This is pretty funny and cut together really well, aside from Jack’s wardrobe changes. A little Yuletide LOL.

Is this new? No idea. Also? No idea what this movie is about, and the teaser trailer doesn’t help me out on that count, but new Christopher Nolan movie? Yeah, I’m there.

Pretty nifty surprise: MTV Splash Page named their best comics of 2009, and THE NEW BRIGHTON ARCHEOLOGICAL SOCIETY, by Mark Andrew Smith and Matt Weldon was named Best All-Ages Comics of 2009! Extra happiness for me because I edited it. Neat-o.

BEST ALL-AGES COMIC
“The New Brighton Archeological Society” (Image)
“New Brighton” readers get the best of two worlds in a story that’s fun to read on its own and a comic that can be shared with readers of any age — whether they can read it themselves or have it read to them. In fact, it feels like Mark Andrew Smith and Matthew Weldon have all the ingredients for success in “New Brighton”: a spunky group of kids with lots of free time, a wild world ripe for exploration, fantastic creatures culled from various faerie tales, and dangers that manage to be scary without being truly terrifying. It’s the sort of book we’re quite certain we’d love when we were little, but get a kick out of reading now, too.
- Rick Marshall

Take their word for it and snag yourself a copy! It makes the perfect Christmas gift!

Remember when you were a little kid and swearing (or using a “bad word”) was a big deal? One of few things I remember from my childhood I remember quite fondly: the first time I heard my little sister, then maybe only 4 or 5, swear. I forget exactly what she was doing, but whatever it was, it wasn’t working out. I heard a muttered, kind of raspy little kid, “Damn.”

I couldn’t believe my ears! “What’d you say?” I asked, trying not to laugh.

She looked at me, totally at her wits’ end, maybe due to some Barbie shoe that wouldn’t fit her doll or because the particle accelerator she built out of common household items was on the fritz, threatening all of mankind again – I dunno. Whatever it was, she was hot pissed. In exasperation, she shouted, “I said DAMN!” And she pronounced it “day-um,” Southern Ohio style.

I laughed out loud (is there an easier way to type those words?) in shock. It was a big deal back then! Hell, I might’ve told on her, too… Not sure. If I did I was a douche bag. That seems possible, maybe even likely.

Sneaking a swear word or a “cuss” was something subversive to do as a kid, at least it was for me. Getting away with a bad word. Edgy. I felt empowered with the few “s-words” I’d let out when annoyed or the secret “f-bombs” during times of childhood stress.

But when one is an adult, swearing is no big fucking deal, is it? Shit, I can fucking swear whenever the shit I wanna, and I can even substitute “shit” for “hell” if I think it’ll sound better or more badass.

Now swearing comes as natural to me as breathing. And it’s lost all it’s fucking power, because who gives a good goddamn, you know?

So, what now then?

What the fuck now then indeed.