Monday, October 25, 2010
Friday, October 22, 2010
Comic Books
The main issue with comics, for me, has to be the sense of perpetuity. In one of the ending 'letters from fans' sections of the comic, one of the authors (don't know who, can't remember which comic it was from) mentions that the series has "a good few years if not decades" to go.
I guess for the average comic book reader, this isn't a bad thing. But speaking as a much more avid BOOK reader than a COMIC BOOK reader, I find that somewhat irritating. Comics aren't accessible to most of the general public because they go on for FUCKING EVER and no one knows where to start.
Let's say I want to read some Batman comics. Where do I start? The old, golden age Batman comics? The gritty, new Batman comics? Fucking Justice League? There's a billion-odd storylines to consider, plus I'm sure I'd have to have an encyclopedic knowledge of the superhero universe to even understand a majority of the references.
Successful comics (I say 'successful' here because they crossed over to the public mainstream) are typically those that have a set end point, like the fantastic Watchmen. They have a beginning, a chunk of middle, and then an end. No dorky spinoffs, no ridiculously complicated storylines, nothing to stop a reader from just picking up the first episode and reading through it.
Back to The Walking Dead. It's a great comic, and I advise you all to read it. That said, it's still a comic, so it goes on for fucking ever and the only way to really understand it is to start from the beginning. Whatever.
/rant
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Senior Year
I know I haven’t blagged in a while, but I’ve been concerned with other stuff.
So what’s new? Well, I’m a senior.
Which is so cool. How cool? So cool that in a few years, I’m going to think I was the biggest douche in history.
You see, think of my self-esteem as… a butterfly.
Butterflies, in case you don’t know, fly in butterfly patterns. It’s a scientific term, look it up. They go up and then down. (I was going to use a rollercoaster for this metaphor, but that is way too cliche)
So in junior year, I was kind of on the uptick. (following the metaphor, I was reaching for the sky on my beautiful, beautiful butterfly wings) Now, in senior year, I am reaching the apex of this arc, and I am happier than a kid in a Lego store.
Also, I’m writing a musical. And possibly another. Stay tuned.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Monday, September 20, 2010
Do you feel that people take you seriously, or do they always seem to think you're just kidding around? If so, either way, is it beneficial?
I am a really, really cynical, sarcastic person. So I don't exactly blame people when they rarely take me seriously. It's not their fault, I've set it up that way, whether I want to or not.
That said, it is frustrating sometimes. I'm a funny guy, I kid around, but sometimes stuff is serious and it's times like those that I get a bit annoyed when people don't take me seriously. Typically I try to solve that by being louder, but for some strange reason that doesn't seem to work so much.
Is it beneficial? If I want to be not taken seriously, it's great. But if I do, it's a bit frustrating.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Breakup Letter
I know it's been fun. You know it's been fun. I mean, we've had quite a time, what with the trips and the friends and the parties. But maybe it's time we stop... you know, stop seeing each other.
Lately you've been a bit uncomfortable for me. I mean, I'm sure you feel it too. Your time- OUR time- is kind of on the home stretch. We're getting done, Summer, and I think it's time we move on.
Don't feel down, I know you can get over it- you usually bounce back in a couple months. Keep your head up, there's a whole other year in front of us. We can see each other again, it will just... be a while. We need space. You need space, I need space.
Summer, you're changing.
I've changed too, know that I've known you. Now that we've had this.
So I guess, what I'm saying is, let's just have one last adventure. We're almost one with each other, but we can savor what we had. Look forward to the future and laugh about the past, because it's all you have.
Signed,
Dante.




