Saw The Dark Knight Rises a second time and I basically ended up seated next to the human avatar of Tumblr itself and her defeated friend for three hours.
This is a very, very small fraction of everything she said because she. Never. Stopped. Talking. Ever. And it was mostly out of her ass. The fact that she compared one of the victims of the Aurora tragedy to something from the Final Destination films didn’t exactly endear her to me.
Poor, crazy bastard. I spent about an hour and a half walking around Polaris Fashion Place trying to find some piece of graffiti that I wasn’t even really sure as to what it looked like. Fun times were had!
AND HEY! This week I’ll be setting up an IndieGoGo or Kickstarter page in order to fund the printing of a new Punchclock Hero mini to debut at Heroes Con this June! This one won’t be published online and should be fun and hopefully less bad than the last go-around. Keep an eye on my Twitter for an announcement!
And then I resorted to jokes about comic book characters getting cold sores. Shit.
So If you haven’t been paying attention to the DC relaunch, specifically Catwoman #1 by Judd Winnick, this happened:
I generally don’t have a problem with this sort of thing and I know this is a desperate last ditch effort on DC’s part to drum up business because, well they ARE a business, but this is… stupid.
And this being a Winnick book, I can’t help but wonder who will contract what STD…
The result of leaked The Dark Knight Rises photos and a lack of sleep:
