Remade! As a sequel! Black Widow kicks butt with four other women, one of whom is invisible the entire time!
If there’s a problem. If no one else can handle it. And if you’ve already tried the Avengers, maybe you can hire….FEMME FORCE FIVE!
Sneak peek at the cover. It’s gonna rock, y’all. If you’ve never read my comic before, START HERE!
Issue 3 drops September 1. Be ready.
(That’s September. Not August. Just in time for Labor Day. Plus, more time to get Issue 4 up here!)
Hi, my name is Iron Man, and I think superheroics need to be regulated by the government. It’s very important. A lot of us have powers and abilities that can cause untold devastation, enough to make Nagasaki look like a day at Chuck E. Cheese. We need to be answerable to someone, somewhere. We can’t just be cowboys.
Hi, my name is Captain America.
Iron Man here again. Look, I understand folks are concerned about their civil liberties. But really, this is not a valid argument in this instance. Would it be against civil liberties to make sure nobody can blow up your entire town just by thinking bad thoughts? Do we really want a world where the Hulk destroys Tuscon because he ate a bad burrito?
My name is Captain America.
Look, at some point, we have to make sacrifices. In order to live together in a free and just society, people have to feel safe and cared for. We can’t do that if people can run around shooting fireballs out of their eyes every time the Pats win the playoffs. It’s all about personal responsibility. How can a democracy function if the gods who live in it cannot be held accountable for their actions?
My name is Captain America.
Stop it, Steve! This is serious!
I am taking this very seriously, Tony. And my name is Captain America.
You’re acting like a child.
A child named Ca-
Don’t say it!
Merry Christmas and happy holidays!
I made a thing a couple months ago. Doesn’t have that many views. Figured I’d post it here.
I really like it.
Anyway, sorry I’ve been delinquent in my postings here. New Bubblegum-Man starts later this month, so keep your eyes open for that. I’m in my last semester of grad school, so I should be back to regular updates by the fall. The book is nearing completion, and, as usual, many of the things I said previously about it are now void. More details to come once I’ve got it together.
Warning: Today’s post uses a lot of comic book geek fan-speak. There will be very little definitions given. Please keep your hands and feet inside the vehicle at all times and step away from the doors.
I’ve fallen away from Marvel since DC’s reboot. There’s just been so many good books in the New 52 (shut up). That said, I’m super-excited for Marvel’s upcoming Secret Wars!
Back in the 80s, Marvel released a cross-over event called “Secret Wars” that featured dozens of heroes and villains going at it on an alien planet put together by the cosmic being known as The Beyonder. It was pretty rad.
Flash forward 30 years, and the Marvel Universe is falling apart. Universes are colliding, and there’s nothing our heroes can do to stop them. Enter Battleworld: A new world made up of all the alternate realities Marvel has shown us over the years. Check out this map to see what I mean.
Even though I haven’t been buying much Marvel recently, I’ve been reading the summaries of the events on Wikipedia. That, combined with this random dude I met at a Barnes and Noble who caught me up on the last 3 years of Avengers comics, has enabled me to remain somewhat ahead of the curve when it comes to the beautiful, dizzying continuity snarl that is Marvel comics.
So now, I can’t wait to see what happens when the Age of Apocalypse must contend with the Age of Ultron! When the Maestro must face the Captain Britain Corps, and only the Xandarians on the Wall can keep the hordes of Marvel Zombies at bay.
At the very least, I at last have an excuse to post this picture of all my Marvel action figures just beating the ever-lovin’ snot out of each other:
Can you spot the miniature Moloid figure I got along with an old FF Mole Man figure I eventually gave away for being practically useless? Or the Doc Ock Mini-Mate whose tentacles I ripped out and tossed because reasons? Or Waldo?
Only kidding. I don’t have a Waldo. He’s one of the figures I don’t have…
I sure got a lot of toys…
Maybe this is why I’m single at 30?
Ah, well. Wheeeeeeee!!!
Contrary to what many New Yorkers/Chicagoans may believe, Atlanta has quite a few good pizza places. And by “quite a few” I mean Fellini’s and one other place whose name I can’t remember. They cook whole pizzas in five minutes! It’s amazing.
But if you’re anything like me — born in the South to Yankee transplants — and you’re not too picky, Domino’s or Papa John’s will do in a pinch. Most independent Italian restaurants have pretty good pizza, too. Up North, there are fewer pizza chains and more independent, family-owned pizzerias. I think that’s why the pizza up there is so good. Any time something gets mass-produced — pizza, burgers, superhero comic books — there is always a risk that the quality will go down.