From Tycho, Penny Arcade:

"[The PS2 Broadband Adaptor] purchase is totally worth it, even if I never play another game aside from Tony Hawk 4. We've played some of the gametypes before, on TH2X or 3, with two people - but playing Graffiti or King of the Hill with 8 is like God speaking to just you. Holy shit."

I am listening to Jason's copy of the new AudioSlave album (this is the band that is Chris Cornell with Rage Against the Machine).

It is nearly bringing me to tears with how good it is. You may even think I'm joking-- I'm not.

It just may be exactly what I think music should sound like.

I've been taking the NYU trolley home from school quite a bit recently, as I'm so burnt out at the end of my school days.

Tonight it was hailing.

So I walked. :)

I purchased Pearl Jam's new single today. The domestic version offered "I Am Mine" and "Down," priced at $4.99. I saw the import version on the rack as well, and picked it up to see what else it had on it. It had another track from the new album "Bushleaguer" as well as a song called "Undone."

Priced at $3.99...

Whoops! Guess which one I bought?

100 Bullets #39 comes out on Wednesday!!!!!!!!

WOO!

I turned on Game 6 of the World Series in the seventh inning. The Giants were up 5-0. I left it on so that I could see them win it all, which they haven't done since my father was 1.

Needless to say, the fact that the Angels then scored 6 runs to win the game really sort of pissed me off. Put all the momentum in their favor, and putting it all on a Game 7 in Anaheim tomorrow, which I won't be able to watch, which I really feel the Giants will lose. Damn it damn it damn it damn it damn it. Damn it.

For my comic purchasing needs, I go to Midtown Comics which is in, surprisingly, midtown. Zac and I normally make a trek over there once a week, and it's a little bit of a walk, but the selection, service, atmosphere, and purchasing incentives make it all worth it.

Yesterday was Wednesday, and I was not planning on dropping a large amount of money on comics this week. I wanted to get the new Y: The Last Man and the first issue of Warren Ellis's new series Global Frequency. I had lunch with some friends on St. Mark's Place, and I was right across from St. Mark's Comics, so I decided to just pick up my two issues there, saving myself a trip to Midtown during this busy week.

Now I remember why I don't go there. To St. Mark's. What a bunch of jerks. I just felt, the entire time, like they would rather I not be in their store. I plan to grant their request, and am pleased to continue to spend my money at Midtown-- where I joke about them calling me "bro" but still kind of appreciate it.

I passed a business today called

Tea & Tea.

That's fine. They're a tea house. I get it. However, they had a sign standing outside their business with this written on it:

NOT JUST TEA!
WE ALSO HAVE
"SNACKS"
and
"MEALS"

Which I think is just about the funniest misuse of quotation marks I ever done seen.

I'll make sure to go there next time I want a "snack" with my tea & my tea.

A Memory

I find myself, here, time and again

When the taunting sun
Glares above on blue sky's canvas,
And the warmth of daylight
Surrounds and consumes me,
A memory of your smile crowds my thoughts,
As longing clouds my mind,
And loneliness my soul…

And for a moment,
I'm fooled into believing
That you only smiled that way with me…

When the heavens cry
And shower the earth with their tears,
And the sighs of God
Whistle and sway
Through each cool breeze,
And each throaty roll of thunder
Surrounds and consumes me,
A memory of your words clutters my thoughts,
As sorrow claws my heart,
And despair my soul…

And for a moment,
I convince myself that the voice I'm hearing
Is yours.
And not just the echo of my own cries…

I find myself here, time and again.
Thoughts of you in my heart
Words of you on my tongue and my lips…

Here…

When morning breaks the darkness,
When the twilight deepens to black…
With every solitary heartbeat,
With every blinking eye…
With every breath that fills my lungs,
With every sigh that escapes my lips…
With every moment I cry to the heavens
In daylight and in shadows
Time and again

Unable to hide from the whisper of you.

Written by Allison Takeda & David McGee

What's up, yo?

Just now posted something new into the "Written Works and Whatnot" portion of this glorious site.

It is (currently) called "A Tale of My Shoes." It is very new. The ink is wet, as it were. I mean to say I just now wrote it.

I hope you will enjoy it.

Also, if you've been missing it, there's some lively stuff going over on the discussion page. Where you are also welcome to post your thoughts on the new piece of writing.

PEACE!

OK, comic review time.

I will be reviewing the books that Bob Mike sent me, and then later, if I have time, some other ones.

Marvel Boy, Book 1
This was my least favorite of the bunch, honestly. I love that he offered no exposition- for the most part, exposition will drive me away from books without hesitation. So thumbs up there. However... the characters were... well... I didn't like Filth, and this was much better, but compared to the other stuff I've been reading it didn't hold up. The characters just don't appeal to me in the way that Alan Moore's do, or in the way that Bendis's or Gaiman's do... so I see the appeal. It was good, just not my favorite.

Uncle Sam
Featured probably the most beautiful art I've seen to date in a comic. Astounding. The writing was choice. This book was choice. I loved it. I recommend it to anybody who has yelled obscenities at the government (something I never do! No, really! Never!)... just anybody, really. Read this.

Promethea, Book 1
Alan Moore is fantastic. I truly enjoyed this book... his eye for character development, his ear for dialogue... he truly is a wonderful story teller and I enjoyed this very much. I'm looking forward to see where he goes with it, but this is highly recommended for those of you that like some fantasy and mythology with your super-heroes.

Someday, when I gather myself I might try to review The Sandman series. Just... speechless, really.

That's all for now.

Along those lines of quiz-type things we were discussing, here's one.





take the nyu type quiz.




And it depends on how you get to the place where you pee your pants... it's all in the process, see?

I saw a very "Happy America" commercial today advertising that staple of all happy Americans, Wrangler jeans.

The song they used to promote their Happy American Jeans was Credence Clearwater Revival's "Fortunate Son."

"Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Oh, the red white and blue"

Great time to stop the song, don't you thing, because the point of the song is that "I'M NOT ONE OF THOSE GUYS." The chorus says

"It ain't me. It ain't me. I ain't no Senator's son.
It ain't me. It ain't me. I ain't no fortunate one."

It's an anti-American song. What the fuck are they doing? How did this song get licensed for this purpose? It would be like quoting political candidate "A" quoting his opponent "B", but attributing the quote only to "A." It's ridiculous.

From The Onion:

Starving Third World Masses Warned Against Evils of Contraception

SÃO PAULO, BRAZIL—During a visit to the teeming slums of São Paulo Monday, Cardinal Anthony Bevilacqua warned the city's starving masses against the evils of contraception, urging them to "be fruitful and multiply" and do "everything in [their] power" to resist the mortal sin of birth control.

"In Genesis, God commands us to be fruitful and multiply, to fill the Earth and subdue it, and have dominion over the fish and birds and every other living thing," said Bevilacqua, speaking before more than 200,000 malnourished São Paulo slum dwellers. "It is not for man to decide whether the world should have more babies than it can reasonably support. God will decide whose seed shall find purchase and when."

"We were told we should not use condoms to prevent the spread of HIV," said Luis Ortiz of Bogotá, Colombia. "The man from the Church assured us that the Lord will protect us from disease, provided we are true to His wish that we produce more children than we can possibly care for."

For full article, click the link above...

I saw this today:

"A man goes to the White House and asks to see President Clinton. The Marine on duty tells the guy that Clinton isn't President, please leave. The man goes away. The next day he comes back to the White House and asks to see President Clinton. The marine on duty tells the guy that Clinton is not President, please go away. The man goes away. The next day he comes back again, and again the same Marine is on duty. The man asks to see President Clinton and the Marine says, -- 'WHY DO YOU KEEP COMING HERE ASKING FOR HIM? CLINTON IS NOT PRESIDENT ANYMORE!!!'

The man smiles happily and says, 'I know, I just like hearing it.' "

Here's my reply:

A man goes to the White House and asks the see President George W. Bush. The Marine on duty does not answer, because his atoms are individually torn apart in a flash of light that he never understood. The man would comment on this, only he, too, has completely disintegrated in the most violent manner imaginable.

"Oh shit!" says nobody. "Looks like Washington D.C. just got nuked!"

Forensic and the Navigators has left the building.

We'll talk more about it later.

Not that there's anything wrong with that.

Also, for those of you who aren't my sister in law, I don't want to hear any talk, OK? Yes, I'm a theatre major. Yes, I go to NYU Tisch. Yes, I like the ladies. Thank you roommates.

Punks.

emetib. now reverse it.

Welcome to Blackey Fontaine dot Com

I feel that I would be remiss unless I welcomed you all with a loud "IT'S BLACKEY YOU BASTARDS!!!!"

Yes, I know that this is Dave's website, but Blackey's here so it's a special, special day. You must know by now that your boy and mine, this website's nakesake, David J Mcgee directed a play tonight. I feel however that "play" does not do "Forensic and the Navigators" justice. Quite simply, Sam Shepard's words and Dave Mcgee's directing do not come together to create a play, they create a movement. This play had it all: a nearly spastic, yet controlled pace that seemed to this viewer to bring the director's personality to life, with subtle humor to boot. Subtle humor not your thing? Dave's vision has some of the most intelligent physical comedy and slapstick I've ever witnessed. I'd wager that not many people think that a floor full of breakfast cereal and feigned orgasms are funny...until they've seen this play. Nevermind that the plot (and the Rice Krispies strewn about) left me scratching my head, I walked out of that little room entertained. I grinned ear to ear, half because of the laughs induced by the play - nay, the movement - I just witnessed, and half because of the pride and sense of accomplishment I felt for my homeboy Dave Mcgee.

The cast tore it down, and I'm glad that my Jewish muscle Rov and I didn't have to threaten anyone to get the best talent to take part in Dave's show. I really think that everyone involved should be proud. It all went off very smoothly, and everyone seemed to love the performace. I still don't know what was going on, but hey that's cool. Knowing how Dave hates exposition, the confusion was not unexpected and kinda fun, the subject matter will be great for "morning after/ water cooler" discussions. I think it's cool to think that someone in that wacky theater school is having a conversation right now with one of their eccentric friends saying "I wonder what Dave was trying to say with the whole Rice Krispies thing." Dave is famous. And with good reason.

Between this movement and Jason's monkey thing, I have some famous roommates. It's just a shame Rov quit the band the other day. But that's really neither here nor there. The bottom line is that "Forensic and the Navigators" is not a play, it's a movement. Dave is the future of American theater, and all you people who are gonna try to jump on his manhood after he gets all famous, remember where the first review in the world was, and remember who wrote it.

GO SEE THE DAMN MOVEMENT

I keep my reviews short and phat (fat) like Joe Pesci. God Bless Me

peace, internet
BLACKEY

p.s. anyone who didn't like the play, come talk to me and leave minus a few teeth.

From The Onion:

Bush Seeks U.N. Support For 'U.S. Does Whatever It Wants' Plan

"According to top Bush Administration officials, if the measure is passed by the U.N.—and possibly if it is not—the U.S. would immediately launch invasions of Iraq, North Korea, and Cuba; establish oil-drilling operations in Siberia; install nuclear-missile silos in Mongolia along the Chinese border; make English the official language of the planet; detain thousands of Middle Eastern nationals currently in the U.S. on temporary visas; begin each day with a moment of worldwide prayer; and prohibit Japan and Germany from manufacturing automobiles."