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George Carlin died yesterday, and even though I am an internet asshole, I felt sad.
Not because I knew him personally, but because I was a fan. And because the world will sorely miss his wit and whimsy.
Carlin had everything a comedian could want.
A keen ear for language, a metronomic sense of timing, a loathing of mediocrity and two-faced apathy that typifies much of modern culture. George Carlin was a gleeful anarchist, a sardonic and merry prankster who forced the world to look at the ridiculous pose it too often affected. Carlin moved the boundaries of American Comedy beyond Lenny Bruce.
He made pot jokes in the guise of a hippie weatherman.
He questioned censorship in those 7 famous words you can’t say on television.
He taught me to question the God of my Father. And made me laugh, in spite of the pain.
Rest In Peace, George. We’ll keep laughing, but it won’t be the same without you.
From Penguin Books and the United Kindom.
Deal with the future, fools!
Found this little gem while I was bouncing around the old internets.
It combines two of my favorite things on this planet, innovative design and hard liquor.
Enjoy it, you filthy heathens.
I know for a fact that I’ve seen this chart of the United Federation of Planets online before.
Check out this monstrosity, which refuses to display correctly on my twenty-four inch monitor.
And apparently the
soft spoken introvert artist didn’t quite get all of his geek out the first time, because there is this heinous attempt at cartography afoot in the Tubes, along with an ENTIRE F-ING MAP ROOM DEVOTED TO A FICTIONAL UNIVERSE IN CYBER SPACE!
This is so ridiculous.
I mean, Bajor is in the Mother-Freezing Heezy! Bajor? Really?
Look Major Kira Nerys was pretty OK, I guess, so now I’m not sure what to do with all of this self-righteous internet rage I built up. Screw You, Internet, for con-fabulating me once again!
Photos Found at the Star Trek Data Base.
My friends and I have been having the same fan-boy argument since high school. If it came down to it, who would win in a fight: Superman or Batman?
Superman is the freaking man of steel. He’s faster than a speeding bullet, more powerful than a locomotive, he can leap tall buildings in a single bound and still get home in time to make out with Lois. He has superhuman strength, has a bachelor pad in Antarctica named the Fortress of Solitude, can throw X-Ray and Heat vision out of his eyes, posses nigh-invulnerability, was based in part on old and new testament archetypes (part Jesus, part Moses) and he can fly. He literally can’t lose, right?
is the Dark Knight of Gotham City. After witnessing the brutal murder of his parents, Bruce Wayne dedicated his life to ridding Gotham City of crime. Batman basically cowboyed up and put his family’s financial resources to make him the world’s best detective. He is a master of the martial arts, can think on his feet and out muscle much larger opponents, has a utility belt full of insane, crime-stopping gadgets, knows all kinds of crazy science and is so smart he makes Sherlock Holmes look like George W. Bush. He is also demonstrably insane. He’s killed at least two Robins (that we know of) and has no problems offing children in order to pursue his misguided (arguably fascistic) dream of a crime free America.
So who would win in a fight? They’ve fought each other a bunch of times, most famously, perhaps in Miller’s Magnum Opus, The Dark Knight Returns, with mixed results. I think Superman takes it, no contest. But Bruce does have a Kryptonite Ring to take Clark down in case of emergency.
What do you think, who wins in a fight, the Man of Steel or the Dark Knight?
Here’s the YouTube Video that inspired this post, from howitshouldhaveended.com Really funny stuff.
And if you want to feel better about how you are living your life on the intertubes, peep the comments on this vid. Gross.
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OK, Web Comics Friday, for those of you keeping score at home.
Anyway, ran into Buttersafe and just about lost my ish laughing.