Three things.
Jul. 24th, 2009 05:15 pmThing the first!
ZOMG YAAAAAAAAAAY MOAR BONE MOAR BONE MOAR BONE!!!!!!!
Especially this tidbit:
Reprinted material will include such things as the never-before-reprinted Bone story from Disney Adventures.
I... still have that issue of Disney Adventures. No, seriously.
Thing the second!
Is there anybody on my flist with mad Photoshop skillz who would be willing to edit ugly seams out of a DVD-box scan for me?
I ask because it is officially time for another Scanspam Week, and I want to do a Soul Eater kickoff with this shizbit, but I am le fail at getting the seams edited out of the Maka box scan.
Edited to add: The flist delivers, as usual. Thank you!!
Thing the third!
Found scribbled on a post-it note that I stuck inside my copy of Skeleton Key to Finnegans Wake:
I suspect that Vyasa would be the winner here, both in terms of sheer authorial badassery and because in a cage match he could beat up anybody. Then again, this is Jimmy Joyce that we're talking about, the man who decided that the English language just wasn't good enough to properly express his masterpiece, so he spent seventeen years just making up his own goddamn words, including 35-syllable onomatopoeia, just because he could. Oh, and he wrote love letters to Nora Barnacle demanding that she describe, in graphic detail, how she masturbated to thoughts of his greatness. And she did. That's pretty epic badassery right there. And yet! It's still not as badass as demanding that a god write down your epic masterpiece as you dictate it - your epic masterpiece which, by the way, is eight times the length of the Iliad and the Odyssey combined - because you're just too awesome to waste your own time writing down yourself. Oh and then you insert yourself into your own story and basically open with a scene that involves a beautiful princess informing you that the world is on the brink of destruction and that disaster can only be averted by the magical properties of your glorious cock. Yes, really. And that's why Vyasa wins. Well, that and the fact that he could, in fact, beat up anybody. Really.
See, you guys, this is how my brain works when I'm bored.
Edited to add: Okay, four things now.
I want this.
And I will die of awesome if any of the Goon characters quote the "hookers and ice cream" line.
ZOMG YAAAAAAAAAAY MOAR BONE MOAR BONE MOAR BONE!!!!!!!
Especially this tidbit:
Reprinted material will include such things as the never-before-reprinted Bone story from Disney Adventures.
I... still have that issue of Disney Adventures. No, seriously.
Thing the second!
I ask because it is officially time for another Scanspam Week, and I want to do a Soul Eater kickoff with this shizbit, but I am le fail at getting the seams edited out of the Maka box scan.
Edited to add: The flist delivers, as usual. Thank you!!
Thing the third!
Found scribbled on a post-it note that I stuck inside my copy of Skeleton Key to Finnegans Wake:
Who is the Black*Star of of the literary world?
Vyasa
James Joyce
CAGEMATCH!!!!
I suspect that Vyasa would be the winner here, both in terms of sheer authorial badassery and because in a cage match he could beat up anybody. Then again, this is Jimmy Joyce that we're talking about, the man who decided that the English language just wasn't good enough to properly express his masterpiece, so he spent seventeen years just making up his own goddamn words, including 35-syllable onomatopoeia, just because he could. Oh, and he wrote love letters to Nora Barnacle demanding that she describe, in graphic detail, how she masturbated to thoughts of his greatness. And she did. That's pretty epic badassery right there. And yet! It's still not as badass as demanding that a god write down your epic masterpiece as you dictate it - your epic masterpiece which, by the way, is eight times the length of the Iliad and the Odyssey combined - because you're just too awesome to waste your own time writing down yourself. Oh and then you insert yourself into your own story and basically open with a scene that involves a beautiful princess informing you that the world is on the brink of destruction and that disaster can only be averted by the magical properties of your glorious cock. Yes, really. And that's why Vyasa wins. Well, that and the fact that he could, in fact, beat up anybody. Really.
See, you guys, this is how my brain works when I'm bored.
Edited to add: Okay, four things now.
I want this.
And I will die of awesome if any of the Goon characters quote the "hookers and ice cream" line.
