Shankie's House of Guns & Spandex

So I never actually post scans of what's pretty much my favourite comic book right now. Scratch that; totally my favourite. The Spirit is a sundae of awesome, drizzled in awesomesauce and topped with super-cool whip and cherries of spectacularness.

It should be properly consumed, not just picked at.

(I'm a little sleep-deprived.)



It's funny, just over-the-top enough for a pulp feel, and the Spirit's adventures are exactly that. Adventures! I could gush for hours about this, really. If you like things that are good and things that are comic books, it's required reading, really. XD

But...

Frank Miller writing/directing a Spirit movie scares me, especially with the tagline "Down these mean streets a man must come. A hero born, murdered, and born again." Not to mention a poster about Central City screaming. Methinks he's confusing Denny Colt with undead Goddamn-Batman in a fedora.

The only thing that could make me like this book any better is the Flash turning up (it does take place in Central City, after all), being turned into a woman, then becoming a re-occuring character as a cranky-but-silly reluctant love interest that has all kinds of entertaining cat-fights with Silk Satin while Spirit and Ebony watch with popcorn. That would be awesome.

Okay, I'll go to bed now.

From the four-shot Martian Manhunter series published in '88, which was weird because it was written by DeMatteis but it was a dark plot I mostly didn't care for. Except for the great moments when J'onn goes to Batman when he needs a friend, and Batman is happy he did.

The last pages were my favourite part, and answers a question most people wouldn't really ask; how do Martians dance?

( I dance with the past... )

That makes me smile.

A lot of the stuff that's been keeping me busy more or less have begun resolving themselves, one way or the other and my dial-up internet has decided it'll stop being completely retarded and settle for just slow as hell. I guess I can live with that; I guess I'll have to, right? Yesterday I downloaded a 14MB file in only an hour and cheered.

This morning I went back into my Writing folder and began actually doing stuff in there, at the same time playing with a new toy; Jer's Novel Writer, a Mac program that works like yWriter (which I've also tried, some time ago); a word processor designed for working on long fiction projects. It's got all sorts of nifty features for keeping track of stuff, margin notes, outlines, a built-in character/place/whatever database and such. Those of you who write longer pieces might want to check out working with that kind of software, it's looking to be all kinds of useful so far.

Listening to Podcast X finally convinced me to read Nextwave: Agents of H.A.T.E. And that was a very good choice to make. Warren Ellis wrote it, it's absurdly over the top, and it's... well. It's Marvel, but I can forgive that. ::laughs::

Those are two of the heroes, Tabby Smith and Aaron Stack, and the cop is a scumbag who deserves it. Not that they actually know that, but in their defense, he'd just been a giant Transformer destroying the city a few minutes before.



I've been listening to N.W.A. while reading this, so, uh, this panel was just so darn fitting. Heh.

ETA:



::giggles::

(From Nextwave #4)

ETA 2: I have a new roommate; he looks and behaves exactly like Tim Drake with a cute blonde boyfriend.