So I'm working on a comic book.  I've been trying to find the right medium for my Kayfabe project for a while now.  I've run the gamut: novel, movie, television series, and now comics.  I think I've made the right choice.  The script for the first issue is almost done, so I'll be starting my search for the right artist very very soon.

The concept is simple on the surface: indy wrestler deals with wrestling politics and investigates the supernatural on his off-time.  The first issue is titled "Wolf Party" and should be a fun jaunt.  Is it werewolves?  Or just an overactive imagination?  You'll have to wait and see.

That's all, really.  Just felt like sharing that.

V

Currently Listening Espiritu Vivo By Susana Baca La Noche y el Dia see related

So I'm at work, zoning out (as per usual) when suddenly, out of nowhere, I got extremely angry.  I don't know why.  There was nothing that particularly pissed me off or anything.  I'm chalking it up to another random mood swing.  Still, it got me thinking...what are some of the things that make me angriest?  Well, I'm going to talk about some of the people I hate.  Why?  Because it's my blog, bitches, and I want to!

1.  Republicans - Obvious, really, but they do piss me off.  The world would be a much better place if everyone on the right wing of the political spectrum just up and died.  Preferably painfully and horrifically.  They don't care how high the oil companies jack up prices, or how many times megastores exploit their workers, or how many gay kids commit suicide because of hate laws.  Oh, but just try and raise the minimum wage or keep a nontraditional family alive with medical insurance and see how much of a fight they put up.  I hope they all get terminal cancer of the ass.

2.  Religious fundamentalists - Scratch that.  Overly religious people in general piss me off.  The way I see it, if you can look at the 2000+ year history of evil, hatred, and greed that xianity has perpetrated, and then CHOOSE to join up with those subhuman, self-flagellating, imperious fucks, you're not deserving of the life you've been granted.  The Scandinavian death metallers have the right idea.  Burn 'em.  There are days when I wish the so-called "rapture" would just happen already.  I'd love nothing more than to see the xians disappear altogether.  Maybe then people could actually get a little peace.  Fuck 'em.

3.  Fair-weather friends / Fake friends - You know the type.  They're the ones who will keep you around as long as you can serve some purpose for them.  They're the ones who'll abandon you when the going gets tough, or when it becomes inconvenient for them to be your friend.  They're the ones who'll hook up with a new significant other and then disappear from your life for weeks, months, or even years, only to come crawling back after the inevitable break-up.  They're the ones who'll invite you to move in with them, then take all of your money and leave you at home, alone, showing up once a week or so.  They'd rather spend every waking minute with their boyfriend in Michigan, see.  But oh!  The minute you hook up with somebody, not only don't they want to hear about it, they want to kick you out of the house two weeks before the move-out date on the lease.  And to top it all off, they'll promise to use their much larger vehicle to help you move items that won't fit in your car, but then cancel at the last minute no less than three times.  Then, when you finally tell them what you think aobut the way they've treated you, they want to cry and make you out to be the bad guy.  Yeah.  Fuck 'em.

4.  Fags - Not gay people.  Fags.  There's a difference.  A gay person is someone who wants to live their life openly and honestly.  A fag would prefer staying in the closet and then going out to the clubs on weekends to drink, do drugs, and fuck other fags in the bathroom.  A gay person wants a relationship with a kind, caring, loving person who accepts them for who they are, and vice versa.  A fag wants a fuck-of-the-week, preferably someone anorexic and arrogant, and who won't care when they stop calling next week.  A gay person wants to better the GLBT community.  A fag wants to take, take, take, and fuck the community.  A gay person is a gay person.  A fag...well, a fag is a fag.

And last but not least....

5.  Guys who drive Jeeps - They irritate the hell out of me.  And no, I don't really know why.

There's your daily dose of vitriol!  Thank me later, kids.  Love ya,

V

Currently Listening Legend Pt.2 By Saviour Machine The Covenant see related

I guess people don't read this stuff anyway.  I never get comments anymore.  Do I have to slaughter a baby to get a reaction from someone?  Cuz I will.

Nah.  It's not like I have anything interesting to say anyway.  Have a swell day, kids.

Currently Listening 2 By The Black Heart Procession Gently Off the Edge see related

So I was working on a new song, because the mood struck me and I was actually able to get some ideas out.  I recorded a verse and chorus for a song I've been playing with for a while.  It's called "Born with a Broken Heart" and it's about as depressing as it sounds.  Here's the lyrics thus far:

Stuck in the mud
Listening to myself disintegrate
In the face of silent winds
My molecules, they dissipate
And now I disconnect
In retrospect, less than fair
That I was born with a broken heart
The kind that can't be repaired

Am I real at all
Or will I one day fade away?
When I'm gone for good
I wonder what they'll say
Was he real at all?
And did he one day fade away
Now that he's dead and gone
What are we supposed to say?

It's based around a couple of samples (naturally).  There's a Postal Service sample and one from Morrissey as well.  Also, it opens with a spoken sample from Star Trek that I thought was interestingly appropriate.

I'm quite excited about this one, as I think it's some of my better writing so far.  All I need is another couple of verses, maybe a bridge of some sort, and it'll be ready to put online.  When it's up, I'll let everyone know.  Well, those that actually care, I suppose. :P

The idea for the track came when I was in the midst of a major depressive spell a couple weeks ago.  Now that I've snapped out of it, I'm actually able to work with it.

So what's it all about, V?  What does it mean?

Well, kids, it's basically about how I've come to the realization that I'm one of those people who is not meant to find true love.  I'm not talking familial or platonic love, but romantic.  Basically, I've come to the conclusion that the right person, though they may be out there somewhere, is nowhere near me.  They're not even part of my universe at the moment, and they likely never will be.  It sounds awful, but I assure you it isn't.  Coming to terms with that is proving to be a difficult but rewarding experience.  See, I think there are people like myself in the world, and there always have been.  We cannot find love because we were meant for something bigger.  Yeah, I do somewhat believe in the concept of destiny, and I think I'm meant to do something important for the world.  The only path to eternal life is being remembered by others, see.  That's what I believe, and that's how I've decided to live my life.

So, really, the song isn't all that depressing I suppose.

Forgive my pretentious blathering, kids.  V is tired, and when he's tired, he blathers pretentiously.  I love you all.  Someday, maybe you'll all love me too.

Jesus was a horse thief.

V

Just sent a letter to Senator Mike DeWine.  Here it is:

Dear Sen. DeWine:

I am writing to let you know that I am extremely angered by your decision to co-sponsor the Federal Marriage Amendment. As an Ohioan and your constituent, I am demanding that you reevaluate your decision. If you continue down this road, I will not vote for you and will actively campaign for your defeat. And trust me, Mikey, you will be defeated.

That is because your support of the FMA sends a clear message that you do not believe in equal rights for all Americans. It paints our state as a place that despises people who value diversity and equality. It also says that you are all too willing to abandon your gay and lesbian constituents to boost your own reelection campaign. Tell me, Mikey, is our great nation founded on these exclusionary principles you seem to hold so dear? Did all the brave soldiers of the past and present die only for heterosexual rights? How dare you invalidate the sacrifices of those great men and women in such an undignified fashion? You, sir, should be ashamed of yourself.

Ohio's own constitutional amendment banning gay marriage has already hurt many Ohioans and families - and if implemented at the federal level it would devastate many millions more. Do you want your enduring legacy to include writing discrimination into the U.S. Constitution? That's a hell of a way to get your name in the history books, Mikey. Why not introduce a bill to open some concentration camps while you're at it? Maybe they'll even let you personally pull the lever and gas all the gays and lesbians into oblivion. Would you like that, Mikey? Would it make you feel powerful? Would it make you a hero?

Mikey, I am hopeful that in the end, you will come to your senses and learn to understand the people that this legislation would impact the most. There are many strong, proud, and patriotic Ohioans willing to talk with you about why equality under the law is so very important to their life, liberty, and happiness. The question is, just how willing are you to listen?

Sincerely,

V  (Of course, I used my real name, not my online nickname :P )

Currently Listening Guitar Town By Steve Earle Hillbilly Highway see related