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Those who know me know that I’ve been a fan of Terry Moore’s Strangers in Paradise series for a long time.

I picked up the first pocketbook edition a few summers ago while I was doing summer Shakespeare, and was hooked ever since. What particularly drew me was Moore’s illustrations of women, and how strong the female characters were. It was around this time that I began scripting Mercedes Ray.

Usually in comic books, female characters have the proportions of a Barbie doll. But with SiP, the women were real, and really beautiful! Over the story’s progression, you see characters fluctuate in weight, hair style, complexion, all sorts of things that just made the world become so much more alive. Besides, how could you go wrong with a kick-ass, bisexual, female, blonde artist named Katchoo who has more moves than Batman on a good day?

SiP ended last year, but luckily Moore is already churning out a new series, this time a superheroesque title called Echo.

Echo follows an amateur photographer named Julie Martin (if it had been Stan Lee writing this I’d imagine her name would be Julie Julianna or something), who is wandering around the desert taking pictures when an experimental battle suit explodes overhead. Pieces of the suit fall onto her and her truck, beginning to form what looks like will become some sort of exoskeleton battle suit.

A first as far as I’ve read in comicdom is Julie’s struggle with divorce. She refuses to sign the papers while her husband Rick wants nothing to do with her. She also has an older sister stuck in a mental hospital, and a dog who she can’t afford to feed.

Not so sure about this one yet. Luckily the same real world detail is present, and Moore’s ability to write strong leading women still rival’s Joss Whedon.

So yesterday was my VERY LAST DAY at the Fargo Theatre as an employee. And that celebration I was talking about? Turned out it was me, eating burritos and watching Erik the Viking on my laptop in bed.

Not the worst way to celebrate I suppose.

The two Terry’s from the Pythons have both done some directing since the team split up, but I’m not certain which one I would call the more successful. Gilliam has of course Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas (1998) and Brazil (1985), whereas Jones has Erik the Viking (1989)… yeah okay. Nevermind.

Just finished watching Lolita (1962) by Stanley Kubrick. It’s been sitting on my shelf from Netflix for a few months, along with Sleeper (1973) by Woody Allen, and thought I should knock those two off. Lo was very good, though even without having read the original source material, I can see the finger prints from the grubby mits of the pious and profane censors.

And I don’t want to forget to mention how much Peter Sellers kills in this movie.

I’ve never seen the 1997 version with Jeremy Irons, and I’m not sure when I’ll get around to it. I like seeing multiple versions of a film, but I usually try to space it out a bit. I watched the recent version of Solaris only last winter, and I’m still not ready to see the original.

My last shift at the Fargo Theatre is coming up this Saturday. It ends at 7pm. I won’t cry, but I may go and “celebrate”. Who’s with me?

Boy is my head a spinnin’. About a week or so left before I’m finally finished working at the Fargo Theatre, and The Dead Guy ends this week. Yet I still have the 48 Hour Film contest, and videos to shoot for Logic TV, and a Trollwood video to shoot and edit, anti-smoking vignettes and my own documentary about the Fargo Theatre. And then there’s still MCAT.

Christopher Hitchens is someone I admire. I feel inspired to create a personal heroes page.

I’ve been slowly but surely working my way through The Once and Future King by T.H. White over the past two years, and I’m just about getting through the Wart’s edification. Maybe it’s a lost cause? I first picked it up in 2004 after performing in a production of Camelot, but it’s never really hooked me. I should stop being stubborn and just put the damn thing down, BUT I KNOW IT GETS GOOD LATER ON. Soldier through, soldier through.

Edwards endorsed Obama. My heart is a-flutter.

Made sure to give all the mom’s some love today. Called my dad’s ex-wife, left my sleeping grandma a card, gave my other grandma a call and took the mom out for dinner with the sister, the brother, and the sister’s boyfriend.

All and all a fine mom’s day was had. I’ve posted a Snaturday comic I made for my roommate Sarah in the Comics section on the nav bar to the right. It’s pretty crude humor, which I make no effort to disguise, just fair warning.

I just finished reading a fantastic graphic novel by Craig Thompson called Blankets. The story follows Craig’s life growing up in an Evangelical family, telling of his first love in high school and how it challenged the beliefs he held. I ended up finding some parallels to my own life, the main differences being we were Catholic and I shared a room with a younger sister. Definitely check this one out.

By the way, who is excited for Flight of the Conchords on Tuesday?

This guy!

-MT