I see that Gary has split his side over today’s Dr. McNinja strip. I must say, I was a little envious of him, laughing till he cried and what-not. That is until I read today’s Dinosaur Comic. I tried not to laugh, I strived to keep my mouth shut….especially since I was in the middle of Biology class. But you can’t draw a comic involving sexy dinosaur facial-hair without bursting into a case of the giggles. And then comes the giggle loop, but that’s a different story.

There has been much talk of web comics in new forums recently. Let’s do a bullet-point, because everyone likes their news delivered dangerously.

• New York Times finally realized that web comics will own your soul if you don’t pay them their dues. It’s actually a great article on the purchase of DrunkDuck.com and how Platinum Studios will take over all media as we know it.
• Of couse we all know that R.Stevens is making that mystical leap from web comic to print form thanks to United Feature Syndicate.
• D.J. Coffman pointed out that the new NBC show, Heroes, has it’s own form of web comics to help promote the show. It’s great that other forms of entertainment are seeing the benefit of marketing through online comics.

Other such things have gone on, but Gary beat me to the journalistic punch. If you know of any events that push web comics as a kick-ass medium for artwork, let us know. That’s what that whole “contact us” thingy is for. That and hawking your own web comics, which we love.

I was planning on writing something prolific and mesmerizing today. But between my brother’s emergency eye-surgery and two tests tomorrow in school, I haven’t had any time to sit down and write. So, I will mention a comic that cheered me up today, in between visiting my brother and cramming for exams. T-Rex and his pondering of the female form always gives me a smile, even when my brother is sporting a hard-helmet version of the eye patch.

By the way, I have surfed internet porn to win a bet. I told you, Tristan, that people will do anything to donkeys. I win!

In honor of “Talk Like a Pirate Day” I’ve decided to review Pirate and Alien by Tyson Smith. I’ve known about this comic for a while, but have been waiting so it could build up a hearty archive of comics. Also, Gary has done a review of Pirate and Alien as well, but that was back in February so I thought a refresher course would be appropriate for today.

What stands out the most with this comic is the artwork. It utilizes a direct-compliment color scheme of blues and oranges, with the shading done in light grays. This color scheme results in an easy to read, enjoyable comic to gaze upon. Talented artists always amaze me because I can’t draw a stick figure if you gave me a ruler and told me to trace from another image of a stick figure. It would just end with a broken ruler and shattered dreams.

The two stars of the strip are, of course, Pirate and Alien. The two don’t have actual names; they simply go by what they are. Alien is an Interstellar Zoologist who desires to travel the universe searching for new life. Pirate is a scoundrel who is kicked off his ship, ala mutiny style. The two don’t start off knowing each other, but through a series of events they run into each other. The two are stuck together attempting to navigate through the suburbs of earth, not knowing what to expect.

I enjoy this comic for numerous reasons including the artwork and the fun characters. It is a campy; enjoyable read that I would love to see in newspapers. Because it’s about damn time that web comics get their say in the elusive, mystical, world of print.

I’m so pissed at myself. Why you ask? Because I just now read Hockey Zombie, and it’s fucking amazing. I feel like Arsenio Hall when he found out how damn good the cheese was.

I’ve seen banners for this web comic on various sites, but never looked into it. But that all changed the other day, when I decided to see what all the hulabaloo was about. All I can say is thank the ultimate maker (who is George Lucas of course) that I clicked on that banner.

I sat at a coffee house and literally read half of the archives till I was forced to go to my slave-labor of a job. And you know what? This comic made me laugh out loud consistantly throughout my perusal of the archives. People were staring at me like I was on some kind of green, leafy, miraculous substance. And maybe I was; the green, leafy, miraculous substance of Hockey Zombie.

The artwork is crisp, bright, and fun to look at. Chris Van Gompel truly utilizes the use of color and and various frames to bring the storyline to life. And have I mentioned this comic is fucking hilarious? When you combine a D.D.R. loving God, a wise-cracking Satan, and a patent pending Sex Box together in a comic you are bound for comedy gold.

The storyline alone kept me reading. Basically Chris played hockey, drank beer, and went to strip clubs. Then he was killed by Super Wang the stripper. He ends up in hell were he strikes up a deal with a certain gentleman to get back to earth. And from there the hijinks ensue. Trust me, the hijinks ensue to unearthly bounds.

I’m not sure what else to say about this comic, except that it’s a lot of fun and I’m ending this review right now so I can go finish the archives.

Do you know what’s sexy? This comic by RStevens, that’s what. I guess it’s because I’m alot like Pale Suzie, as in I’m pale and never want kids. I’m also willing to “date” a robot. But let’s not go there…

Speaking of sexy, I think death by Faye’s boobs would be the most spectacular way to go. Well that and fighting against the Empire.

 Rebel Alliance Forever!

Ok, so today I just thought I would point out that the second part of “Origin” has begun at Yirmumah. I’m glad it’s continuing on the mother, with an interesting introduction. I always love it when the Grim Reaper of Death is involved. The artwork in the fourth page featuring the mother is disturbing; well at least to me it is. A close up of someone’s face as they beg to the Grim Reaper to let them live is kind of chilling. If you missed the first part of “Origin” there are links to the backlog where you can find the colorful past of the father.

This is just another post about the wonders of R. Stevens and his love child, Diesel Sweeties. Not only is R. Stevens walking tall with his sweet ass syndication deal, but he was recently interviewed by the magazine of gods, Wizard. Stevens speaks of how he decided to draw in pixel-format, what it’s like having an extensive comic-book background, and what he would do if he had control over Iron Man.

In other words, he talks about how amazing-tastic it is to be R. Stevens. And who could blame him? Not I sir, not I.

Jeffrey Rowland is right. Hands down, no doubt about it. No one needs to be fancy on the internet. I’m certainly not fancy on the internet. Most of my posts are written when I’m in my pajamas/sweats/whatever I wore the night before.

If we were required to be fancy for the internet, I would wear a monocle. I think those are usually reserved for men, but I’m sure I can be the exception. I would wear that and a pompadour, despite not knowing what that even is. I think it has something to do about being pompous, which works for anyone writing on the internet.

Oh wait, it’s a type of hair style. Yea, I’d be down for some crazy pompous hair.

Cartridge Comics has finally revealed the origin of Emo Spider. I wouldn’t be surprised if the spider that bit him had a Hot Topic frequent-buyer card. Everything about this comic is emo, from the clothing to the store where he works. I’m pretty sure Dashboard Confessional is thrown in there somewhere too, for that authentic emo feel. I wonder if Emo Spider has an actual MySpace account? If not the lovely creators at Cartridge should look into that, since MySpace owns the internet’s soul these days.