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So, the last update here on MyLifeComics was a comic about getting married in two months. And here’s an update to that, some
two three months later. I got married! Look, here’s proof:
Anyways, I never got to announce the true end of MyLifeComics, but yeah…it’s over.Sorry, kids. I’m rebranding my journal comics over at These Sweet Memories. If you were a fan of what I did here, please continue to follow the adventures of my sometimes boring, sometimes not-so-boring life over there. And tell everybody you know; it’s hard starting out fresh all over again. Link, link, link is as follows:
I have now watched the LOST series finale twice, and I have to say that, overall, I am satisfied with its ending. But only because I am adding my own ending details to it. Spoilers ahead, but I’m sure you all knew that anyway.
See, I get what they did. They pulled the rug out from under us one last time, showing us an alternate universe for an entire season that was not so much alternate as it was imaginary. They are dead. They all died. It was going to happen anyway, given time and all, and we’re given a glimpse of them all finally coming together, one last hurrah, to move on elsewhere. It’s emotionally satisfying in that love and peace and friendship is what they wanted most, and they found that on the island, together, each in their own way.
My theory is simple. Jacob, as protector of the island, had powers. He gave Richard immortality, he traveled off the island to touch each of his candidates, thus ensuring their safety until Oceanic 815 crashed. Jacob’s mother also had powers. And if Jack had lasted a bit longer, I’m sure he would’ve discovered some too. This brings me to Hurley. He was told to do what he has always done: take care of people. And Hurley is no Jacob, with Ben passing along the idea that maybe there’s a different way to run things. So my idea is this, and this is why I’m okay with everything; Hurley used his powers as the island’s protector to give all his friends this shared sub-conscious world to live in after death before moving on.
Did I want more plot answers than people answers? Sure. What was up with the Dharma Initiative, and why were they so interested in kidnapping children? Why were some people in the church and not others? Penny was there, but she wasn’t an Oceanic crasher. So why wasn’t Miles and Lepidus there, or Faraday and Charlotte? How did Kate’s horse get on the island if the Smoke Monster could only take the form of the locally dead? Were the numbers really cursed or just ironic and things to be caught by hardcore viewers? Was the sickness real or just Smokey infecting people’s minds?
I could go on…
But it’s over. There’s no more chances, no more hints. It is going to be weird tonight to not watch a new episode, to not get a wee bit closer to unraveling one of TV’s greatest mysteries. Sigh.
But thanks for everything, LOST. I’ll see you in another life.
So yeah, this weekend was all bout NYC. First, I accompanied Tara to Drink and Draw Like a Lady…at least until the event started. Then I had to go find a way to occupy myself safely for a couple hours. I mostly sat on a bench and people-watched, but I also drank a lot of coffee at a small-yet-cozy diner.
Then the next day we returned to the city to hit up MoCCA. What a totally fun and rockin’ con! Definitely more up my alley than big boy Comic-Con ever was. Lots of zines and indies artists and just an overwhelming sense of art love. Got to see and meet a whole slew of great comic artists such as Pranas T. Naujokaitis, Box Brown, Hope Larson, Raina Telgemeier, Lucy Knisley, and plenty more! Got plenty to read, for sure.
For a more accurate account of the day, check out Tara‘s journal comic: http://gingercurls.wordpress.com/2010/04/11/mocca-2010/
Now you know that you are real
Show your friends that you and me
Belong to the same world
Turned on to the same word
– “Have You Heard” by The Moody Blues
Can’t speak with 100% certainty here, but it’s probably just as scary as the real thing.
Open up your mind and let me step inside
Rest your weary head and let your heart decide
It’s so easy when you know the rules
It’s so easy
All you have to do is fall in love
– “Play the Game” by Queen
It’s here, people.
Should I get away
From the high heels so proud
Is there something different
Life can show me now
– “Love is Coming Down” by The Who
The only silver lining to this cloud is that it’s the show’s season finale.
Someone please call me a DONKEY or tell me to MOVE YOUR ASS so that I can sleep comforted tonight by the sweet sounds that is Ramsey on a Rampage. Seriously, do this.
I opened my eyes last night and saw you in the low light
Walking down by the bay, on the shore
Staring up at the planes that aren’t there anymore
I was feeling the night grow old and you were looking so cold
Like an introvert, I drew my over shirt
– “The Saltwater Room” by Owl City
I’ve been thinking about this for some time now, and I can’t quite determine exactly what is being declared on the license plate. Is this a claim that Paul–Pauls in general, actually–is #1, meaning the best of the best, meaning one heck of a trophy-taker, meaning GO TEAM GO? Or is it, in fact, pointing out that the driver of the car is none other than Saint Paul, the first of them all?
Who knows? I’m just a guy that draws comics.
And so I’m reaching out for the one
And so I’ve learned the meaning of the sun
And all this like a message comes to shift my point of view
And watching through my own light
As it tints the shade of you
– “Sleep” by Azure Ray