James Bond, issue 211

I'm totally making the next James Bond movie. It's going to be called "Dimes are Fairly Worthless." The villain will be Professor Dime-for-an-eye. You should hear the preview!

This summer: Plots of world domination. Scantaly clad women. Copious amounts of unprotected sex. Professor Dime-for-an-eye, world reknowned scientologist and hunky hundredaire is out to foil MI6's attempts to stamp out world terrorists. Having lost his eye in a tragic change making incident involving none other than agent double 007, he's out for his revenge. Professor D. Fae has constructed the worlds most powerful laser, and with it he plans to zap of Bond's naughty bits, thus rendering his marketability to middle aged women completely useless. It's all the Brittish Secret Service can do to stop this dastardly deed from going down, and who better to put on the case than the one Professor Fae yearns for most: James Bond. Car chases. The latest technology. Lot's of shit blowing up. Don't miss this action packed thrill ride that critics are callling "The biggest waste of $7 ever!" (newsweek) and "The worst piece of hackneyed crap EVER!" (the times). A reporter from Entertainment Tonight calls this masterpiece "A 2 hour long kick in the balls," Espionage. Treason. Sexually transmitted diseases. Don't miss the 211th installment in the Bond series that's exactly the same as all the others, only with a different guy playing Bond and a different female interest. In theatre's this July

Pantalones, eh?

Nathan is home. Nathan is updateing. I would've updated this morning, but I really didn't feel like getting up, like... at all, so I just barely caught the bus, and that was not dandy. It was colder than ass, and that was most uncool for Nathan, because I also couldn't find my beanie. Anyway, like half the bus was filled with kids from the towers, and it was absolutely packed to the brim. Most uncool. Anyway, got to class and had to stand around waiting for the scanner, and because of that some asshat took my seat even though I'd put my bag on the chair. What an assjack. I ended up having to work on the computer that kirked out every half hour and required a reboot. Macs suck, you should know that. Anyway, I got most of my image done for next class, which can be viewed... later, because my image host is being an ass. I'll make Jean host it, because she's cool like that. Anyway, I went to color theory and that was rather... color theory~y. I started to paint my snazzy little logo thing, but I found out I'd left my sketchbook at home, so I had to start it over. Then I came home and inked a week of comics. Ooh, snazzy.

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Oh yeah. and... No Doubt is touring... with Blink 182. The world is going to end.

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Good knews: enough people complained to the government about the idiocy of the law about OTC drugs, primarily the drug companies and pharmacists who tell their patients to get those drugs. So see, I'm not the ONLY one who thinks it's idiocy.