Alert Nerdian: Playing Catch-Up
Jun 18
Download: Alert Nerdian broadside PDF – April 2008
Download: Alert Nerdian broadside PNG – April 2008
Download: Alert Nerdian broadside GIF – April 2008
So basically, Alert Nerd came down with the plague for a few months. Well…the third of Alert Nerd that has mad design skills did, anyway. Thus, we’re behind on our Alert Nerdians. We are determined, however, to continue our experimentation with this Warren Ellis brainchild and publish a bushel of broadsides at year’s end. So we are now playing catch-up. Here’s April!
Now that con season is in full swing, feel free to wallpaper the giveaway table with these at your local geek gathering. It’s up to you! More Alert Nerdians coming shortly!
A smidge of Shat, part 4
Jun 18Saw this thought of Matt. See anything with William Shatner, and think of Matt, really.
To sit and talk with Shatner over a meal is its own multimedia show. You start by marveling about the familiar voice you’re hearing. By and by, you begin paying attention to what he’s saying, which is a theme park of topics. This is a guy who, in his new autobiography “Up Till Now,” rhapsodizes about a gas station where he found “the finest tire air I’ve ever encountered.”
(Comics) Journalism Is Dead. Long Live (Comics) Journalism.
Jun 17Heidi has an interesting post up over on The Beat (“…on the upbeat, till a man comes along, he says…”) about the state of the New Newsarama, and comics “journalism” in general:
So what’s to be done? Comic Book Resources still has the best columns in the biz, and is stepping up in the news department, but every site out there still has to deal with threats to their access, and given the what fans want to read (previews and interviews, apparently) there’s just no way anyone can gain enough independence anymore.
Which brought to mind Kevin Huxford’s recent musing on the death of Tim Russert, and how there’s no one even comparable in the comics realm:
Man, I wish there was someone that comic notables felt that they HAD to submit to being interviewed by and could press for firm answers (without being spat upon by half of the fans out there).
All of which, honestly, hits me with a sorta big DUH.
Journalism as it should be practiced, and as we’ve come to know it over the past hundred-odd years, is effectively dead. ESPECIALLY entertainment journalism.
In other words, they’re kicking a rotted, maggot-ridden corpse. (Not that it doesn’t DESERVE the kicks, but still.)
Oh, Comics Drama!
Jun 16If you’re into editorial intrigue and behind-the-scenes dirt at DC Comics, start here, then travel here, and end up here, where I’m guessing the comments section will light up today like a Christmas tree on fire.
Me? As usual, I think Greg Hatcher’s right, and anyone who’s paid any attention to the customer-facing machinations of DC over the last year or two probably knows exactly what Chuck Dixon’s talking about in the comments. None of Todd Allen’s candidates really unwrap my Twinkie, but maybe the secret one Heidi teases about will be revealed?
And now you know everything I do. Yes, literally EVERYTHING. Scary, isn’t it.
Links to the Past: Star Tours, Arcades, and Apocalipstix
Jun 13A few relatively random links that have been gathering dust in my mailbox:
* We may finally have a new ride movie for Star Tours at Disneyland. I hope it involves Lucas chasing $100 bills.
* A great story from the Chicago Tribune on the closing of one of the oldest arcades in the region. I don’t remember this one in particular, but I was an occasional visitor to Friar Tuck’s in Calumet City, and our local Showbiz Pizza was of course a frequent favorite spot, back in the day when pizza arcades had mostly video games, and not ride-on toys and plastic ball pits.
There was also this fantastic arcade someplace in the northwestern suburbs where you could pay like $5 to get in, and play row after row of vintage arcade games for free. Maybe this is the arcade of which they write? Perhaps that place is long-since dead as well? I only made it up there a handful of times in college, but man, it was a trip.
* Cameron Stewart’s new graphic novel from Oni, The Apocalipstix (with writer Ray Fawkes), looks right up my alley.
