Corrupted Comics: "You Are Such A Retard"

In the spirit of mischievous fun and easy parody, here are some retooled Baldo strips. I never really enjoyed Baldo. But these set ups are so juicy that they begged to be redone with punchlines that are actually funny.

More parodies after the jump.





And here's a Garfield Sans Garfield that I cooked up myself:

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What Real World Hangman Is Like

Gotta love the Perry Bible Fellowship. More >

Nomenclature

While I'm not entirely sure that anyone will ever actually read this blog, I still want to make it a collaborative experience for whoever might. First order of business, settle on a title. I'm entirely ok with Found In Transition, but in a fit of boredom brought on by a training lecture that boiled down to the "who wants to win the El Camino" speech from Glengarry Glen Ross, I came up with a few snazzy alternatives for which I would more than appreciate some comment feedback loving:

Boomerang Tales -- google "Boomerang Generation" and it all makes sense

The Outlander -- an artsy self description as well as a pun on The Inlander, Spokane's alternative weekly paper and one of the few instances in which local culture transends the level of "Bodine! Stop touchin' yer sister's cooter and come watch the Springer!"

Someday In SoCal -- Reflects my love of all things LA and my latent dream of living there and working as an entertainment journalist, studio bigwig, or whorish celebutante.

Someday On Sunset -- just like the last one, really.

Twentysomewhat -- I'm a big fan of this one.

Out Of The Basement -- Nurtures my sense of superiority over those my age who live in their parents' basements. I live on their second story, dammit!

Idahomeboy -- Because we all have a little white rapper in us somewhere.

Choose My Own Adventure -- Also a fan. These books were a definite highlight of childhood.

And lastly, my tribute to the northwest,

I'm With Sasquatch.

Update: Along with the addition of celebrated co-author John comes the executive decision to dispense with the democracy and just go with twentysomewhat, barring any hatred of the name by said co-author. I'm keeping the rest of the post intact because the word cooter is freaking hillarious. More >

First of many

So here I am, finding within myself that most pitiable of new millenium cliches, the twentysomething blogger with a vague sense of dissatisfaction re: life and the "real world". Ugh. That having been said, it already feels just a little bit empowering to join the malaise ridden throng. This blog will be my special little place to keep my all important Written Communication Skills from withering on the vine and will most-likely-more-often-than-not consist of the media reviews that I really should have spent my bygone college years writing, had my pesky brain not convinced my beleagured soul that majoring in journalism or english could end only in a life of homelessless, albeit with amazingly written signs. But this is about looking towards the future, not mucking about in the past. I am proud of my business degree and proud to be gainfully employed, but also proud enough to know that a life far more exciting than quoting insurance in Spokane is mine for the takin', and sooner rather than later.

Update: A royal welcome to my dear old friend and dear new collaborater, John. While the above thoughts are my own, we're in pretty similar boats, even if his docks much closer to the sunny SoCal Pacific. How I envy him. More >