
The first rule of Blue House Comics is. You tell your friends about Blue House Comics.
The second rule of Blue House Comics is. You tell your friends about Blue House Comics.
I finally watched all of Fight Club tonight (dutifully edited by my kind cousin). I thought it was good and all. It pulled a Matrix Revolutions at the end though. It carried a tight atomic mass of potential and then, at that climactic moment, as the neutron is hurtling towards the nucleus of plot and thematic material, something much less than fission occurs. I think it went something like a “phizzsheeew”.
I haven’t really chewed on it enough to lay down themes or label ideas, but whatever.
It’s amazing the things you consider writing about when you haven’t got any savory thoughts dancing on your tongue’s end. I considered my bottle of water, then a container of hand sanitizer, and continuing my sweeping gaze, I was left with my hand. I felt none of this material would be toasting anybody’s bread so I’m going to ignore them and move onto something of genuine appeal.
A man complains to his psychiatrist about some recurring dreams he has been having.
"It's terrible doctor," he says. "One night I dream I'm a wigwam, and the next night I dream I'm a teepee. What does this mean?"
The doctor calmly replies, "It's obvious, you're too tense."
Thanks guys, that’s a wrap!
-Arrivederci!
Third rule of Blue House Comics is. You read Blue House Comics every day.
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