Monday, January 25, 2010

Check it out: Fat Lip Film

So my best buddy Michael Lippi is an aspiring filmmaker and he has started up his own blog (against his better judgment) to review and critique film. He's quite the blunt and cruel individual when it comes to ranting about films, so if you enjoy a good, hard review of a movie (or just want to see a particular movie get its skull caved in) then check out his blog in my links.

Lately I've been keeping up with creative work. I draw a webcomic for my forum General Forum so I've been revamping my work. It's a ton of fun despite my severe lack of creative knowledge (I stick to MSPaint but hopefully a drawing tablet is in my future). Here's an example of it:






I've been doing a lot of soul searching after losing my job (company let me go, didn't have the budget, that's basically it) because I know I'm still young and school is still an option. I'm just not sure what I want to do with my life. Like most people, I want a job that I won't dread going to each day and I settled on a few ideas and all of them are in the creative realm. Gaming is my ideal field, I love everything about it. I've spent a lot of time in my life playing, reviewing and even writing essays on gaming. I may sound like a sociopath, but video gaming is not only my past time of choice, it's also a huge social phenomena that is changing the face of entertainment and our very own society. My writing has always had influences in gaming and I would love to put my talents to work in the gaming realm. Yet I would love to teach and sadly, my choices have come down to money issues. I'll keep you posted.

I also saw The Book of Eli and I'll try and post a review. Needless to say, it's an awesome flick but definitely not something a lot of people will enjoy.

Tuesday, June 02, 2009

"I lost 3 pounds of fat per week following this 1 old rule . . ."

. . . getting off my fat ass and moving around."

Or at least, that's what I think their big secret is. One of the biggest industries in the world today is the diet industry and people, we're the reason they're so big. Let me enlighten you my fellow lard cakes on why the "fad diet" needs to go the way of the dodo and why you should be equally extinct for believing any of their claims.

First off, everyone has a different body. I know, shocking. I had to sit down and drink four Pepsi colas before that sunk in. Shortly before a sugar rush. Simply put, everyone has different shapes, sizes and body chemistries, meaning no diet works for everyone except one: EXERCISE. Eat green, eat brown, and move your dumb ass around, that's all you have to do. I'm learning this the hard way because after four years of abusing my body in college, I got a wake up call in the form of my doctor who looked over my blood work and informed me that I could develop diabetes if I didn't change my diet. Chronic illnesses that require constant blood drawing are a good way of setting a man's priorities.

Fad diets have some positives. They are getting people more concerned about their weight and they are getting people healthier. Of all the diets I've seen, I have to say the worst really seems to be the NutriSystem type diets, the ones where the food is sent to you. I prefer Weight Watchers because the whole focus is portion control, something I think is the core problem of the civilized worlds' weight problems.

Bah, bored now. I'll write more later. But probably not. Maybe.

No.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

Money

I'll put it right out there: I don't value money. Period. I've always had the philosophy that I can always get more so why be worried about it? That's not to say I'm happy being poor or wish to be, but I think people let money rule their lives a lot deeper than they believe.

That's all. I just don't want money to rule my life.

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Feminism and Gaming Meet: Fat Princess

Okay, no more cut and pasted rants from the past months that I haven't posted here. Time for something new and awesome enough - game related! Unfortunately, we have to tread water in the lake of uber-feminism, so remember: It's not mankind, it's humankind.

http://www.feministgamers.com/?p=466

Read the above article first. The whole thing (yes it's painful and full of anger but we'll get to that).

Okay, so as anybody who knows me already knows, I'm a tolerant man. I want to see the day men, women, blacks, whites, Indians, Muslims, Jews, and Christians all get along. The only problem is that I'm a realist, which means I know this will never happen. Another thing I am, is an "Excessivist" or "Extremeistist" or whatever made up word best describes someone who can't stand others who prefer to be on the very end of one spectrum or another in social viewpoints. Feminists, Conservatives, Liberals, Evangelicals, I don't like a lot of them. I think it's just incredibly ignorant to stay so far from the middle. Perhaps it's because I value balance and I think people should strive for some middle ground but alas that will never happen.

On topic of the article, it rubbed me the wrong way right from the start. The author, Mighty Ponygirl, starts off with a lovely, sweeping assumption about the population of Playstation users, claiming, "...if I didn’t care one whit about the objectification of women or fat-bashing, I would think this was the best thing since… well, Team Fortress 2. And I’m quite sure that this describes 99% of the PSN players out there, so I’m sure the game will do very well." I'm hoping I interpreted this wrong but it seems like she's suggesting that all Playstation gamers are sexist morons. Like I said, it already began to rub me wrong even though I'm for the same equality she is. I'd love to see more women in gaming.

The next part that angered me quite effectively was this passage:

Instead of running out into the forest to find cake to fatten up the princess with, why not go out and find gold (which is a lot heavier than cake) to stuff into a treasure chest. The more gold in the chest, the heavier it would be, and the harder it would be to carry.

Oh, but that’s not as “cute” as cake and fat chicks. Right.

No, actually it isn't as cute. The game isn't called "Rape the Ugly Fat Whore" or "Fatten up The Big Bitch" so why is it being treated this way? I appreciate her inclusion of an alternative but to be honest with you, it sounds . . boring the other way around. At least with a cute little avatar of a princess, you get a goofy atmosphere because of the comically exaggerated characters. That's all they are, comically exaggerated! Besides, since when was it against feminism for men to bring women food? I thought it went the other way around? Also, what about games where men are objectified? Never mind, I'll get to that later.

All intentional thickness aside, I just don't see what she's so upset about. I think this is similar to the Resident Evil 5 Racism bullshit that has transpired over the last few months. People see something touchy like racism or feminism and then cry rivers of tears from the tallest e-Towers they can reach (Ponygirl's tower is about two floors at most with no basement).

So how about layering, Karamari-style, a bunch of random shit on top of the chest, like shrubbery, rocks, bison, etc, that would also weight it down. That could be cute, and silly, and not reinforce nasty stereotypes about women and the obese.

What nasty stereotype about obese people is being presented? That it takes an army to carry some of them? That's not stereotypical, that's fact. Huge, gut grumbling fact. Also, I can see the problems she's talking about with the princess in regards to the images of women. It shows them as lazy, helpless damsels who need men for everything. I can dig that sentiment, it's wrong and quite disturbing to a chivalristic man like myself who can't help but hold every door, offer any layer of clothing, or resist the chance to help any person in need, male or female.

Amusingly enough, that's the end of the article. She's got nothing else to say. In my mind, it was nothing but troll bait because not only does she take some serious joy in calling every single person responding to her post a troll, but she does it with over-defensive glee. One person responded quite well, making a few valid points such as a shared sentiment of mine that we coddle certain folk too much:

http://www.feministgamers.com/?p=466#comment-7684

However, her response was swift and as graceful as an epileptic at a rave with one good leg and poor depth perception.

Sexism and fat-bashing go hand-in hand. My post was meant to point out that a game, no matter how interesting the game mechanic is and how “play-worthy” it is can still be harmful and reinforce harmful stereotypes. And your concern trolling about how oh we shouldn’t celebrate those poor unhealthy fatties can go away: people suffer from obesity for a number of reasons, including genetic reasons (like, say, being born black).

Then like all poor debaters, she brings racism into the issue.

Great.

A conversational red flag. It's a national signal meaning, "Stop discussing and walk away" because no one wants to touch it with a ten foot pole. Well, I'm going to touch it. As a matter of fact, I'm going to date it, fuck it, and splurge in it's goddamn face. Why? Mainly because I love my grinding humor but also because I'm not some guilty white guy who thinks that I can't talk about racism because of it.

Blogs like this posted by people like Ponygirl are the reason I play violent video games because with so many idiotic and ignorant self-absorbed people in this world, it's impossible to not have a vent of sorts. I think I'll make a game myself, just to get some anger out of them. Perhaps I'll call it "Bitch Sucks me Off Then Bakes a Cake" or "The WNBA Sucks and Other Facts". You know, real wholesome names that people like her expect.

Before I end this lovely discussion, I'd like to point out that men would never get away with this (ho ho and boy are men objectified and stereotyped in games). Why? Because men aren't "in". It's cool to be a feminist now, it's no longer about rights movements like it used to be. Most feminists today are snooty coffee shop intellectuals who only believe in the cause because it was in a magazine or one of their friends told them about it. Uh-oh, looks I pulled a Ponygirl with that sweeping generalization, my b. It really is quite disgusting that many important rights movements such as racial and sexual (both gender and sex issues) are being reduced to Myspace blog chatter rather than serious political and newsworthy issues. The worst part is that no one else seems to realize this.

Want to do something that matters? Why don't you go out there and actually change something rather than sniping at preteen boys for playing a game revolving around a woman the size of a small continent? Are you afraid or something?

I understand the power of messages sent through gaming being a gamer myself now for 17+ years (since I was 4). I understand also that games reach a massive audience. However, what people like Ponygirl do not understand is the simple truth that a childish game like this does not do as much damage as they think. Shouldn't you be targeting these trashy magazines and musicians who act as nothing more than meatbags? I played Mario a lot when I was little but that didn't teach me that women are submissive princesses who get kidnapped easily and must be rescued by men. There's a strong air of equality these days and I think kids today are more tolerant than ever.

So I guess my bottom line here is that there are much bigger fish to fry and that games like this don't do nearly as much damage as the ear raping sirens that go off whenever people like this get ahold of non-important issues and squeeze any controversey they can out of them.

Possible headline:

Sonic the Hedgehog: A Symbol for Male Genitals?

Resident Evil 5 Racism: Stop it Already

Anybody whose been following Resident Evil 5 knows that it stirred up the uber-sensitive black bee's nest with it's premier trailer. Blogs were a stormin' with news of highly insensitive and racist views of the game. I wrote about this controversey already and it pisses me off to see another bitch complain about it:

Your Black Writers: Resident Evil 5: A Travesty On All Counts

The author of this blog, who I'm only assuming is an attention whore and all around sack sore, was apparently offended by the trailer (which was sent to him by a friend under the name "African Genocide"). The only problem is, it's quite apparent this guy (just like every other person who got pissed by this trailer) has no knowledge on the game or it's history. People who make a living lying to people like this are pathetic.

At this point, I'm contemplating getting the trailer and editing it myself with blackface and "firing my laser!" memes just to make it purposely racist, just to satisfy all these closet racists who try to sound all righteous by shooting down a game that they claim is so dangerous and demeaning.

For the last time you fucking loonies:

Resident Evil 5 IS NOT RACIST. IT DEPICTS AFRICANS AS ZOMBIES BECAUSE THAT'S WHERE THE GAME TAKES PLACE. There have been white and Spanish zombies as well but where were you with your bitch-ass blog postings then? Oh yeah, it's because THERE WERE NO BLACK ZOMBIES. You want to be accepted into this society and fight racism? Cut bullshit like this. If some white supremacist group spoke out against another game for white people dying, you'd laugh your dicks off and buy the games yourself.

RESIDENT EVIL IS NOT RACIST

YOU'RE CAUSING RACISM BY CALLING IT OUT OF NOTHING

YOU'RE MAKING PEOPLE HATE YOU EVEN MORE

Seriously.


Step off and stop being such pansy ass bitches and realize that not everything is racism. Maybe then, people will stop being afraid or weary of black people when you stop waving your red flags at everything. Want to stop feeling separated? Stop calling so much fucking attention to yourselves.

Fanboys

Okay, it's time for some minimally filtered anger . . . again. This time, it's aimed at God's abortions, sometimes called ass cancers or dick sores. To the rest of us, they're fan boys.

Let's start off with a comic from Ctrl+Alt+Del, by Tim Buckley.



I really wish I could be the hand in that photo sometimes. Maybe not God him/her/itself, but someone with the power to just . . "splotch" someone into the muddy ground they're standing on when they start bitching about "their" consoles.

Fan boys are like rabid sports fans. They have a team they stick by religiously and viciously lash out at anyone who so much as points a critical finger in the direction of their beloveds. The difference between your typical "dedicated" (that's your euphemism of the day) sports fan and a video game fanboy/fangirl is that sports fans can be persuaded by reason a lot more often than fanboys and girls. If a sports team loses, their fans can usually see why. With consoles, there is no real competition outside of the actual game producers. For the gamers, we always win, we just get to pick how we win!

Games are meant to be a way to have fun on a rainy day, to escape to far away lands, or even to group up with distant friends for a game or two. Bottom line is that gaming has one purpose and that's entertainment. Fighting over video games is liking fighting over which kind of chocolate is better, dark or milk. They're both fucking chocolate, they're both awesome, so cut the shit and enjoy what you like!

I really can't stand surfing into a forum where some fanboy is drooling all over his keyboard about why Nintendo is "t3h suXxoRz" or some moaning zombie crying about how Microsoft "is lame and stooopid". The two meet and they duke it out in a battle of idiocy the likes of which haven't been seen since Paris Hilton starred in The Simple Life.

Hot.

So, check yourself real quick fellow gamers. Don't descend into the ranks of fandom. I've actually heard that there were fifteen commandments instead of ten and that number fourteen is, "Thou shalt not commit fanboyism for it is punishable by Virtual Boy." Also, the second part of "Thou shalt not kill" is "unless thy victim is a fanboy, then thou shalt rapeth the eyes and teareth his limbs asunder."

Seriously, you people need to cut it with this favoritism shit. Some people like Mario, some like Sonic, others like Master Chief, whatever floats your controller, who gives a damn.

Fucking shit.

Labeling Idiots

This is an extremely easy to understand rant and it's a very simple discussion:

Why the ever-loving fuck are there labels for obvious and stupid shit everywhere?

Coffee: "Caution: Contents are hot"

No goddamned way!

The answer is obvious, it's all liability. If companies don't put warnings, no matter how idiotic, they get sued. That's the world we live in. There are fucking hair dryers that tell the user not to use it in water.

Are you serious?

See, this is how my twisted, un-American mind works. If you do something retarded, like say, bring your hair dryer into the bathtub with you and you suffer severe electrical injury (unfortunately, since death was the better alternative), you don't get anything. Nothing. There's no lawsuit, no money owed, no apologies. You made a ridiculously dimwitted decision and you learned from it. That's one of life's key processes, learning.

However, in the trigger happy good ol' US of A (pen trigger that is) that's not how things work. We're taught to believe that our stupid choices are not our faults, that people owe us money for our dumbass decisions. This is a very dangerous way of raising a generation because it's completely void of responsibility. Not to mention, it crushes the whole "community" idea of this country. There's almost no towns where people can be good neighbors anymore because everyone is so damn afraid of lawyers and insurance companies. Hell, you can't even be a good samaritan without worrying about the consequences!

I went to a zoo recently (about a week ago) and they had a bear exhibit going. It was lower than the walkway so that the zoo-goers could look down into the bear pen and see them interacting and doing all the lovely things bears do (like tearing up meat and shitting). I was angered but not shocked to see a sign warning patrons of the danger of black bears and to not enter the cage. I've grown to expect this sort of lunacy in our country so it was nothing new. However, if someone actually jumped in to that cage, how would I have reacted? Easy, I would not jump in to help since I'm not mentally impaired, but I would get help.

(For you smartasses ready to discharge the "what if it was a child, you sick bastard?" reaction, keep it to yourselves, young kids don't count since they're all idiots until proven otherwise)

Call that a cold reaction, I call it much needed chlorine in the gene-pool. Take for instance this guy, he's some attention whoring dumbass who stuck his finger in a jaguar cage just to look cool. Now, if that wigger got his finger or arm lopped off by the big cat, I bet you his mommy and daddy would have sued the zoo. But where is the justice in that?

I guess this rant is just another one about stupidity but yet, it's also about how we handle our business in this country. We actually teach people this kind of behavior, that just because we may have made a dumb decision, that we can take it out on the companies because they're "greedy" or "shady" or very wealthy. Take the old story about the woman (or bitch as I call her in this case) who spilled hot coffee on her legs and then sued citing that the cup didn't say the coffee was hot. Did you know that she also sat in the coffee for 90 seconds? Does that not strike anybody else as odd? If your ass is burning, take off your goddamn pants! Also, don't you know that coffee is freaking hot? Where the shit are you from where they serve 60 degree coffee? Alaskas's dick?

To end this in a summation, our society has two groups of people: brain crippled morons who act on their stupid ideas and sharkish lawmen and women who capitalize on the indugences of society to help one another no matter how fucking dumb the case is. I mean, a woman gets in trouble for spanking her kid and everyone hates her, but this hag actually sues a company for her poor thinking skills and people side with her (granted not a lot, but some did)? Looking to blame someone? Blame god for accidentally giving you a cancerous lump of grease instead of a brain.

Shit.

A Re-Introduction

Low Blows and Head Shots will return, I promise. As a matter of fact, I'm updating it now with my latest rants. But for those new here, what is this magical place of seething wonder? Early on, this was merely a spot where I would rant and bitch. It was amusing and I got some laughs out of it, but ultimately I used this as a spot to post my crappy comics (which will remain dead until I'm dangerously bored). Now I have found the need to return to the pedestal and preach some more goddamn bullshit. So sit back muthafucka and enjoy the ride.

Sunday, January 20, 2008

Zombified

So, I have been resurrected and I may even post a new comic or two if I get the time. I feel bad for almost forgetting about this blog, but even though this is a short post, I'll see what I can do about spiffying it up a bit.

Saturday, July 01, 2006

Comics 3-6

I've decided that my blog site is best suited for hosting my comics, so once again, I have a new homepage. This will last a lot longer, I promise (unless I get my own domain name, very unlikely, but that's probably the only thing).

Good Times is a strip that borders on the insane and only has a few characters that appear consistently. It is meant to bring a smile to your day without always having to have a moral or point to bring about. Pop culture, politics, everyday oddities, and all-around chaos rule the strip known only as "Good Times."
Blue, the main character in the strip, is . . . well, to put it lightly, it's as if Satan himself raped his eardrums and shit liquid crazy into his head. That's how lost Blue truly is. He doesn't always seem that way, but it's true. Just ask him about the monthly clam festival and how he ended up getting laid by two girls, a homeless guy, and three french hens in one night. Chaz is the self-proclaimed comedic relief of the strip . . . and he's a fly . . . that's it. "Good Times" got it's name because of the constant use of the phrase by the author's peers. The phrase usually followed a story of a strange night out or disturbing day indoors with equally odd friends. Good Times is created entirely in MS Paint . . . one because the creator is poor and two, he likes the look and feel of the whole bit. Until there is more to add, that is all. Good Times is only so young and hopefully it will garner some attention. Most of all, it's there to make you laugh. If you can laugh without taking any of it seriously, this brewski's for you.

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Please take your time out to just enjoy the comics and laugh, because that's what this is all about. I am truly not aiming for any kind of high intellectual or moral-instilling strip (as if you didn't know), these comics are here to make you, the reader, laugh. In times that are so difficult and a world so serious and upset with everything, we don't get enough time to really laugh or enjoy ourselves like we should. So take a quick break from your TPS reports and read a strip or two, quit bitching on the forums how you think Bush is a great president and view a comic, or just sit down and leave nasty comments about my work and how it sucks. Whatever you do, please leave some feedback and tell friends. I want to be able to make people laugh because we deserve more humor in our lives.





Tuesday, June 27, 2006

Good Times # 2: "Chaz"

I figured I would post a few of them today for your viewing pleasure. A new challenger appears! What say you?


Good Times

Okay, so in my battles with my boredom, I've come up with an ingenius plot: to create a mediocre web comic with as little resources as possible.

Okay, so it was an excuse. I have no money to afford an expensive image editing software and I wanted to try my hand at some humor, so I whipped open MSPaint and went at it. There will probably be 2-3 a week until I get a job, but we'll see what happens.

Go easy, it's my first time . . .