Thursday, May 24, 2012

Random Acts of Photography

No rhyme nor reason to them....just random photos I've taken over the past week or so.

"Game Day"

"Thief in Waiting"

"Fuzzy Test Tubes"

Friday, May 18, 2012

TRON: Uprising - Preview

Disney's newest installment / prequel in the TRON trilogy won't be released until June 2012, but a full-length preview was "leaked" last Saturday.  It's a bit of a departure from what you'd normally expect from the house of mouse, but so was the first movie back in 1982.  I'm not the biggest anime fan on the planet (it's probably a generational thing), but I kinda dig it.  A lot of you are too young to remember them, but I actually still have the first TRON on laser disc...and Betamax. 

Other than that, c'mon folks....you've had six days and yet there is no Rule 34 out there.  You people disappoint me. :D

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Got a Light?

Yeah, I know, it's an old and tired cliche'...the post-sex cigarette.  Just an excuse to do another one of Shego with that Peggy Bundy hairdo.

This one is also on (deader than Christina Applegate's acting career) deviantART for those so inclined.

Original Sketch by Tooner
Colors by Phillipthe2

Aside from the green skin and that whole telekinesis thing, Shego could be Peggy Bundy's doppelganger.


...and my gawd, I just notice how huge Katey Sagal's ankles are.  :D 

Saturday, May 12, 2012

To Catch a Thief - Update

 Three days later (5/15/12):

Ban-Hammer - 1

Thieving Coward - 0

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You know, you've got to be a real dimwitted son-of-a-bitch to try to rip off an artist's work and pass it off as your own these days.  Especially so when that artist is active and whose stuff is fairly-ish well known.  Such is the case with this imbecile.

C'mon...really?  At least put some effort into it...cuttin' the signature off is the lazy man's way.

Look familiar?



Sunday, May 6, 2012

Oral Hygiene - Part 2

Out of shear boredom.....Ann, sans the "dental floss".

Original Sketch by JAB
Colors by Phillipthe2

Saturday, May 5, 2012

Road to NoWhere

I was going to write yet another "adventures at Leesburg Bikefest" story like last year, but it turned out to be a non-event for me.  The GF and I were either sick or drug-out from work the week before (or both), but we did manage to get there for Saturday night's concert featuring Seven Mary Three.  I dunno, I didn't think much of them back in the mid-90s, but the GF liked them back in the day so I (begrudgingly) went anyway.  I can't use terms like "awesome" and "rockin'" to describe the band's performance, but they didn't quite register on the suck-o-meter either...."mmehhh" pretty much sums it up.   They must be preparing to release a B-side / come-back album in the near future....I didn't recognize a single one of their songs.  This years three-day Bikefest did see a record attendance (somewhere approaching 300,000), but otherwise it was still a non-event as far as I'm concerned.

The following Monday, having gotten over my sickness / eight-day-work-week, I did something I haven't partaken in since I was a teenager. Some friends of mine and I drove over to the Gulf Coast to do a little blue crab fishing on the "road to nowhere".  Now, if you're thinking in terms of boats and traps, think again.  The red-neck way is with...and I'm not making this up...chicken on a string.  Essentially you tie a twenty-or-so-foot piece of twine onto a raw, store-bought chicken leg or breast, toss it in the water, and wait for the crabs to think they're gettin' an easy meal.  Slowly pull the line back towards the shore where their impending doom awaits in the form of a long handled dip net.  Add beer...and good time is had by all.  Blue Crabs aren't terribly large, it takes quite few dozen of them to make a decent boil, and it's a whole lot of work for a tiny amount of meat....hardly the snow crabs you'd get at the likes of Red Lobster.



As for the "Road to Nowhere", it's actually the southern end of County Road 361 in Dixie County, Florida...it's a two-lane lime rock (gravel) road that traverses through the tidal marshes of the Steinhatchee / Coastal Creeks Conservation Area on the southern end of Florida's "big bend"...and literally ends in the middle of nowhere.  The road is rather unremarkable except for one paved, overly wide, and overly long section...long and wide enough to, say, land a plane on.  That stretch of road received a slightly more infamous moniker, the "Drug Dealer Highway".

As the story goes, the (corrupt) county powers-that-be wanted to capitalize on then import of a certain less-than-legal powdery, white substance that was popular throughout the 1980s...as well as the ever-present ganja.  Back then (and up to the present) a common method of delivery was to fly in low over the Gulf waters, toss out a few bails of "product", send out a hired boat to pick it up, and off it went.  Apparently the Colombian cartels weren't too keen on loosing the stuff due to the inability of the boats to find it all.  Back then it was not uncommon for beach combing tourists and locals to happen upon a bail or two that had floated ashore...myself included.  It was such a common occurrence that local fishermen who accidentally netted errant bails began referring to them as "square groupers", whereas bails found ashore were called "sea-weed".

The solution: the cartels pay off a few county bigwigs, bigwigs solicit federal funds to build a "nature trail" (it literally is a "bird watching trail" now), land their product-laden plane ashore, and cut out the middleman.

Everybody was a winner...until the feds started handing out subpoenas.