for St. Augustine for a few days next week. I don't actually think it's going to disrupt the strip or anything, as I'm going to bring the laptop with me and try to update. But, if the hotel doesn't have the interweb (is that even possible anymore?), then I suppose I, and the site, will be out of commission for a few days. I don't plan on this occurring, but you never know.

bullfrog


Leahy -- Friday, April 13 2007, 10:16 am

I'm still Tiger Woods by the way. Bama was an imposter.


Bullfrog -- Friday, April 13 2007, 10:20 am

No, I believe Bama had the even-numbered holes, and ended the tournament being Tiger Woods. And getting all the golf-groupie action that goes along with demolishing the field at the Masters.


Pat -- Friday, April 13 2007, 10:34 am

I'm liking this self-deprecating Mac series this week. Even if Pete's comments are actually quite true.


Bullfrog -- Friday, April 13 2007, 11:32 am

I have re-established my Ticketmaster credentials and billing info and logged in early to ensure Wilco tickets. Twenty-eight minutes to glory!


Bullfrog -- Friday, April 13 2007, 12:04 pm

Nine dollars a ticket for a convenience charge! Fuck you, Ticketmaster, that's the last time I'm ever putting up with your nonsense. I should've gone to lunch early and waited at the box office. Fuck you and die, Ticketmaster.


2.0 -- Friday, April 13 2007, 04:34 pm

Nobody hates fees like Jeremiah hates fees. Not even Pearl Jam.



e -- Friday, April 13 2007, 04:51 pm

My favorite is that these places now charge extra to email you your tickets (instead of picking them up at will call). Why would I want to pay extra for the privilege of printing them out in a format that I can't re-sell them in AND potentially losing them before getting to the venue!?!?


Miyaa -- Friday, April 13 2007, 05:00 pm

Save your pent up anger for the Snape good guy or Snape bad guy posters you'll see at any Barnes and Noble or Borders bookstore. Of all the ways you could possibly ramp up the penultimate Harry Potter book, you wasted it on is Snape a good or bad guy?

Oh, and don't they make two button mac mice? (Which is the worst thing about the whole Vista stuff. Visually, it looks like an LSD version of the Mac interface. Do I want to pay $300+ for that kind of crap to see day after day?)


Bullfrog -- Friday, April 13 2007, 05:04 pm

Ultimate - the Half-blood Prince would've been the penultimate chapter. That is odd that they make that the factor here, though. I'm pretty sure Snape's a good guy. It's just too obvious to have him be evil the whole time. CK is laughing at us right now. DAMN YOU AND YOUR KNOWLEDGE, CK!

Yeah, they've made two-button Mac mice for a while now. But Pete is stubborn in his hatred.


Bullfrog -- Friday, April 13 2007, 05:04 pm

And I do hate fees. Ordering these tickets online is not $18 dollars worth of convenience. Especially since you have a fucking monopoly, Ticketmaster. Die and burn in hell forever.


Miyaa -- Friday, April 13 2007, 05:16 pm

Ah, but these are music tickets. Sports tickets convenience fees easily are in the $30 a pop range, at least. That's why there's television. And let's not forget parking!


Bullfrog -- Friday, April 13 2007, 10:57 pm

Just so none of you suckers think that web comicry is all glamour and drawing foxy ladies, I am just now leaving the office, where I shall return in a few hours. Just thought I'd throw that out there.


 

   

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