We were shown a lot of backstory this week as Malcolm and others in the group planned “the undertaking” and we witnessed the launch of the Queen’s Gambit on its fatal voyage. The worst part about these flashbacks: Oliver’s hair. College-age Oliver was truly creepy, like some Ted Bundy-like serial killer.
There was no apocalypse, and the world didn’t end, so tomorrow I get to wake up and have those jelly beans and that softened Ferrero Rocher chocolate. I’m going to the movies and ordering popcorn. I’ll meet my friend for a Mexican dinner. I get to go back to living above the line. But tomorrow, other people, all over the world, will be counting their pennies, desperately putting together their $7.50 equivalent for the next week, $1.50 pinched for the day, to feed themselves, as is their norm. If this week taught me anything, it’s how lucky I am.
Anii Stoll: “I can’t remember a time when I wasn’t drawing. I guess I’ve always been drawing something since I was a little kid. When I got into high school, I got into Anime and that kind of thing, and then I was into comics. I liked it so much that I found out that I could actually go to college and do it as a career. That’s sort of why I became a graphic designer.”
The illuminating thing is that hunger DOES make you angry. I’ll reiterate my quip here: you wouldn’t like me when I’m hangry.
In this inaugural article for “Geek on the Rocks” I am going to explore the wonderful world of Sci-Fi, Fantasy, Anime mashed into the world of alcohol. Whether it’s steampunk and craft beer or zombies and cocktails, if it’s out there I’m going to talk about it, and, well, probably drink it. You’ll be surprised whose getting really snookered in wormholes.
I make light of how this is what I would eat like if the world ended, but it really would be. Maybe there would be some small comfort if we all had to live like this. But the truth is, there are people who really do have to live like this, and the apocalypse didn’t happen. It’s just what their world is. For now, I’m living in it.
This is how you end a trilogy. Operation clean slate. Not with some bomb and auto pilot, and a magical identity creator flash drive.
This is the Golden Age of Fandom, with untold opportunities for your creative projects, thanks to two things that are weighing on the minds of every entertainment executive: Marketability and Brand Recognition. These are the two prime forces in every decision made in entertainment today and why fandom creators have a huge advantage in optimizing their properties growth.
It’s hard for me to accept that Bass at his core is simply evil and maybe that’s more indicative of my failings than the writers’. Let me know in the comments if I’m alone in this, would you?