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Trying a few things.  Trying to exercise my comic-making skills.  Trying to exorcise my personal demons.  Trying to cope.

Trying a few things. Trying to exercise my comic-making skills. Trying to exorcise my personal demons. Trying to cope.

thebirdandthebat:

I’m sure someone already did this by now but…I had to. Hail, Hydra.

thebirdandthebat:

I’m sure someone already did this by now but…I had to. Hail, Hydra.

After seeing people on Facebook sharing Bible verses on image macros made for advertising religious movies like God’s Not Dead, I wondered if this marketing strategy might work for other movies…

(Bonus alternate modern NIV translation included, in case you didn’t get just what exactly was being said in the King James Version. Frankly, I can’t decide which one is raunchier…)

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After seeing people on Facebook sharing Bible verses on image macros made for advertising religious movies like God’s Not Dead, I wondered if this marketing strategy might work for other movies…

(Original photo found here.  Also here.)

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After seeing people on Facebook sharing Bible verses on image macros made for advertising religious movies like God’s Not Dead, I wondered if this marketing strategy might work for other movies…

(Original photo found here. Also here.)

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After seeing people on Facebook sharing Bible verses on image macros made for advertising religious movies like God’s Not Dead, I wondered if this marketing strategy might work for other movies as well…

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After seeing people on Facebook sharing Bible verses on image macros made for advertising religious movies like God’s Not Dead, I wondered if this marketing strategy might work for other movies as well…

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So there’s this movie out now, which, judging by the trailer, is about a young Christian named Josh Wheaton (SPOILER: obviously meant to be Joss Whedon before he both became an atheist and created Buffy the Vampire Slayer) who dares to venture into the scary Christian-persecuting world of higher education and runs afoul of an evil cartoonish exaggeration of a spiteful liberal professor with a penchant for misunderstanding and quoting authors horribly out of context, who tries to get his students to deny God and worship Hercules instead. Also, one of the Duck Dynasty guys shows up at one point to advertise their tv show.

Anyway, this movie has been advertised almost entirely through image macros shared across social media by all your annoying Facebook friends. Here are a couple of unused ones I found that seem to have been rejected or revised for some reason.

(Yes, that list of merchandise is entirely real.)

Part of a work in progress. 

Based on a dream I had the other night about the ending of True Detective.  Hopefully I’ll finish the comic before the show ends next week.  Hopefully the show’s ending won’t be anywhere near as as silly as the one in my dream.  In the meantime, can’t wait to see what kinds of wacky hijinks and existential horrors old Marty and Rust get themselves caught up in tonight!

Part of a work in progress.

Based on a dream I had the other night about the ending of True Detective. Hopefully I’ll finish the comic before the show ends next week. Hopefully the show’s ending won’t be anywhere near as as silly as the one in my dream. In the meantime, can’t wait to see what kinds of wacky hijinks and existential horrors old Marty and Rust get themselves caught up in tonight!

Hey everyone! Look what day it… what?

Hey everyone! Look what day it… what?

zdarsky:

I do an advice column for a newspaper called Extremely Bad Advice. It’s normally not like this, but this week is different.Here it is.

"So how do I shake this? The shortness of life reminder has me instinctually wanting to quit my job, sell my house and go, I don’t know, anywhere. But that’s the instinct of a young man who gets bad news and runs down the streets drunk on wine and bangs his knee but keeps on going because he’s not 38 with a mortgage and a career and a knee that just doesn’t heal that well anymore. And to run away is to miss out on building a life, delaying it with affairs and danger, which grows old, really. And I like my life. I can do better with it, like anyone else, and maybe that’s the answer instead of setting fire to everything."Confession:Since my friend Kate died, there have been several times where if I had even remotely thought I could have afforded it, I would have packed up my crap and left this place.  Run somewhere far away and started over completely.  She and I had talked about doing that many times. We knew both of us probably belonged someplace else.  Anywhere but here.But we both also knew that would never really happen.  She was too sick.  I was too unsure of myself.  And we both were too loyal to friends and family and had waited too long and let our roots grow too damn deep here over the years.But, god help me, some days I still think about running.

zdarsky:

I do an advice column for a newspaper called Extremely Bad Advice. It’s normally not like this, but this week is different.

Here it is.

"So how do I shake this? The shortness of life reminder has me instinctually wanting to quit my job, sell my house and go, I don’t know, anywhere. But that’s the instinct of a young man who gets bad news and runs down the streets drunk on wine and bangs his knee but keeps on going because he’s not 38 with a mortgage and a career and a knee that just doesn’t heal that well anymore. And to run away is to miss out on building a life, delaying it with affairs and danger, which grows old, really. And I like my life. I can do better with it, like anyone else, and maybe that’s the answer instead of setting fire to everything."

Confession:

Since my friend Kate died, there have been several times where if I had even remotely thought I could have afforded it, I would have packed up my crap and left this place.  Run somewhere far away and started over completely.  She and I had talked about doing that many times. We knew both of us probably belonged someplace else.  Anywhere but here.

But we both also knew that would never really happen.  She was too sick.  I was too unsure of myself.  And we both were too loyal to friends and family and had waited too long and let our roots grow too damn deep here over the years.

But, god help me, some days I still think about running.

I guess if anyone could look at a giant robotic skeletal T. rex and think “that just doesn’t look fearsome enough—let’s put some devil horns on it,” it’d be Michael Bay.

I guess if anyone could look at a giant robotic skeletal T. rex and think “that just doesn’t look fearsome enough—let’s put some devil horns on it,” it’d be Michael Bay.