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Emoticomics #9: A Public Service Announcement

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Webcomic…Thursday? Wapsi Square

Sorry folks, regular work kicked my flat Irish behind yesterday, and until you all start paying me a yearly salary (hint hint), the office job must take priority.  So without further ado, here is my belated Webcomic Wednesday post.

Do you like mythology?  Intrigue?  Mystery? Giant boobs?  Then you’ll love Wapsi Square.

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Paul Taylor’s rich tapestry of a webcomic centers around Monica, a half Mexican, half Irish museum curator with a tendency towards chimera wrangling, Nancy Drewing ancient mythological puzzles, and defeating her own (very real) demons.  Oh, and she has boobs.

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Taylor’s art style is one of my favourites and the look of the comic is constantly evolving.  As are the characters.  It’s rare to see a webcomic with such sincere and deep character (and plot) development.  There is obviously a very rich mythos involved here, and I for one enjoy it.

That being said, this is almost a comic I wish I had only in book form.  Reading one strip a day sometimes necessitates going back and figuring out where in the plot line we are.  I highly recommend reading it all the way through and/or purchasing the books to really get into this strip.  It’s worth it.  Also, y’know, boobs:

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(I promise the comic is not all about boobs)

–DB

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BarGeek Event: Community Cultural Exchange TONIGHT!

Yup, it’s that time of the month again, kids.  No, not THAT time.  Sickos.  It’s time for another Community Cultural Exchange Event!

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This week features the debut of We Are Nothing Yet and Toxiclife and the Pollution, as well as other local Philadelphia artists, poets and performers.  And yours truly, the one and only Digital Bohemian herself, will be co-hosting with the fearless Nolando (whose bass stylings you will hear as he performs with the Pollution).

You will also have the opportunity to win a little cash with our 50/50 raffle!  I won last week!  Dreams can come true!

The Exchange
Upstairs at Copabanana
4th and South Street
8pm, no cover
food and drink specials

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Emoticomics #8: Don’t Stop Believin’

Emoticomics_8Yes, it’s an American Idol joke.  So, I dunno, deal with it.

–DB

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Texts From Last Night: Who Put This Pirate Hat Here?

The other day, this happened via text message:

Friend: I was wrong. Captain Picard saves the pug in dune.

Me: Thank god. It was keeping me up at night.

This is just one example of the randomness that is sometimes my text inbox.  And it got me thinking, I wonder if there is a place where people can post their drunken and/or random and hilarious text messages.  I thought I was onto something!  It would be comedy gold!  It would bring in advertisers!  It would earn me tons of loot!  It would……already exist.

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TextsFromLastNight.com is the newest thing sweeping the internet.  The young hipsters love it.  I sort of do, too.  It’s a level of voyeurism in sync with sites like PassiveAggressiveNotes.com, and STFU marrieds.

While my little foray into geekdom above doesn’t really warrant the lolz, I assure you there are plenty to be had:

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The site is beyond NSFW.  It’s not safe for grandmas, little cousins, public transportation or weird-smelling co-workers.

The brilliance of this site is that you know you have one of these texts somewhere in your phone.  You begin wondering if these are from people you know.  You begin scanning the area codes for your area, and wondering if it’s THAT chick from the other night texting about YOUR tiny penis.

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I fully admit that I started digging through my phone after first visiting this site and looking for something worthy.  I had none.  Well, there was one slightly off-putting discussion about the band Creed, but it was far too shameful to put into a public forum.

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So go and enjoy other people’s drunken stupidity and sexual exploits.  It’ll kill more than a few minutes of your day.  And isn’t that what the internet is all about?

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–DB

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Webcomic Wednesday: Kukuburi

Do you like pretty things? I like pretty things.  As a graphic designer, I sometimes lose the pretty when it comes to images.  I tend to see the trees instead of the forest, if you will.  So I like images that make my eyeballs dance around a little and make me stop breaking everything down into vector lines and pantone colors and just see the pretty.

That being said, Kukuburi is one of the prettiest damn things I have ever seen.

2007-09-04I mean, for fuck’s sake that’s gorgeous.  The man behind the pretty is Ramón Perez, a brilliant illustrator and artist most well known for work on the webcomic ButternutSquash, and print work for Marvel’s NYX (No Way Home), and DC’s JSA: Classifieds (Wildcat).  I first found out about him via the incredible Put The Book Back on the Shelf: A Belle and Sebastion Anthology (Expectations).  I really wish I had a scan of the book because it’s amazing.  But instead, here’s some more pretty Kukuburi art:

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Kukuburi is a sequential story about Nadia, a delivery girl who finds herself thrown into a magical dream world that may or may not be real.  Her role in this world has yet to be revealed, but she is being helped along the way by some faithful companions and hindered by giant flying manta ray thingies controlled by a skeleton dude who may or may not be the personification of death.  Also, FLYING BLUE OTTERS!

2008-01-06The comic just recently came back from a long hiatus and I know of at least a million people glad to see it back.  It updates twice a week (Tues/Thurs) and is also available in Italian and French.  Which is just neat.  Even though I don’t speak either.  I took 4 years of Latin.  Worthless.

Seriously, if you are into the pretty and enjoy a story that keeps you guessing and just waiting with baited breath to see what happens next, you’ll love Kukuburi.  I mean, what’s better than something pretty that makes you squirm in anticipation?  Not much, my friends, not bloody much.

–DB

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BarGeek’s Guide to Life

As I’m sure you’ve noticed, my posting quality has been less than great lately.  Sometimes life gets in the way of the Internet.  I do my best to post 5x a week, even if it’s just a little sumthin sumthin.  Lately my life has been goin down an interesting path.  Not necessarily bad, but definitely different.  So I apologize for my flakiness as of late.  Hopefully I’ll be feeling like myself again soon.

In the spirit of getting back to good, I wanted to present you with a top ten list of things that make me happy.  And hopefully can make you happy, too.  Oh, and Mercury?  Please to be out of retrograde now, k? Thnx.

BarGeek’s Guide to Life: Top Ten

wawa-coffee10. Wawa Coffee.
Well, really Wawa in general.  For those not in the Northeast, Wawa’s are like 7-11’s, only better.  So much better.  So so so much better.  Hoagies and coffee and doughnuts OH MY.  I am fairly useless in the mornings until I have a cup of Hazelnut coffee with Irish Cream non dairy creamer.  Don’t you judge me.  And yes, I am perfectly aware of the blatant use of Comic Sans on that cup sleeve.  I don’t care.  Wawa can do as they please as long as they keep making coffee and egg white turkey sausage breakfast bagels.

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antm8ds8zu89. America’s Next Top Model
Ok, bear with me.  I love ANTM.  I have always loved it.  If there’s a marathon on I will find it and I will watch the WHOLE THING.  Why?  Because it’s amazing.  Because Tyra Banks is batshit insane and these girls aren’t exactly playing with a full box of crayons, either.  Yes, it’s inane.  Yes, it’s trashy.  But you know what?  I have two Bachelor’s degrees and an IQ of 165, I can watch bad television if I want to.  So can you.  Don’t be ashamed of it.  Smile with your eyes and enjoy the madness!

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8. Cowboy Boots
I used to live in Texas, and I proudly and unironically own a pair of real leather cowboy boots.  The fact that I got them at a thrift store in Allentown, PA for $20 is besides the point.   I wear them with dresses, jeans, skirts, shorts, and occasionally pyjamas.  They make me happy.  They aren’t particularly attractive or fashionable, or even practical, but they make me smile.  And, aside from arch support, isn’t that what a good pair of shoes should do?

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o_whoseline7. Whose Line is it Anyway?
I was a pretty sad panda in high school.  It’s fine, I’ve moved on.  But my point is that there was one thing that could always, without fail, make me smile.  And that thing was and is Whose Line is it Anyway? Both the British version and the American version make me laugh out loud.  I know it’s not the best Improv out there, but dammit if it isn’t funny as hell.  Having performed with Improv groups and taken classes, this older and wiser version of myself knows a little more about what good Improv should be, but I still love watching Colin Mochrie make an ass out of himself.  I really, truly do.

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6. Skittles
Confession:  I ate a bag of Skittles for dinner last night.  I have no regrets.

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3267279765_ed2c452b8f5. CuteOverload.com
Do you like cute things?  If not, are you, in fact, Satan?  Because I dare you, I triple dog dare you, to not audibly go “bawwwwww” when visiting cuteoverload.  If you’re having a bad day, I guarantee this site will make it better.  It’s the next best thing to actually holding a sugar covered cupcake scented kitten in your hand.  And don’t forget the loads of other, unconventionally cute creatures.  Lizards and bugs and deer and elephants.  Cute:  It’s not just for kittens anymore.

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4. Spring Sunshine
You see that giant shiny, yellow looking doohicky out your window?  No, no, don’t look directly at it.  But go outside…yes, I know, I said OUTSIDE, I promise nothing bad will happen….and sit in a place that gets some direct sunlight.  Wait for it.  Wait.   Feel that?  That’s what awesome feels like.  Caution: if you have a skin tone like mine (somewhere between transparent and OMFG WHITE), avoid the shiny yellow thing between June and September.  It will not feel like awesome.  It will feel like pain.

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6199_large3. Jazz Hands
Ok, look, I know I have a weird penchant for this theatrical, moderately flamboyant, hand gesture.  But just try it out.  Stuck in an awkward situation? JAZZ HANDS.  Need to find some tail?  JAZZ HANDS.  Working on your wedding vows?  JAZZ HANDS.  Pulled over for DUI?…well, I wouldn’t actually recommend Jazz Hands in this scenario but go ahead and try it if you’ve got nothing else to lose.  My point is that this silly little gesture will cheer you up.  Or make someone laugh.  Or make you laugh.  It’s pretty much a win-win-win situation.  And I know for a fact that someone has gotten laid using the Jazz Hands method.*

*Sex is not guaranteed with the Jazz Hands method.  You may get slapped in the face.  Don’t bitch to me if you do.  You were obviously doing it wrong.

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philadelphia2.  Philadelphia
I love my city.  I am not ashamed of it.  Yes, we have crime.  Yes, we bombed ourselves once.  Yes, we’re in a little too close for comfort proximity to New Jersey.  Yes, we have the goddamned Eagles. But I love it here.  I work as a tour guide on weekends and I couldn’t be happier sharing the history of my city with tourists.  I love how different people are.  I even love the loud, bitter old heads who hate the fact that people like me are gentrifying their city.  I love the art.  I love the music.  I love the fact that we’re not DC or NY.  I fucking love the Phillies.  I have never been more at home in a city than this one, and I’ve lived in quite a few.  So thanks, Philly, for making this nomad feel at home.

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1. Friends.
No, not the stupid tv show.  But you.  Friends.  The friends that stick with you even when you fuck up so hard you can’t believe you fucked up so hard.  The new friends who know you better in 5 days than you’ve known yourself in 30 years.  The old friends who remember that awkward bitchy slut phase in college and love you anyway.  The friends that drive you to the airport.  The friends that clean up your backyard.  The friends who drink cheap wine with you while you cry on their shoulders.  The friends who leave you alone when you need it, but never leave you alone when you need them.  Go hug your friends.  Yea, this is sappier than I usually am.  But I can’t be cynical and bitter all of the time, can I?

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So there you have it.  10 things that make me smile and maybe one of them will make you smile today.  Notice that none of them have anything to do with pickles.  I can’t fucking stand pickles.  Vinegar tasting weirdly soft yet crunchy motherfuckers.

–DB

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