Comic Book Comics and Pomelo Juice

I am really really really trying to get through the newest issue of Comic Book Comics. The issue is so dense that it reads more like a chapter of a book than a comic book. Now, that's not a bad thing. I've been enjoying the Comic Book Comics; I think as a relatively new comic book reader (since about 2005) and I don't know much about the history of comics. CCB is a great introduction to the history, and they offer a lot of information.

But, alas, I seem to have a attention spam of a mayfly these days, so reading through the newest issue is getting tough.

However! Thanks to my inability to read more than twenty words in a row, I am prone to jump into a new project every other millisecond. This weeks project was working on the amazing pomelo fruit! If you've never seen a pomelo, think of a grapefruit slightly larger than your own head.

It's a beast of a fruit, but damn is it good in a cocktail. If you want to use it, get an electric juicer. Seriously, we just picked one up a few weeks ago and the thing is a amazing. Any and all citrus tastes 100% better when mixed with booze, so a juicer just helps them get into liquor a whole lot quicker.

The Chinese Dog Screw (working title)

Components

1/2 of a pomelo, juiced

1 navel orange, juiced

three shots of vodka

Mix all of this together, pour over ice and drink away that hurt you got in your brain from reading big words. Makes two servings, or one large hangover.

Photo Credit: Taken from a great blog which sadly doesn't seem to be updated anymore. Edible Oddities

Amazing Fan Girl Cake!

Holy crap, did I just find my future wedding cake? Look at this! Look at this amazing confection of comic amazement! Stop what ever you're doing and check out this girl's totally bitching cakes. Yes, I said cakes. Do you see all those little cakes in the background? She made those, too! My favorite part is the fact that Wolverine is standing on his original yellow costume.

Oh, and while you're at it, you can check out her sweet Discworld cake and giant taco cake. Move over Bartles and Jaymes, there's a new personal hero in town.

The Intrepids - Comics Review

I am a sucker for any comics featuring punchy girl heros and 60's go-go boots. If there are robotics and updos, I am on it faster than my lips on a bottle of Brotherhood Spice Wine. So of course, I picked up a copy of The Intrepids #1. And who won't pick up a copy? There's an giant bear robot, a rocket girl, and a huge dude throwing a car! And Scott Kowalchuck's artwork is amazing tight for somebody who only graduated art school a couple of years ago. Two years out of school, and the guy has this great blocky/cartoony vibe which has become my new favorite style. While two years out of college I didn't have health insurance and I was buying food from the dollar store. Boxes of almost expired turkey stuffing was only 50¢. Let's dial back on the sadness factor...

To continue, the story starts off as almost a comic trope. We get introduced to the team (Cyrstal the sharpshooter, Doyle the muscle, Rose the rocket girl, and Chester the IT dude) where they have to fight a factory that creates robot animal hybrids, including the robot bear from the cover. I'll be sad to not see the bear robot again, because really, any animal robot in a comic makes it an instant hit in my book.*** After that, we get introduced to Dante, the old dude and leader of the group. Through flash backs, we understand that they were all lonely kids who were taken in by Dante and all robotically/chemically enhanced to become (dun, dun, dun) The Intrepids! Now they have to go off and fight Doctor Koi, ex-lab partner now arch enemy of Dante (I warned you about the tropes).

So, while a little typical, the artwork and relatively punchy dialogue will have me back for at least one more issue, I'm not too keen on the story as a whole. I'd definitely pick the trade if I find it at a con, but might skip out on picking up the full floppy run.

***Except for We3, the saddest animal robot comic ever. And all you need to see is one panel to know that's the truth. Never give me a comic where there are sad animals if you don't want me to sob uncontrollably for a few hours and then whimper at random intervals for the rest of the night. I barely got through Sea-Guy after that flying tuna died (oops, spoiler).

Breaking News!

The Onion (that website you go onto so you can make jokes with that one other dude who's under 40 at your office) is now hitting the streets of Philadelphia.
That's right, the internet is dead! Long live print media!
If you don't believe me, here's a copy I snagged at lunch. If it wasn't a cellphone photo, you could see in the corner there's a tiny little PHI, which stands for Philadelphia (or some guy named Phil didn't finish writing his name).