(Originally written 2/12/2010
Well, it's been almost a year and a half since Clit & Pecker has seen a new strip. And even though I had this one written, and even drawn, for at least a full year, I failed to get it put up on the site. But I managed to correct that mistake, and I now present you with the newest edition.
What prompted this was the sudden realization of a story that would fit well in the C&P universe. It's not incredibly long. Or poignant. Or maybe even good. But I got a chuckle out of it when I thought about it, so I decided to go ahead with it.
It's not done yet. In fact, with the exception of some notes, it doesn't even exist. You see, I wanted to finish this one before I started anything new. But now that it's out of the way, I can blaze forward on the new storyline.
Again, I'm not committing to any kind of set schedule. I'll be working at my own pace, but hopefully I won't take another year and a half to finish it. I'm fairly certain that I won't, seeing as how I have no other obligations, like a job or anything.
Anyway, I hope you enjoy this one. I hope you enjoy what I do in the future. And, as always, peace and chicken grease.
(Originally written 8/3/2008)
So the good people at Saranac, makers of fine ales and lagers, have decided to expand their menu a bit, and added some fine sodas, for the kids. I'm not entirely sure how long they have been doing this, so this may be old news. However, it was quite new to me. Anyway, I picked up a six-pack of the Shirley Temple soda and damn is it good.
As you probably know, a Shirley Temple is a soft drink made with 7-Up and cherry juice. It's purpose is to make children feel like they are having a drink while their parents are getting sloshed at the bar. I guess that works for designated drivers and AA members as well. So, having tried the Saranac version for the first time, I immediately realized that this is the drink for me. You see, I'm a sugar junkie. There can never be too much sugar in anything for me. And this soda, it tastes so sickeningly sweet that it almost makes me cringe. Almost. I mean, the amount of sugar taste that you get, you would think you mistakenly picked up the sugar bowl and took a sip of that. Seriously, it's like they made the bottle out of pure cane sugar.
It is fantastic.
They also have a root beer, an orange cream, and a ginger beer. I'll probably try those eventually, but for now, I'll stick with the Shirley Temple and all of it's teeth-rotting beauty.
(Originally written 7/28/2008)
I have to say, it's been a rather quiet week around here. Yesterday, my girlfriend and I rented the movie 21. That was pretty good. Not as good as I was expecting, but I don't regret the rental.
Other than that, pretty boring. I did some drawing for a friend of my girlfriend. He is a mixed martial artist and he wants to start his own clothing line. So he asked her to come up with some sketches and ideas, with maybe a website to follow. That's pretty cool, because it means the opportunity for some more cash.
So, I got Sunday. Saturday was not much. Family party. Friday, work. Oh, and a job interview. Good stuff. Pretty excited about that.
Thursday was work. Wednesday was work. Tuesday was work. Monday was work.
Yep, not much.
Hope you enjoyed my cranial diarrhea.
Oh, it's also 12:28 in the morning. I know this without even looking at the clock. Wanna know how? The sprinklers in our apartment complex just came on.
(Originally written 7/21/2009)
Yeah, the title of this post doesn't really make any sense, but The Dark Knight was an awesome fucking movie. It was so awesome, I barely remember what happened during most of it. Some might view this as a bad thing, as in "Oh. You were so bored that your mind wandered and you didn't even catch most of the film."
No. Not at all. I was so blown away by the action, acting, plot twists, and drama that my human brain couldn't comprehend it all at once.
Seriously. Heath Ledger was great as the Joker. His performance shits all over Jack Nicholson and Cesar Romero. It's that good. Granted, it wasn't so good that he needed to OD on prescription meds and die, but, hey. That's on him. The Joker's entire scheme seems to by so completely random that when it makes sense at the end, you can tell that he is that crazy.
But aside from that, the best part of the movie was the Harvey Dent plot. Aaron Eckhart is riveting as Gotham's DA, and he plays his part with such panache, that you can't see anyone else in this role. Not even Tommy Lee Jones. Seriously!
I don't think I need to say anything about Christian Bale. It's pretty much agreed that since Batman Begins, he is the best Batman to ever be filmed. And if anyone tries to argue that point, then he or she and I have some problems.
If you haven't seen this movie yet, you need to. If you have, but you want to see it again, call me. I'll go with you.
(Originally written 7/7/2008)
So, fast food chain McDonalds has introduced a few new chicken items to their menu. The first one that I heard of was the Southern Style chicken biscuit breakfast sandwich. That sounded good to me, seeing as how I have had such an item at my local Chick-Fil-A franchise. However, driving down a road near my street I saw a billboard that advertised a Southern Style chicken sandwich. Now, this wouldn't bother me so much if it weren't for the fact that it also mentioned that the sandwich contained a pair of pickles. Hmmm...
Might these be two crucial pickles?
Come on, McDonalds. You aren't fooling anyone. This "Southern Style" chicken sandwich has been around since Truett Cathy first offered it in the Dwarf Grill. You aren't offering anything "new." In fact, you may as well just call it the "Chick-Fil-A Style chicken sandwich." (They also launched a website to promote the new items. Somehow dancing is supposed to settle a philosophical debate.)
I don't hate McDonalds. With that said, though, I love Chick-Fil-A. So if you feel that I am being biased, it's because I am. But seriously, what is the difference between these two sandwiches besides the name on the receipt? The quality of chicken, maybe? If that's the case, I will certainly choose Chick-Fil-A anyday. Though McDonalds' chicken isn't terrible (as opposed to Burger King, which is downright awful), it does not compare in any way to Chick-Fil-A.
What makes me happy is that I am not the only one to notice this particular brand of mimicry. The New York Times ran an article about it, as did Time magazine. However, since they are rather big name publications, and I am just one schmoe in my corner of the internet, they refuse to take a stand on the issue. Not me, though. Given the choice; Chick-Fil-A.
There is no competition here. If I want a quality chicken sandwich, whether it's eight in the morning or eight in the evening, I'm going to Chick-Fil-A. If I want a greasy, squashed cheeseburger with synthetic sauce, I'll go to McDonalds. And never the 'tween shall meet.
Anyway, I'd love to hear your thoughts on this. Send me an e-mail if you feel as strongly as I do so we can spark some debate over here at CnP.