COMIC STRIPS SEE THE FUTURE

The economic meltdown?

Apparently, even Calvin & Hobbes saw it coming.



[Click on the toon for a legible version]

I am impressed.

Other people’s money,

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THE MEME INTERVIEWS PART 400 (ACTORS’ STUDIO EDITION)

Some memage for the weekend by order of trillsie  and popfiend :

James Lipton's 10 Questions (Inside the Actor's Studio), based on the Proust Questionnaire.

Copy and paste to notes, erase answers and have at it if you are so interested.

1.What is your favorite word?
Booty!

2. What is your least favorite word?
[Insert any given racial epithet here]

3. What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?
Music

4. What turns you off?
Fear

5. What is your favorite curse word?
Fuck, although I don’t consider it to be a “curse” word (not the way I use it).

6. What sound or noise do you love?
The sound of a woman faking pleasure.

7. What sound or noise do you hate?
Ann Coulter

8. What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?
AC/DC's drummer

9. What profession would you not like to do?
White House press secretary

10. If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
*Chuckle* Fundamentalists, eh?

BONUS QUESTION

What Aphrodisiac Are You?

You Are Asparagus

You're not exactly subtle. You seduce people by being highly suggestive. And surprisingly, it works. Your outrageous ways are very appealing. You always try to look as sexy as possible. Even if it means being a bit inappropriate. You somehow always manage turn the vibe sexual. You have more fun when everyone is being naughty!

Which is funny, since asparagus gives me the gout.

Too much of a good thing,

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HORNY LIKE THE WEREWOLF

Naturally, it’s only after I post my Beautiful Valentines comp that Warren Ellis returns from the past to tell me this:

Valentine’s Day is a Christian corruption of a pagan festival involving werewolves, blood and fucking.

And I thought, “Well, hell, when you put it THAT way ...”

So Happy Horny Werewolf Day to you all. And since I’ve posted The Cramps’ “I Was A Teenage Werewolf” at least twice already (once live, once with Michael Landon), I’ll have to make do with Glenn Danzig looking at you really hard.

PRODUCTION NOTE: There’s no werewolves in it, but there are wolves, and Glenn is singing about being a wolf and having sex with yr teenage daughter. So close enough for bloggery.

Ain’t no back-door wolf,

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PACK YR ERMINES, MARY ...

Because Team Def is mobilizing to Barcelona.

Yes, again.

It’s the annual drill – 14 hours in Economy Class in order to spend five days in buildings designed by Gaudi to cover the world’s biggest mobile telephones industry conference. Daily merciless deadlines and all the Sangria we can drink.

Sleep will not be on the agenda, I’m fairly sure, although I’m bringing melatonin this time, because I am an optimist. Which is funny, as I’m being forced to share a hotel room with my immediate supervisor again this year. I didn’t especially enjoy that last year. I expect a similar experience this year.

Anyway, they are likely to keep me busy enough that communiques here will be rare. Just as well, as there will be little in the way of sightseeing this year – very little time, and we’re staying in the same hotel, so there won’t be much new to show you – unless you’d like to see a photo of this year’s new Google phones.

I’m hoping I can spend the first half of Thursday kicking about, since my flight’s not til that evening. On the other hand, I’ll probably spend most of it in Fnac hunting for Europop. Because I have funny priorities.

You can keep an eye on my Twitter feed for missives.

Time to pack.

Spanish fly,

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