News from the comic shop today; A Fellow collector informed me that Michael Turner died of bone cancer last week. (It’s almost like a shrine here at XX.net). A very sad Tale, indeed.
Turner was to me one of the first pencilers I ever encountered. The first series that I ever collected was the original Witchblade series (#1-11 if I’m correct) which was indeed drawn by Michael Turner and inked by the amazing D-tron. After that I must admit that I rarely encountered Turners work, since I don’t really read Fathom or the many Marvel titles that Turner worked on, I still remember him for his work on Witchblade. Thank you for that.
My thoughts go out to his family and friends.
more on his site on Aspen Comics
A friend of mine informed me last week that George Carlin has passed away. Carlin was one of the three great comedians of America. I actually quoted him the other day on a religious note. (sigh).
He was most famous for his Seven Words sketch, in which he questioned the seven words ‘you can’t say on television’ and for which he was arrested.
I myself remember him most as the comedian that I came to know much too late. My uncle, at the time living in America, could entertain us for hours impersonating the best sketches of Carlin. Back in Holland I could never quite remember his name, but I could remember every detail of his sketch.
Much later I stumbled upon a youtube video of Carlin, when half way in the show he started telling a joke that I had heard years before at a diner table in Pacific Pallisades. Finally, I’ve found the man that had been feeding my uncle with all these wonderful and hilarious stories.
RIP. mr. Carlin.
Posted: July 5th, 2008
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It is hard to quit smoking. Every one of them looks real good to me
right about now. Every cigarette looks like it was made by God, rolled
by Jesus and moistened shut with Claudia Schiffer’s pussy.
- Bill Hicks
So I finally quit smoking for a couple of days and it’s HARD on me. Real hard. I have to keep telling myself that it is really poison. That I’m paying 80% of my tobacco money to the government (not a bright idea) and that I really don’t need them.
Besides they finally put the complete anti-smoking laws in place in this country, meaning that apart from your own car and apartment you can not smoke anywhere. Not in bars, not in clubs, not in community centers, not even in coffee shops (unless you leave the tobacco out, if you know what I mean).
Now because of that the anti-smoking lobby in this country is running berserk. Celebrating on every street corner, and such terrible pussies they are;
they say: “aah, think of our children” or “don’t poison us with your smoke” or the best yet; “finally we can go to the bar too!”.
O yeah? go to the bar and do what? Drink a fucking water?! You guys do know that living in Amsterdam and walking its streets equals about half a pack of cigarettes a day. The only real reason to quit smoking is that the government stops making money over your back.
In any case, these soft, pussy-wet whipped people that are called the anti-smoking brigade should suffocate and die on their own vomit and are the only real reason that I would ever start to smoke again. Terrible annoying fucks. Die.
I really want a cigarette.
Posted: July 3rd, 2008
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