I probably shouldn't be telling you this...

So yesterday, the boy-
Oh wait. any newbies visiting may not know the deal.
I have a son who is a year and a half, and he is a Wild Boy.
Not "Lord of the Flies" wild, but "Where the Wild Things Are" wild.
Well, one of his favorite things is running. I must say, the boy is quick. I am fast when given a few feet, but he is quick off the fly. Only problem is, his brakes don't work so well.
That being said, he has frequent accidents of an irresistible force/immovable object sort of nature.
Anyway, his most recent smash up involved his face and the coffee table. Apparently, he lost his balance rounding the table, slipped, and smacked his cheek/cheekbone on the edge of the table.
Needless to say it looked God-awful.
So now he has a G.I. Joe (Old school 12" tall version complete with "real" hair) scar on his left cheek. It has healed pretty well, and it's now a centimeter thick pinkish line that extends from just past his nostril to the outer corner of his eye.
I know this is horrible, but a small part of me wants it to stay, because it looks kinda cool in a James Bond bad guy sort of way. (I know, I know, again with the bad guys)
It's weird, as handsome as the boy is, that slight mark makes him even MORE handsome.
Maybe he WILL grow up to be a Bond nemesis...
...Nah.
Those guys have a short life expectancy.
Maybe he will become an evil genius.
He will surely idolize particularly evil guys modeling his life and career after them.
Guys like George Bu-
KARL ROVE.

Maybe he will take over the world-leaving his dear mother and father Costa Rica to rule in a hierarchy similar to Britain.
You know, where WE get to run things, but don't have to do all the work.

Maybe he will invent a weather machine and hold the world under his thumb until they succumb to his ridiculous demands.

Maybe he will be so warped by his scar that he will don a steel mask to cover his entire face and use his knowledge of electronics to build an innumerable army of unstoppable robots which will force the world to bend to his will.

Yeah.
Big dreams for the boy.

Or maybe the scar will just fade away in a couple of days, and he will just go back to being our sweet little boy.
That's probably for the best.

Hooray for the baddies!

This guy is the reason I have such an affinity for the bad guy.
Bad guys are evil, unpredictable, dangerous, and a hell of a lot of fun when they aren't scaring the crap out of you.
But this guy goes far beyond that. He instills that "can't look away from the train wreck" thing in us. His behavior is abominable, but you just want to see what he'll do next.
This guy makes me want to hang on every word and action he carries out while at the same time I'm cringing and expecting the absolute worst behavior that is in/humanly possible.
And- the guy does all this with a smile etched across his face.
Heh.
My faith in the bad guy has been restored.
Go and see "The Dark Knight".
NOW.
Oh, and if you can, read the "Killing Joke" for a Joker refresher course.

Rasl dazzle!

Jeff smith is back!
If you are not familiar with his incredible work, check out Bone. It's a funny (huge) graphic novel set in medieval times and follows the lives of the three bone cousins and their encounters with dragons, giant mountain lions, giant rat creatures, evil wizards, and a great cow race.
The book is an amazing amalgamation of fantasy and comedy in a sort of Lord of the Rings meets Pogo sort of way. The book is both hilarious and scary at the same time-nothing short of genius. It's available at bookstores, comic shops, and at the library.
Smith now has a new book called Rasl (pronounced razzle). It's shrouded in mystery, but I do know that it follows an art thief who travels inter-dimensionally for his clients. The trip is apparently so rough on his body that he must indulge in booze and cigars to help take the edge off. (smells like some personal stuff has been peppered in this new work by the author-but I could be wrong)
It's a really cool book, and smith's art style is great. Pick up the book if not only to see where it takes you. Bone was such a good mystery and a great ride that you can't go wrong by investing in Rasl.
By the way, if you want to be immersed in Smith's work stop by the Wexner Center for his exhibit. I'll be doing a review of it in the very near future.

NEARING THE END OF AN ERA...

Alright, alright!!!
Today is my birthday y'all!
I am a respectable three-eight folks.
Wow.
It makes me remember the year 1988.
I was just about to graduate from high school and I thought to myself- Damn, in the year 2000 I am gonna be 30.
JESUS CHRIST I will be OLD!
It's been nearly ten years beyond the dreaded year 2000, and I feel GREAT man.
I must say that this has been shaping up to be the best decade of my existence.
I mean, I am more comfortable in my skin, I have a BEAUTIFUL wife (I really should express that feeling to her more often), a whip-smart and EXTREMELY handsome son (the similarities between the two of us are amazing! Heh.), and I own my own business.
Life is good.
I guess all I can do is sit back and enjoy the last couple years of my thirties, all the while looking forward to "The Big 4-0" and the great things that are bound to happen to me from that point on.
So, Happy Birthday to me, and here's to life, and living it to the absolute fullest!

PEACE.

Hello again.

Well, it's been a long time since I've scribed on static-y pages.
My last foray into blogging was Just trying to make sense of it all. Check it out all those who may not know what I am all about. It documents my love for my wife and my son, coneys, halloween, karate/kung fu movies, and music.
I'm gonna try writing on a daily basis, and if I don't face the problems I faced with my last blog, all should be well.
So hang onto your britches as I fly by the seat of my hat and enjoy.