tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-45048270475427597442024-03-15T22:21:09.704-04:00Blam's BlogThe Unauthorized Personal Weblog of Brian Saner Lamken — On Film, Television, Comics, Music, Language, Baseball, and Other PreoccupationsBlamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07342343767763035991noreply@blogger.comBlogger568125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504827047542759744.post-54776457907708131122023-10-12T13:01:00.098-04:002024-01-16T12:39:05.925-05:00Let It Grow<br>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;">I was digging into my copy of <a href="https://zoop.gg/c/comicsforukrainestore" target="_blank"><b><i>Comics for Ukraine</i></b></a> — and so already keenly aware <br>of the compartmentalization we practice daily to appreciate art in the midst of tragedy or, more generally, simply live our lives even as they or the lives of others are under imminent threat — when reports came in from Israel of the horrifying assaults there <br>on Saturday.<br>
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The book, just recently arrived, was crowdfunded in June of last year through Zoop <br>to benefit the work done by Operation USA. Its subtitle is <i>Sunflower Seeds</i> after the curse directed at Russian soldiers by a bold Ukranian woman who told them to put seeds in their pockets so that when they die sunflowers will grow in their place on the land they attempted to occupy.<br> </span></span><a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2023/10/let-it-grow.html#more"><i>Continued »</i><br><br></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><b>All original material © 2009-2019 Brian Saner Lamken unless otherwise noted. This feed is for personal use only. No infringement of outside intellectual property is intended.</b></div>Blamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07342343767763035991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504827047542759744.post-78126191472893485832023-10-11T19:01:00.021-04:002023-12-24T07:51:41.278-05:005 of Five<br>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;">Need a laugh?<br>
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I’m conflicted. The dissonance of firing up the blog again, rooting on my Phillies, and hoping to get out for my birthday this weekend despite such unending pain existing half a globe away is acute. Yet I just passed an hour listening to Episode 5 of the podcast <a href="https://strikeforcefive.com" target="_blank"><b><i>Strike Force Five</i></b></a> while doing some graphics work for an upcoming project and the only reason I’m not incapacitated from cackling out loud nearly the entire time is that my asthma’s so bad I’ve kind-of unconsciously trained myself not to push out breath as I’m silently convulsing in hysterics.<br>
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<i>Strike Force Five</i> united late-night hosts Jimmy Kimmel, Stephen Colbert, John Oliver, Jimmy Fallon, and Seth Meyers in a series of highly candid, very lightly structured conversations, sponsored to bring in money for their staffs as the strike by the Writers’ Guild of America halted production of their programs. Twelve installments were released over six weeks.<br></span></span><a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2023/10/5-of-five.html#more"><i>Continued »</i><br><br></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><b>All original material © 2009-2019 Brian Saner Lamken unless otherwise noted. This feed is for personal use only. No infringement of outside intellectual property is intended.</b></div>Blamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07342343767763035991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504827047542759744.post-76370462576993805122023-10-02T21:01:00.000-04:002023-10-02T21:00:01.641-04:00Red in the Head<br>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;">I don’t always get auras with migraine episodes, and the only kind I get when I do is a strong but fleeting scent. One from not too long ago that’s stuck with me is the aroma of <b>Big Red</b> gum.</span></span><br>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;">I’m pretty sure I haven't chewed or even thought much about it in close to 40 years. I certainly didn’t remember it being such a distinct sort of cinnamon — and that surprise of specificity is a recurring theme with the smells, be they a brief reminder of the brand of cigarettes Dad’s parents smoked or the musty, vinegar-ish scent of the wood in parts of Mom’s parents’ house. I’ve smelled garlic, <i>not</i> as prepared with any particular dish that I recall, and the breath of my late cat Pebbles.<br> </span></span><a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2023/09/red-in-head.html#more"><i>Continued »</i><br><br></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><b>All original material © 2009-2019 Brian Saner Lamken unless otherwise noted. This feed is for personal use only. No infringement of outside intellectual property is intended.</b></div>Blamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07342343767763035991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504827047542759744.post-31630463283369050572023-10-01T07:01:00.000-04:002023-10-03T18:05:41.879-04:00The Mind’s AI<br>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;">So there he was, Richard Dawson, in all of his ’70s glory — with a dark blazer and medallion over gray turtleneck — seated behind a large, ornate desk in a room lined with bookshelves. The camera pulled in on him as credits appeared on screen announcing that I’d come across some kind of documentary series on talk shows.<br>
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I landed on this sight while flipping television channels in a <b>dream</b>.<br>
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Waking up, I got the sense that I hadn’t actually been flipping channels but rather watching the results of <b>artificial intelligence</b> tasked with creating such a program. It was still a dream, of course, no matter the rationale behind what was on that monitor in my unconscious mind’s eye; as I rapidly became <i>conscious</i>, however, I found myself intensely musing on similarities between dreams and imagery generated by omnivorous algorithm.<br></span></span><a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2023/10/the-minds-ai.html#more"><i>Continued »</i><br><br></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><b>All original material © 2009-2019 Brian Saner Lamken unless otherwise noted. This feed is for personal use only. No infringement of outside intellectual property is intended.</b></div>Blamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07342343767763035991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504827047542759744.post-31337705485951529802023-07-03T13:01:00.000-04:002024-01-01T05:33:50.767-05:00Bully for You<br>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;">I’m <i>very</i> late in sharing the news that <a href="https://bullyscomics.blogspot.com" target="_blank">my pal Bully</a> has resumed bringing joy to the masses at his blog <i>Comics Oughta Be Fun!</i>.<br>
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<a href="https://bullyscomics.blogspot.com/2022/01/annnnnnndwere-back.html" target="_blank">A couple of Januarys past</a> — which might have been a <i>Sandman</i> issue — Bully, the <br>little stuffed bull who is a fuzzy, cuddly bane to oppressors of the righteous and vulnerable, returned after sadly but understandably closing up shop in <a href="https://bullyscomics.blogspot.com/2020/06/the-end.html" target="_blank">June 2020</a>. </span></span><a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2023/07/bully-for-you.html#more"><i>Continued »</i><br><br></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><b>All original material © 2009-2019 Brian Saner Lamken unless otherwise noted. This feed is for personal use only. No infringement of outside intellectual property is intended.</b></div>Blamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07342343767763035991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504827047542759744.post-54263566689115888322022-08-08T01:01:00.092-04:002023-12-24T10:44:37.368-05:0051 Favorites: #15<br>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;">I’ve had <b>Don McLean’s “American Pie”</b> on the list of things to include in this <br>series from the start.<br>
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Once upon a time, I figured that when I did finally write about the song it would be <br>in large part to annotate or explicate it. That was before. It was before cyberspace got quite so full; before I realized that with age the mystery and myriad possible interpretations of the lyrics grew more interesting to me than any definitive answers; before McLean slowly began to break his silence on the subject, most recently and distinctly in a documentary that premiered on the Paramount+ service last month called <i>The Day the Music Died: The Story of Don McLean’s “American Pie”</i>.<br></span></span><a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2022/08/51-favorites-15.html#more"><i>Continued »</i><br><br></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><b>All original material © 2009-2019 Brian Saner Lamken unless otherwise noted. This feed is for personal use only. No infringement of outside intellectual property is intended.</b></div>Blamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07342343767763035991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504827047542759744.post-25797345500989505352021-06-11T19:01:00.008-04:002023-06-02T11:38:43.326-04:00Blam’s Next Blog<div style="clear: both;">
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;">A very long time coming, <b><i><a href="https://www.i-have-issues.com" target="_blank">I Have Issues</a></i></b> has gone live.<br>
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Kind-of. I’m stretching the definition of “live” there. Right now all you get is a logo <br>and tag line, plus — <i>maybe</i>, depending on the results of my internal debate over whether it adds value or subtracts from the minimalist placeholder — a brief mission statement. I registered the domain a while ago now and have been planning the site <br>for more than a decade.<br></span></span><a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2020/02/blams-next-blog.html#more"><i>Continued »</i><br><br></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><b>All original material © 2009-2019 Brian Saner Lamken unless otherwise noted. This feed is for personal use only. No infringement of outside intellectual property is intended.</b></div>Blamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07342343767763035991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504827047542759744.post-18969157327209681072021-06-07T13:01:00.002-04:002023-06-02T23:46:59.701-04:00Jawn of Justice<div style="clear: both;"> </div>
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<img alt="Cover of Superman #293 from 1975, depicting Superman with arms crossed in front of gushing fire hydrant as Lois Lane and other civilians lie pleading or expired on the street, with doctored text -- Lois: 'Help us, Superman! We're dyin' for some wooder!' Superman: 'Yiz orn't gettin' any -- 'til I'm kooderback fer the Iggles!' Caption: 'Watch as the Metropolis Marvel is transformed into 'The Superman of Easttown!' Plus: Team-up action wit' Green Lannern!'' " border="0" data-original-height="1504" data-original-width="968" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEhd55hmLmjnxsE2EMowmF0_Kv2W27M7ToTf4XTAUr3ygfQYdoB9Y_7CTmE7QqlyoKoBfKmVAcr6xgJ1b1DepV9HmScc3jBDwyeAk1CCRbrowf8ZWN7ldFqgWwy_XpAdhmnUjq2zVFWUbRMfGH4gMCvdXhVg4x9SnwKeswoWPZKum60_8NaIJcJYT7_2hg" width="475" title="''Why don't yiz go bawther Wawa Woman?''"><br>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;">I was talking with a friend recently and this happened. </span></span><a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2021/08/jawn-of-justice.html#more"><i>Continued »</i><br><br></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><b>All original material © 2009-2019 Brian Saner Lamken unless otherwise noted. This feed is for personal use only. No infringement of outside intellectual property is intended.</b></div>Blamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07342343767763035991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504827047542759744.post-16727784520855346682021-01-01T00:01:00.058-05:002023-12-27T13:11:58.522-05:00… from Hell<br>
<img alt="Scooby-Doo gang with Fred unmasking the Devil in a robe with sash reading 2020 / Shaggy: 'Zoinks! Like, 2020 was Satan the whole time!' Fred: 'Gosh!' Velma: '...That actually explains a lot.' / Wishing Us All a Better Year Ahead" border="0" data-original-height="537" data-original-width="850" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj13HxrtMRtRHD_6oNm8CwLs6nqzBLxb4mP-5gm2UW5aRQfxQCA4ZPSZ15VUOd_Xyj3pDKFCiJKQD_bdKCQHb0yLPzZ5iFa1TsqbznAt_AgaP72_JYIrVAZDkunutF3DnMaRSTbG_I3G2i1lWnQ-HBJuw4f5aMBgbBUBLG8GFXabvQgOD9sBHfKh3Vobt7V/s1600/2020-Satan.png" title="Rooby-Rooby-Roo!" width="610"/><br><div class="blogger-post-footer"><b>All original material © 2009-2019 Brian Saner Lamken unless otherwise noted. This feed is for personal use only. No infringement of outside intellectual property is intended.</b></div>Blamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07342343767763035991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504827047542759744.post-11310034900294777212020-12-29T23:01:00.088-05:002023-06-03T22:42:51.322-04:00Going the Distance<div style="clear: both;">
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;">Few of us have made it to the end of <b>2020</b> without feeling a sense of loss, I suspect, even if we’re fortunate enough not have been directly visited by the most unspeakable of tragedies.</span></span><br>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;">I’ve rarely strayed into social commentary here on the blog, preferring to keep it focused on fun stuff and critiques of pop-cultural pursuits. </span></span><a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2020/12/going-distance.html#more"><i>Continued »</i><br><br></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><b>All original material © 2009-2019 Brian Saner Lamken unless otherwise noted. This feed is for personal use only. No infringement of outside intellectual property is intended.</b></div>Blamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07342343767763035991noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504827047542759744.post-19157533195398682772020-02-16T11:01:00.176-05:002023-06-02T07:28:10.212-04:00Week Links<div style="clear: both;"></div><br>
<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLjImliAhc2U7asiTbkEQeTItGFH_9uszSREGzKQl7Zi21ckiLZy84OjMrnDS5ruwni2YodtO7N2VHGhY5gMpONbbTrebB9xKh2ONKE2K2NDw6unQPwos4-eqrebPimcuAx26pZXVLwzkx/s1600/LastWeekTonight-JOHBO.png" data-original-width="1570" data-original-height="839" width="550" alt="John Oliver in glasses and blue suit at his anchor's desk" title="''Excuse me, I'm *terribly* sorry, but I have to run as I do believe that this appears to be a job for Superman.''"><br>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia";"><a href="https://www.hbo.com/last-week-tonight-with-john-oliver" target="_blank"><b><i>Last Week Tonight with John Oliver</i></b></a> was not on last week, but <i>will</i> be on tonight — and with John Oliver. What are the odds, I ask you?<br> </span></span><a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2020/02/week-links.html#more"><i>Continued »</i><br><br></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><b>All original material © 2009-2019 Brian Saner Lamken unless otherwise noted. This feed is for personal use only. No infringement of outside intellectual property is intended.</b></div>Blamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07342343767763035991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504827047542759744.post-48049760175143307542019-12-31T23:01:00.015-05:002023-12-27T08:32:38.946-05:00Chart Nouveau<br>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"><b>Related: <a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2009/11/board-now.html">Board Now</a> </b>•<b> <a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2011/01/eh.html">Eh?</a> </b>•<b> <a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2012/12/see-you-next-baktun.html">See You Next B'ak'tun!</a></b></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><b>All original material © 2009-2019 Brian Saner Lamken unless otherwise noted. This feed is for personal use only. No infringement of outside intellectual property is intended.</b></div>Blamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07342343767763035991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504827047542759744.post-38087096861404822482019-12-21T07:01:00.000-05:002023-12-23T22:14:32.892-05:00Jango Bells<div style="clear: both;"></div><br>
<img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKOXc74kZmZLscj0K1sQkvejp5RP1oIoR02VMCnvBzenf03EZKFaJoHpvYFDKav4dADWjEpgL20Fm2Shai5e7wF51LE2lSdLrrvphfayfuPRKkJmoRpL2B6_VFOX2aIvlqhAUBP2dZQskf/s1600/BobaFett-SnowMB.jpg" data-original-width="600" data-original-height="600" width="500" alt="Three snowmen on a lawn: one with traditional buttons, hat, etc.; one made up to be a penguin; and one with Boba Fett helmet for head" title="It’s gettin’ Hoth in here."><br>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia";">I brainstormed the following list a few years ago on a lark. While I shared <a href="https://twitter.com/search?q=%40BrianLamken%20%23StarWarsHolidaySongs&src=typed_query" target="blank">on Twitter</a> and Facebook, I didn’t here at the time because I knew activity would be light and wasn’t keen to have dated Yuletide content atop the front page year-round. Posting it now is relevant to the cultural moment, of course, but also helps ensure that I finally get crackin’ on the blog again so we don’t have to keep looking at…<br>
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<b>11.</b> “Silent Night, Carbonite”<br>
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<b>10.</b> “Here We Come a-Wookieeing”<br>
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<b>9.</b> “O Little Town of Walrus Men” </span></span><a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2019/12/jango-bells.html#more"><i>Continued »</i><br><br></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><b>All original material © 2009-2019 Brian Saner Lamken unless otherwise noted. This feed is for personal use only. No infringement of outside intellectual property is intended.</b></div>Blamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07342343767763035991noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504827047542759744.post-78532174205758745942019-11-21T13:01:00.048-05:002024-01-01T10:14:52.602-05:00Tom Spurgeon 1968-2019<br>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;">I didn’t know <b>Tom Spurgeon</b>, a longtime critic and lover of comics who passed <br>away last week at just 50. We met but once at a convention. I know his work, though, and I know a lot of other people in the comics world who did know him, admire him, care for him.</span></span><br>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;">Spurgeon was editor of Fantagraphics’ <i>The Comics Journal</i> for several years before launching his website <a href="https://www.comicsreporter.com" target="_blank"><i>The Comics Reporter</i></a>. </span></span><a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2019/11/tom-spurgeon-1968-2019.html#more"><i>Continued »</i><br><br></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><b>All original material © 2009-2019 Brian Saner Lamken unless otherwise noted. This feed is for personal use only. No infringement of outside intellectual property is intended.</b></div>Blamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07342343767763035991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504827047542759744.post-36672871112007559782019-09-07T23:01:00.005-04:002023-06-03T21:29:38.335-04:00Altered Jean<div style="clear: both;"></div><br>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;">I saw <i><b>Dark Phoenix</b></i> this summer and, not for the first time, was amazed at how my reaction to a $200 million effects-laden event film with bankable stars reprising popular roles could be “That was it? Eh.”<br>
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No spoilers ahead. </span></span><a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2019/09/altered-jean.html#more"><i>Continued »</i><br><br></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><b>All original material © 2009-2019 Brian Saner Lamken unless otherwise noted. This feed is for personal use only. No infringement of outside intellectual property is intended.</b></div>Blamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07342343767763035991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504827047542759744.post-2639225934925864052019-04-21T19:01:00.001-04:002023-12-24T11:21:53.211-05:00Oh Snap<div style="clear: both;">
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;">Up now at my website <i>The Comicologist</i> is an article that I wrote on <b>Thanos</b> for the magazine <i>ACE</i> back in 2015.</span></span><br>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif" style="color: #cc6600;"><b><i>Panels from <a href="https://www.comics.org/issue/49842/" target="_blank"><u>The Infinity Gauntlet</u> #1</a> © 1991 Marvel Comics. Pencils: George Pérez. <br>Inks: Josef Rubinstein & Tom Christopher. Colors: Christie Scheele & Ian Laughlin.</i></b></span><br>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;">I’ve posted <a href="https://www.thecomicologist.com/2015/06/thanos1b.html" target="_blank">a version with images</a> and <a href="https://www.thecomicologist.com/2015/06/thanos1a.html" target="_blank">one without</a>, since the former is rather heavy on the graphics. That’s due in part to the article’s length, which in turn is a consequence of the breadth of the character’s publication history — or vice versa. You might want to wait to read it until after you see <i>Avengers: Endgame</i> if you’re not already familiar with the comics, although my guess is that any spoilers pertain more to last year’s <i>Infinity War</i>.<br></span></span><a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2019/04/oh-snap.html#more"><i>Continued »</i><br><br></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><b>All original material © 2009-2019 Brian Saner Lamken unless otherwise noted. This feed is for personal use only. No infringement of outside intellectual property is intended.</b></div>Blamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07342343767763035991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504827047542759744.post-68384862519175910662019-04-13T01:01:00.039-04:002024-01-12T15:28:40.212-05:00Fourth-World Problems<br>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;">What autosuggest reveals about my conversation topics...</span></span><br>
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<img alt="Screenshot of text reading 'It's the warmest it's been yet today, but that isn't saying much. And it's getting warmer but also dark' with prompts below of 'dark', 'darker', and 'Darkseid'" border="0" data-original-height="1000" data-original-width="781" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqD-oYPL7t4Clnkz77tJegzviggbNuqBrZrIyBTkxm6pAJs27c0ye8VR2I-L8CQRk7-aRlnepRl2g3uQTevPssT2Ws_Tat7Y2e8R6Z-JXuddrSKN1uBgI8Yu7I_DUYs8Lnl58_fxYGfEFYbtYxdhF8fvecSlscS_n8FJs8hK9jzPgghJcyNsRAsqnQ6vSy/s1600/190212-Autosuggest.png" title="''Should we go out to dinner for Mother Box?''" width="450"/><br/>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"><b>Related: <a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2015/09/mr-pope-hail.html">Mr. Pope Hail</a> </b>•<b> <a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2012/10/siteseeing.html">Siteseeing</a> </b>•<b> <a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2009/09/clorox-makes-it-dirty.html">Clorox Makes It Dirty</a></b></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><b>All original material © 2009-2019 Brian Saner Lamken unless otherwise noted. This feed is for personal use only. No infringement of outside intellectual property is intended.</b></div>Blamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07342343767763035991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504827047542759744.post-11525563973598730012019-02-02T13:01:00.002-05:002023-06-03T22:57:47.641-04:00Batton Lash 1953-2019<div style="clear: both;">
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;">I’m heartbroken over the loss of <b>Batton Lash</b>.<br>
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Bat created the delightful series <i>Wolff and Byrd, Counselors of the Macabre</i>, later known as <i><a href="https://exhibitapress.com/wp/" target="_blank">Supernatural Law</a></i>. Bat’s wife and collaborator Jackie Estrada announced <br>his passing in January at 65 after a battle with brain cancer, and Facebook was immediately flooded with tributes. I didn’t share thoughts here at the time for a variety of reasons, but I want to post more in general and this can’t go unsaid. His nattily attired figure was a highlight of any convention; American comics in the ’90s, let alone my personal world of comics, would’ve been much the poorer without him.<br> </span></span><a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2019/02/batton-lash-1953-2019.html#more"><i>Continued »</i><br><br></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><b>All original material © 2009-2019 Brian Saner Lamken unless otherwise noted. This feed is for personal use only. No infringement of outside intellectual property is intended.</b></div>Blamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07342343767763035991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504827047542759744.post-12975506611088340872019-01-07T07:01:00.006-05:002024-03-04T11:53:49.930-05:00Off the Wall<br>
<img alt="Panel 1: Mooch the cat about to throw a ball as Earl the dog waits excitedly. Panel 2: The ball in the air. Panel 3: Earl and Mooch recoiling in surprise as it bounces off the right panel border with a 'bonk'." data-original-height="373" data-original-width="1161" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzHef4J_-2bVT1FZzXfA732T-ILxxCOcrodw4s3zjmeiVS9N-_x7P2vrdU0mgpaiT02BBOpJLB5L8v65HPktRCVQU4T9stK9kYhSAIpGDB94asdvY4gCWZ3fckwuXm2Q5rPXpkzsJfkEp8/s1600/MuttsCS-180913.jpg" title="''Let!''" width="550"><br>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: "georgia";">I got a kick out of <a href="https://mutts.com/product/strip-091318/" target="_blank">this <b><i>Mutts</i></b> strip</a> from September.<br>
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The most amusing part to me is that it doesn’t really break the fourth wall but accomplishes something very like what we <i>think</i> of as breaking the fourth wall by <i>not breaking</i> the panel’s <i>third*</i> wall, surprising the characters — and in turn the reader — by suddenly reneging on the contract that allows panel borders to be drawn in the same ink as lines defining solid objects within a strip’s panels yet be traversable by said objects as portals to the rest of the world being depicted. </span></span><a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2019/01/off-wall.html#more"><i>Continued »</i><br><br></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><b>All original material © 2009-2019 Brian Saner Lamken unless otherwise noted. This feed is for personal use only. No infringement of outside intellectual property is intended.</b></div>Blamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07342343767763035991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504827047542759744.post-29884325434690339542018-11-30T07:01:00.012-05:002024-01-01T08:28:47.718-05:00Stan Lee 1922-2018<div style="clear: both;"></div><br />
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;">The National Cartoonists Society held its <b>72nd annual Reuben Awards dinner</b> <br>on Saturday, May 26th, in Philadelphia.<br>
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Glen Keane was crowned Outstanding Cartoonist of the Year — a prize known <br>simply as <i>The Reuben</i> — for his 2017 short film “Dear Basketball”. Past winners include Walt Kelly, Mort Drucker, Bill Watterson, Milton Caniff, and Will Eisner. It appears to be the first time the top award has been given for work in animation.<br></span></span><a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2018/05/art-men-and-reubens.html#more"><i>Continued »</i><br><br></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><b>All original material © 2009-2019 Brian Saner Lamken unless otherwise noted. This feed is for personal use only. No infringement of outside intellectual property is intended.</b></div>Blamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07342343767763035991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504827047542759744.post-23573843950489324312017-12-11T07:01:00.506-05:002023-06-04T23:12:35.068-04:00Len Wein 1948-2017<div style="clear: both;"> </div>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;">There’s no way for me to do this subject justice but, despite the lateness, it doesn’t <br>feel right to let it pass without mention here.
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<span class="Apple-style-span" face="Trebuchet MS, sans-serif" style="color: #cc6600;"><b><i>Panel from “Once Upon a Time...” in <a href="https://www.comics.org/issue/35216/#209632" target="_blank"><u>Detective Comics</u> #500</a> © 1981 DC Comics. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMsFE-dGxpEH4qKjHPNaOcX2oBs8mqoeeCOub3hQoV3fvNIv0BTjMHv_dlVrK-KBtNuE6TqNasiobF8GcPgdxnqW9lKeZ3J9nKvpP5PvtI0Sn37-P34lIWACtowCIzYekRF7M4tOOLDJQJ/s0/DetectiveComics1-500OnceDig-Pn1.jpg" target="_blank">[enlarge]</a></i></b></span><br>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"><b>Len Wein</b>, who died at 69 on Sept. 10th, provided me and an untold number of <br>other readers with countless moments of wonder. On top of that, Len was very much <br>a <i>mensch</i>. I saw him indulge fans at conventions with anecdotes many creators would surely have long since tired of telling, and he graciously spoke to me at length for a <i>Comicology</i> article celebrating the 25th anniversary of the “new” X-Men at a time — shortly before the release of the 2000 film — when dozens of journalists were likely ringing him up.<br>
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Although I didn’t see him often or know him well, I’m finding it hard to refrain from calling him <i>Len</i>. (He pronounced his last name, by the way, with a long “e”: “ween” rather than “wane” or “wine”.)</span></span><br> <a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2017/12/len-wein-1948-2017.html#more"><i>Continued »</i><br><br></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><b>All original material © 2009-2019 Brian Saner Lamken unless otherwise noted. This feed is for personal use only. No infringement of outside intellectual property is intended.</b></div>Blamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07342343767763035991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504827047542759744.post-78758316326886932552017-03-27T23:01:00.059-04:002024-01-13T11:09:55.168-05:00Unsuitable<br>
<span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;">A photo of <b>The Flash</b> as he’ll appear in Zack Snyder’s upcoming <i>Justice League</i> has been released. Right away I, well, flashed on the classic cover you can see next to it below.<br>
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<img alt="Ezra Miller as Flash in highly segmented, shiny but very scuffed-up suit next to cover depicting Flash being turned into a jointed wooden puppet by magician Abra Kadabra" border="0" data-original-height="544" data-original-width="654" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgN6sOUvHlcBSI9cwLrSw1mikyC3WMUNGPSHmWDiVvZJ_OE7827ex7tUdJBFR3syxsKhbg0ZBbh3oyyySqGp1XsX62eSxSTuqNJ6KzukJALN42jzXNHSUz9p6cmTEYpyiTxAePPpE76V5EbDNXKYa9-fBQrYX_n0VDemXgAnQm7Ih4rRf9GhlkhXmjM0Ixi/s1600/PuppetFlashCompare.jpg" width="575" title="''SHAZAM!
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I quite like how the CW TV incarnation turned out, especially with a white background having replaced the red on his chest insignia, despite <a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2014/03/suit-up.html" target="_blank">the first promo shots</a> featuring him in an extremely awkward position. We have a much clearer head-on look here than we did there, however. My big question, as Snyder and his associates were probably not meaning to homage this delightfully ridiculous old tale, is why and how Barry forged that grungy armor out of candied apples.
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #cc6600; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><b><i>Cover of <a href="https://www.comics.org/issue/17294/" target="_blank"><u>The Flash</u> #133</a> © 1962 DC Comics. Pencils: Carmine Infantino. Inks: <br>Murphy Anderson. Letters: Ira Schnapp. Colors, Script: Unknown. <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOzJTeJ1x4AsrCmvwTf5P13BH8H5Ykbt2gM_gP7cq6MXibi9eSKPWgewtbGdPuSbhLPvoGqUU-ExuIQZhv6iRTOw33iA8H2NinP6PeuJLnmoIGcYE40Tuokzk-oI8PvKZSyo7uppukFunXOGpdRcDFgvK6IAQXS73B1vn1CJViBCdMgR8Q8_XkIPzG_3NB/s1600/Flash1-133-C.jpg" target="_blank">[enlarge]</a></i></b></span><br>
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<span style="font-family: "verdana" , sans-serif; font-size: small;"><b>Related: <a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2014/03/suit-up.html">Suit Up</a> </b>•<b> <a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2015/04/kind-of-blue.html">Kind of Blue</a> </b>•<b> <a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2011/03/stars-and-gripes.html">Stars and Gripes</a></b></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><b>All original material © 2009-2019 Brian Saner Lamken unless otherwise noted. This feed is for personal use only. No infringement of outside intellectual property is intended.</b></div>Blamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07342343767763035991noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4504827047542759744.post-54235593119612605672017-02-11T07:01:00.003-05:002024-01-01T14:26:18.966-05:00In the Stir<br />
<img alt="can of Campbell's Bean with Bacon soup inside the vertical colored bars of a test pattern familiar to television viewers of a certain age" border="0" data-original-height="451" data-original-width="800" height="255" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhwFv5cr1LdYfoxPZKkM5J8aZooLAVy_1_dZP9eL9NiEDp-W1_Ee86G8NGxz1yf22dmv1EjiLPREhX3sTp1C6wWwHdKKAZMEPE5d-3q95BLPyTZhkXOxxpduBtlGQrHH5j-oE2Y3I9B7n7N/s800/CampbellsBWB-TestPattern.jpg" title="[insert humorous remark]" width="450" /><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;">With higher priorities commanding my attention, even as older posts slowly get refurbished amidst ongoing technical problems, new content here will continue to be sparse at best for some time — meaning <a href="https://blamken.blogspot.com/2010/02/can-not-post.html">the soup can</a> is long overdue for display. Not the greatest way to mark the blog’s anniversary, but that’s the way the cookie crumbles... or at least the way to cooking Campbell’s. Please check in every now and then.<br />
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<img alt="Alameda with the Emcee from 'The Elementary Spacetime Show' looking up at LED constellations" border="0" data-original-height="1156" data-original-width="1185" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikhvhBcdaqVKpRd1aIn2DIJLdUUeq0n87ESVd85-5gclCkfyLcQu0qLw35NeE90LndLr7ImU7Rb-SAk7m02D8g1xY47cuL6q3TrgaqF85VYqH1ftY-0UubtBYslZ_EhYeUiqhzoR3YYzddeRPBiezSVricsqMSCEbz6UWllqxIQ2RV40gYR_kT7VrMiw/s1600/ElemSpaceTime-Promo.png" title="''I thought we were going to be in 'The Electric Sunshine Man'.''" width="525"><br>
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<span style="font-size: medium;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: georgia;">Ellen Winter, cousin of my cousins on the other side, is associate musical director <br>and keyboardist of <b><i>The Elementary Spacetime Show</i></b>. The new production written by César Alvarez and directed by Andrew Neisler is playing through Sept. 24th as part of the 2016 Fringe Festival in Philly. You can find out more <a href="https://www.facebook.com/elementaryspacetime/" target="_blank">on Facebook</a>.<br></span></span><a href="https://blog.blamken.com/2016/09/neon-regenesis.html#more"><i>Continued »</i><br><br></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><b>All original material © 2009-2019 Brian Saner Lamken unless otherwise noted. This feed is for personal use only. No infringement of outside intellectual property is intended.</b></div>Blamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07342343767763035991noreply@blogger.com0