Comics FTW: Jumbo Ranger.

29 09 2008

There was crime.

And then there was Jumbo Ranger.


There’s nothing like taking the often illegal and always hilarious practices of law enforcement and putting them in a 1-3 panel comic. Check it out.


Coolest. Web page. Ever.

23 09 2008

Man. This is just fucking awesome. Watch the full :45 of glorious web genius here.

Comics FTW: Dino Comics

22 09 2008

They’re strange, they’re poorly illustrated and they’re formulaic. But, most importantly, they’re very often god-damned hilarious. How funny, you ask?

Well, I can’t explain it exactly, but let me put it this way. Imagine a conversation you might have with your best friend at one of your most inspired (drunk) moments. Now imagine dinosaurs that are several stories tall having those same conversations while smashing strange pixelated log cabin buildings. Hmmm…that doesn’t really capture it completely. Here, just read a couple samples instead.



Rawr again.

Rawr again.

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I’m yours.

13 09 2008

Finally, after exactly 8 years of dating, I’m married. See you after I get back from San Fransisco, suckers.

I’m a Democrat.

11 09 2008

Well now, I suppose that probably encouraged most of my Republican friends to navigate themselves away from reading this post, eh? If not, then please take your seats. You’re likely in for a Grade-A Kinney rant that only happens once every few months (OK, days).

I, much like 99.9% of the American public, just can’t get away from election new these days. I hear folks calling Palin everything from “a golden, shining icon for women everywhere” to “a pig with lipstick on.” I hear Obama referred to as a voice for change and an arrogant jerk. I hear McCain called a maverick and a fogey. What I don’t hear is any sort of rational-sounding debate coming from either side.

And don’t get me wrong — the candidates may be talking about nothing but their stances on the economy, the war or hot topics like gun control and abortion. But we all know that the candidates have nothing to do with anything when it comes to American politics. It’s all about the spin machines that we call the national news.

MSNBC, CNN and BBC are on fire for Obama. I won’t accuse the man of cheating on his wife, but a few cable stations’ mouths are firmly implanted on Barack’s you-know-what. And the same goes for “Fair and Balanced” FOX News and McCain. And the worst part? Both sides accuse each other of trying to fool the American public, when each political combatant has a major media outlet in the palm of his hand!

But what gets me the most is this — we slurp up the news stations’ milkshakes like they’re the tastiest thing on the planet. I just saw the video by Matt Damon (which is a bit slanted, but asks some good questions) over on The Superficial (which is a bit moronic and completely irrelevant to the real world, but crucial to my line of work), and the comments section was full of people who where A) spewing Dem rhetoric (which I hate. Rhetoric of all kinds is bad), B) McCain rhetoric (boo) or C) the “Who cares because I’m too cool for this thread” rhetoric (if you’re too good for this thread, then don’t take the time to post on it, wang). Not one clear, thought out, original thought in over 305 comments.

And that, my friends, is what this country’s politics have been reduced to. Spin-masters on everything from local radio to national TV. The candidates don’t matter. The parties don’t matter. Hell, they don’t even seem to be all that different. They like to spend my money and fight with the other side.

But you know who is different? Ron Paul. And that’s why I’m writing him in this November. I don’t care that he’s not running anymore. I don’t care that he’ll never win. I’m still going to do it, because I can’t stand the god damned major party bullshit any longer. Give me the guy who shows me how good he is through his voting record and not his mud-slinging, yellow-journalism-style TV spots.

Ron Paul 2008.

The time is near.

8 09 2008

The wedding is less than a week away, and it finally feels like it’s really going to happen. Suprisingly, I’m not freaking out at all. A weekend out of town let me kick back, relax and forget about the big day for just over 48 hours, and I’m feeling very refreshed and ready for the final push. In fact, just looking at the calendar is making me very happy lately.

The Month

The Month

The Day

The Day

The Vacation

The Vacation

Long weekend’s over, suckers.

2 09 2008

Wait, I have to go back to work too? Shit. I guess I’m a sucker, too. Oh well. At least the weekend’s only four days away.

Thanks for the laugh, Natalie Dee.