Yeah, it has a title now. My partner in the endeavor, Jeff Fitzgerald, first came up with Trealoong as the name of the world that the story takes place in, so that credit goes to him. I was the one who came along and put the apostrophe in there, much like my Romu’ateb vampires in the third Focus of Bloodlines installment. I just thought it would look cooler that way. As far as the Fann’s Ascent part of the title, I’m not going to say much other than it came from my mind. I will have you all know that it does refer to the main character, but that’s all I will divulge this early in the development.
I have completed the outline for the story, along with about 20% of the dialogue. Jeff and I are meeting once a week for a few hours to go over what I’ve written and form a plan for the drawings that he will be doing over the following week. I have to say that we work very well together, and our creativity on this project seems to have no end! We are on schedule to have around 35% of the graphic novel complete by our self-set March 1st deadline. From there we will begin to pitch it to various contacts that we have in the comic world.
Know this… Jeff’s artwork is phenomenal! I can’t wait to see our work blended together in a published graphic novel!
Well, that’s all for now. I’m sorry to tease you all with a title, but no description of the story. If all goes well you will be tasting the fruits of our labor in a year or less (hopefully).
Remember back when Michael Jackson wasn’t such a weirdo? Yeah, neither do I. For someone with such a big ego this guy has done some pretty lame things… like pay money to make the following music video with his sister. I’m sure that you’ve all forgotten about this lost pile of vomit, but it was funny back then and it’s still funny now (in a “Michael Jackson is a crazy-manwomanclownfreak of nature” kind of way).
I’ll say one last thing about the following video: it’s truly badass to see Michael Jackson smashing an instrument that he doesn’t even know how to play.
…I know. There are worse space-themed videos out there. I’ll never be able to beat the memory of sitting through 43 seconds of the Backstreet Boys doing that absurd video where they are dressed up as horror movie icons in space out of my head… brilliant. I feel like collapsing right now.
Just to brighten the site up a bit more (since the last few posts I’ve put up didn’t require pictures, and the new color scheme is kinda dark… like my soul, hehehe), here is another classic Aqua Teen Hunger Force episode entitled, “The Shaving.”
I’m sure that those of you who regularly visit this site remember last year when I changed the commenting procedure to require users to be registered and signed in. I did this to avoid the hassle of moderating 70 or so spam comments on this site every day. It worked very well for seven or eight months until the spammers found a new way to put their ridiculous, nonsensical advertisements in my comment queue once again. Bastards.
Although these spammers seem to have gotten a bit smarter when it comes to getting through my blocking systems, they are still just as dim-witted as before in the way they deliver their advertisements. “Hello Jane, nice site,” and “I really have nothing to say right now,” will forever live on in the back of my head as some of the most ridiculous spam comments of all time, but a new breed has emerged on earlyorke.com (and certainly on other sites as well)… here are a few of the comments that I’ve been laughing at before hitting the delete button:
“Casino chip insurance…”
Brilliant idea… where’s the asterisk on that one?
“Car inshurence quotes…”
The hilarious thing about this one (aside from the obvious plea for some Hooked on Phonics) is that it was actually placed in my comment queue by a recognized, nationwide insurance company. I won’t mention who it is so as not to tarnish their image (PROGRESSIVE).
There were more, but I don’t want to place too much of their quoted text here because it really defeats the purpose of deleting the comments in the first place. For any of you who would like to hear of the numerous other idiotic spam messages I get on this site just drop me an email and I’ll be more than happy to share.
Look for a new post in the next few days about the Graphic Novel that I’m working on with Jeff Fitzgerald. It’s going to be so good!
BEIJING – Hundreds of chickens have been found dead in eastern China — and a court has ruled that the cause of death was the screaming of a 4-year-old boy who in turn had been scared by a barking dog, state media reported Wednesday.
The bizarre sequence events began when the boy arrived at a village home in the eastern province of Jiangsu in the summer with his father who was delivering bottles of gas, the Nanjing Morning Post reported.
A villager was quoted as saying the little boy bent over the henhouse window, screaming for a long time, after being scared by the dog.
“One neighbor told police that he had heard the boy’s crying that afternoon and another villager confirmed the boy screaming by the henhouse window,” the newspaper said.
A court ruled the boy’s screaming was “the only unexpected abnormal sound” and that 443 chickens trampled each other to death in fear.
The boy’s father was ordered to pay $230 in compensation to the owner of the chickens.
I keep reading this article over and over, and the only thing I can picture is my son. Only, the scenario would be completely different. He would not be crying, but rather laughing at the chickens as they ran around in a frenzy from his yelling. Just picturing this, I myself cannot stop laughing!
This is probably one of the most difficult to believe stories I’ve come across lately. Witches being killed for using their powers to murder someone? That’s believable… but for hundreds of chickens to die as a result of one boy screaming? There has to be more to this story. What’s more, the father only had to pay $230 adjusted US dollars in compensation for the deaths of hundreds of chickens… that’s less than or equal to a buck-a-chicken.
Want to know what I think? The chickens were killed by witches and the boy was just a distraction. Wrap your mind around that.
PORT MORESBY, Papua New Guinea (Reuters) — Four Papua New Guinea women, believed by fellow villagers to have used sorcery to cause a fatal road crash, were tortured with hot metal rods to confess, then murdered and buried standing up in a pit, said police.
The National newspaper said on Wednesday that police had only just uncovered the grisly murders, which occurred last October near the town of Goroka in the jungle-clad highlands some 400 kilometers (250 miles) north of the capital, Port Moresby.
Black magic is widespread in the South Pacific nation where most of the 5.1 million population live subsistence lives. Women suspected of being witches are often hung or burned to death.
Local police commander Chief Inspector David Seine told the newspaper that people in the village of Kamex accused the four women of sorcery after a road crash killed three prison officers.
The women were reportedly tortured into admission by being stabbed with hot metal rods, Seine said.
It appeared the women were blindfolded with thick sticky tape strapped across their faces and mouths and their hands had been tied before they were murdered, he said.
Seine said the women were buried in an old narrow toilet pit in the standing position. The pit was then covered with soil and two old vehicle tires placed on the top.
“They planted a banana tree on top of the pit with fresh grass making it difficult for anyone to discover the site, but police got to it with the help of some elders from the village,” he said.
Mr. Gerke (a friend of mine) knows just what it’s like to deal with witches, and let me tell ya, he would probably have taken the torture a bit further. He, like myself, knows that the only way to purge their demons is to torture them to death. There is no sweet release in matters like this! How else are we to ensure that their black souls are released from Satan’s grasp?!
I’m done joking. This just brings me right back to our need to take people like this right out of the gene pool. Believing in witches?! Give me a damned break. There is no place in modern society for superstitious people that take their fears to this kind of extremity. To murder four people because they could have used “sorcery” to cause a car crash?! I’m gonna go way out on a limb here and make the following statement: THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS WITCHCRAFT OR ANY OTHER FORM OF REAL MAGIC!
PALOS HEIGHTS, Ill. (AP) — Nine months pregnant and married to a fervent Bears fan with tickets to Sunday’s NFC Championship game, Colleen Pavelka didn’t want to risk going into labor during the game against the New Orleans Saints.Due to give birth on Monday, Pavelka’s doctor told her Friday she could induce labor early. She opted for the Friday delivery.
“I thought, how could [Mark] miss this one opportunity that he might never have again in his life?” said Pavelka, 28, from the southwestern Chicago suburb of Homer Glen.
At 10:45 p.m. Friday, Mark Patrick Pavelka was born at Palos Community Hospital after close to six hours of labor.
While her husband watched the Bears play the New Orleans Saints at Soldier Field Sunday, Colleen planned to watch in the hospital with the baby wrapped in a Bears blanket — a Christmas gift from his grandmother.
The couple named Mark after his father, who wore a “Monsters of the Midway” shirt during the delivery.
“If he wasn’t born by Sunday and the Bears won, I would have named him Rex,” after Bears quarterback Rex Grossman, joked Mark Pavelka, 28.
I really don’t think I need to point out just how ridiculous this is. A few posts ago, in my “Michael Ventre is an Idiot” entry, I touched upon just how over the top football fans are becoming here in America, and this is the best example I’ve found to support my opinion. Sure, it could be worse; he could have dragged his wife to the game only to have her go into labor there in the cold (and give birth in the stadium), but inducing labor just so that he could attend the game falls into the same irrational category. Some football fans are just too obsessed, and it’s really quite pathetic. Yeah, I said pathetic.
As much as I would love to say that Mark, the obessive Bear’s fan, was out of line, it was the wife, Colleen who made the decision to induce labor. Between the two of them I can surmise that their house is one built on football… how functional. I’m actually convinced that Mark’s joke about possibly naming his son after Rex Grossman has alot more truth to it than he let on. Excuse me while I throw up in my trash can.
I’m sure that you’ve all noticed that the site is looking completely different. Being ADD and all, I’m surprised that I let the original design stick here for so long. I felt that it was time for a change, and we revamped the whole blog. How exciting! If you guys have any problem navigating the site just send me an email… I really don’t think that there will be any problems though. The whole site is actually alot easier to navigate now, so I really don’t expect many issues to come up.
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