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    • Return of the Industry Dinner!

    • Posted by stsparky on 26 Jan 11
    • David does these dinners — he was an editor at Disney for their old in house comics back in the day.

      Comics industry dinner returns this Thursday!

      WHEN: Thursday, January 27, 7:00 p.m.

      WHERE: Junior's Deli, 2379 Westwood Boulevard in Westwood, near the intersection of the 10 and 405 freeways.

      WHAT we'll discuss:
      Local publishers -- Top Cow, Bongo, Tokyopop, and other comic-book and graphic-novel publishers based in southern California (including DC's move out here)

      With Disney's ownership of Marvel and Warner Bros. moving some DC Comics operations out to Burbank, is the center of comics-industry power shifting to L.A.? And if it is, what kind of creative and business opportunities is it bringing our way? A lot of us know bits and pieces of the answer to these questions, so come swap insights with colleagues for a prosperous 2011.

      About the comics dinner: Held on the last Thursday of the month, it’s for anyone who's worked in comic books or graphic novels: artists, retailers, publishers, printers, teachers, writers, librarians, editors, everyone. (No fans or wannabes, though. This is just for the industry.) There’s no formal agenda; we eat, drink, trade news and gossip, show off new work, and so on. People have built friendships and business deals after meeting at the dinners. If you’ve got announcements or questions for your colleagues, bring them. Someone’s bound to be interested.

      Let me know if you'll come. If you show up without RSVPing, we won't toss you out, but I need an idea of how many people we'll get. I'm at davidseidman@earthlink.net ...
    • I don't get me

    • Posted by RenThing on 26 Jan 11
    • Monday night I had two bottles of beer, nine hours of sleep, and woke up on Tuesday feeling like if I could decimate the planet it would be a good start.

      Last night I had no booze, four hours of sleep, and woke up feeling like I should be skipping along whilst singing "LIFE IS AWESOME AND FU IF YOU DON'T THINK SO!"

      Some days I don't get me.
    • I admit, I LOLed

    • Posted by RenThing on 25 Jan 11
    • Warren's latest post about people wanting NSFW tags on photos and the lack of such requests when it's photos of naked Katie West was awesome.

      Embrace the Batcock needs to be the title of a punk album.
    • Rachael Rants! Cars, College, Commuting, Kindness, Sickness, Psychology

    • Posted by Rachæl Tyrell on 22 Jan 11
    • Because I rant on those SNOM threads waaaaay too much, I'll do it here.

      Yes, I'm going to school. Full time, even. This is perhaps not a good idea, and not just because I have to transfer from bus to train to Paterson (a notorious dangerous shithole) to get to my University.

      My Lyme Disease brain swelling headache of doom is returning with a growing vengance of perpetuity. Sure, I've been taking two different antibiotics twice a day for six months now, but they only work for so long before the virus grows a resistance and fights back, and you've got to switch pills. Or get an IV. I've run out of one of the meds, the lack of which is kicking my head even further into a poundy state. I tried to get the prescription filled, but for one month supply of antibiotics while not having coverage, they'd asked me to pay $260.

      (My school forces me into crappy medical coverage plan, but it's not kicked in yet, I suppose.)

      My commute, to travel just 35 miles away, is a 3-4 hour trek. A mile walk to the train towards NYC, to then transfer to a different train away from NYC, to a bus. The bus stops running at 10, so to get home, I've got to take a bus to Manhattan, and then walk 8 blocks through midtown to the train station to get home.

      Google maps tells me that it'd take less time to travel by bicycle. Christ.

      But it's not really even a matter of the time that it takes. I'm patient when it comes to public transport, really. It's the physical exertion and being upright for so long making my head go 'splody. Also, it's fucking expensive. It's between $25-$35 each day I trek to school. That's nearly $300 a month! Therefore, I'm looking into buying a car with all that Federal loan money I'll be getting soon. I'm also looking on craigslist to see if I can hire someone to drive me to classes, as well as hiring/barthering an auto-literate man to go with me to look at cars.

      This might all fuck up my attempts at Federal Disability. I hope not. Six months ago, I asked my caseworker how I could switch from Unemployment to Temporary State Disability. I wanted the health coverage. There's a specialist in Princeton I need to see that ONLY takes medicaid and medicare. My caseworker told me I'd make half the money, and that instead I should keep my unemployment until I ran out in a few months, be only breifly without coverage, and then switch. OK.

      Unemployment has not run out yet, but I don't care about the money, I just want to see doctors. My head is exploding. So, this week, I'd gone to Unemployment to ask them about getting on state Disability.

      They told me I'd been on Unemployment too long, and no longer qualified. Then they canceled my Unemployment because if I was unable to work that meant I wasn't looking for work.

      I then went to Financial Aid at my university and asked them about if student loans will fuck my disability claim. They didn't know, and sent me to Student Services.

      Student Services didn't know, but the lady DID tell me TO MY FUCKING FACE that she didn't believe that people who can handle going to school should be able to get Disability.

      Now, through school, it's mandatory that I go on their plan, or prove that I'm already on a plan of equivalence. So I have coverage, but it's really crappy. Also, there's no dental, and I've got at least one tooth that will probably rot out of my head in the next year. I've already got one missing tooth, I don't want another. Whatever makes my spine and joints crap is likley effecting my teeth. At my last dentist visit 6 years ago, I needed something like 24 cavaties filled.

      It's not all bad, though. I'll be getting enough in student loans to either get a car, move out, or maybe even do BOTH. If my disability DOES go through, I'll have the peace of mind to know that if I continue to worsen, my student loans will be severely reduced or "forgiven".

      Also... Two men helped me find a cab when I arrived in Paterson; a cab driver charged me half price; another man brought me to my bus stop and walked me from the bus to my train; a train conductor let me ride for free instead of charging me the on-train fee.

      And... the Photography I professor, after looking at my website, changed her mind about suggesting I take the prerequisite courses and invited me to her class.

      I've successfully kept it quiet that I'm going to school, and family is unaware. Hopefull I can slip away like the fuck up they think I am, and then kick some ass.

      It's a shame how well spite works as a motivator in my life.

      EDITED TO ADD:

      I'd emailed my psychologist. Since I'll be going to school full time I'll have coverage, and my psychologist takes this new coverage of mine. I also asked him to fill out the form that would allow me to get a discounted rate on NJ Transit for disabilities. I mentioned to him the arduous journey it was, taking 3 hours each way, and how VERY fucking expensive. About $30 a day. I added that I hoped this experience of going to school wasn't going to make me lose my shit.

      His response:

      If you stick with this plan, you WILL lose your shit, and it won't take long. It is preposterous for anyone to do such a commute, much less you, with your assorted issues. It is NOT in your best interests, despite a few "positive" things that could come of it. For the sake of your overall health, and your psychological health in particular, I recommend against it. You would need to step up all efforts to find a ride to make it remotely feasible. How about any other schools to attend?
    • Who's Been Tumbl'd?

    • Posted by The Gentleman Mummy on 22 Jan 11
    • I've recently become one with the spongy white internet demigod of communicative blogging and re-blogging. I'll mostly be using it to do something constructive with my internet addiction and get doodles and drawings online.

      So...is there any particular page or pages within the great Tumbularity that anyone can recommend?
    • Ugly Fonts, and Reading

    • Posted by Rootfireember on 18 Jan 11
    • There's been a recent explosion in my feed-reader about how Ugly Fonts may boost Reading Comprehension. Some have taken this to mean that fonts such as comic-sans should be used more often. Those people haven't paid attention to the actual study. It's not ugly boosting the reading comprehension. It's the harder-to-read fonts doing it. The ones that make you stop, read slower and focus more on what you're reading instead of speeding through it like a cheetah on speed.

      Just because a font's ugly, doesn't mean it's great to use. Different fonts can convey different things -- and a font (such as comic sans) doesn't necessarily convey the "oh look, it's school, let us learn now" feeling. It's not a bad font, it's just a bit silly and goofy for a place such as a text book, and it's really not hard to read. Which is where websites seem to be mixing things up, equating all ugly fonts with proper fonts for any use now.

      Is it just me or has the media, in general, been taking a lot of rather bland stories, twisting them to the point where recognizing the sources is near impossible, and throwing a shitfit? Tiger Mom, Comic Sans is for Educating! and the 13th Zodiac...

      or maybe it's just the local coffee shop keeping the tv on fox news and pissing me off with this crap in the morning.
    • GovSpy dodged a tire iron to the face

    • Posted by government spy on 18 Jan 11
    • I witnessed a breaking and entering the other night...

      I live in the top half of a duplex, and this gay guy lives downstairs from me (I say gay guy because it actually pertains to the story later). He's had a few boyfriends/roommates living with him since we moved in back in August, and a lot of traffic in and out at all hours, day or night. I don't know what he does for a living; landlord said something computer related and left it at that. Because the kid's scared of a break-in, he installed numerous CCTV cameras all over the outside of the apartment, along with motion detectors and flood lights. I had told him some time ago that burlgar bars would do him much better, but he ignored me. We've often wondered if there was something illegitimate going on down there, but since our only real problem with them is that they play techno dance music a bit late in the middle of the night, we pretty much leave them alone except for a few random knocks on the door to tell them to turn it the fuck down for christssake.

      So, Sunday night, around 8pm, me and the lady are watching a movie, and we hear something break downstairs. A door slams loudly. Twice. Three times (Thrice). People yelling. We assume (and I know it's not pc) that it's just a couple gay guys slapping the crap out of each other and that it's nothing too serious. I tell my girl to hold off calling 9-1-1 while I check it out. I unlock my gun safe, but on second thought I leave my pistol in the safe because I don't want to appear too threatening. Besides, it's just a lovers' quarrel, right?

      I knock on their door, and the door swings open. I see into their living room, and some guy is ripping a flatscreen TV off of a wall. A folding door lies broken in the kitchen doorway. One roommate is standing there looking clueless. I yell at the TV thief, "What the fuck are you doing? Get the fuck out of here!" I step into the apartment, and down on the hall to my left, one guy is kicking in a bedroom door. Another man is standing behind him holding a tire iron.

      In not one of my more intelligent decisions, I step forward, yelling, "Hey, get the fuck out of here, I'm calling the cops!" The guy with the tire iron raises it above his head and charges at me. Somehow, I ducked a blow to the head, and the tire iron hits the wall above me. I run like a bitch back to my apartment, Mr. Tire Iron right behind me, and I just barely manage to lock the door behind me. I yell up the stairs for the lady to call 9-1-1 after all, and I grab my gun.

      I look out the window and see all three hopping into a pick-up truck and get the hell out of Dodge.

      On one hand, I feel stupid for going down there unarmed. Not a bright move. Had I gone in armed, though, I would have shot Tire Iron Guy. I surprised the burglars, according to the downstairs neighbors, and when I took off, they said something about the cops coming and they dropped everything and ran. Only two people had any injuries, and they were minor. Nobody had to go to the hospital, and nothing got stolen. There was minor property damage.

      I don't feel as though I saved the day, far from it. I am glad that no one was hurt, and in the end, I think this ended the best way possible. I write this here, to, I dunno, get it off my chest, and to feel better about walking into something I wasn't prepared for. It's times like these where you are made very aware of how much of a badass you are not. I can't, unarmed, fight a guy with a tire iron. In the fight or flight world, I ran like a mother fucker. I am glad that I wasn't packing, that I wasn't put into a position where I may have had to shoot someone. I have not been put in that spot professionally, though I have been trained for it, and I have never looked forward to it. I can picture clear as day how it would have gone down, and I am much more satisfied with the way things turned out without having my weapon. But I am buying a baseball bat. Just in case. There's a middle ground between my pistol and being unarmed, and I'll take fucking someone up with a bat over killing someone any day. Especially if they're swinging a tire iron at my face.