Digging Straight Up Sucks Too
Jan 05, 2011
I’ve been playing a lot of minecraft lately. I’ve also been playing a lot of indy games trying to avoid a lot of the same old trappings of big budget games. There’s something about a game where the visual style is so simple that it just begs for you to imagine it in the way you see fit. There’s been a lot of push back lately, where games have started to reach the gamut of realism and frankly people are getting tired of gritty realistic first person shooters. Games like Minecraft and Super Meat Boy hearken back to an era where you needed one or two really fun mechanics and a lot of imagination. The goals are so simple you can explain in under 5 words, “get to the end” and “remove and place blocks.”
This week I’m doing a lot of work and research into displaying information in an 8-bit style. I wanted to bleed some of that over into my illustration this week is sort of a World War II poster meets Minecraft community advice.
Work on the new more associated posts for this site has stalled, there were a few things I didn’t think of and I’m trying to work the kinks out. I haven’t forgotten about poster packs too.
SHOOT HER! SHOOOOOOT HER!
Jan 12, 2011
Jurassic Park was the single most exciting moment of my 10 year-old live. There were dinosaurs that looked real while doing dinosaur things, eating people and screeching. In the first scene of of the move we are introduced to the most ridiculous stereotype of an Australian since Mick “crocodile” Dundee. He then explains to the dumbest animal handlers imaginable to haphazardly transition a raptor from a cage to their permanent pen. BOOM, they’ve been outsmarted, the raptor strikes and begins the eat the man from on top of the cage. Captain Australia now thinks he can hold the guys hand to save him from a violent death while screaming, “SHOOT HER! SHOOOOOOT HER!” Now it’s on, this shit is going to get real.
Spielberg sticks to his Indiana Jones formula well, if it isn’t broken make millions off of it. He introduces the important lovable characters and gain some insight into why we should like them. Our characters see some awesome dinosaurs and we get our first taste of the amazing theme song. We are then informed that raptors are the smartest and most efficient dinosaur killing machines nature ever created, they hunt in packs and use decoys to lure you into a sense of false security. Thirty five minutes later we watch these efficient killing machines be outsmarted by average children and yet still manage to kill off every character with any actual experience with effing raptors. Foster’s Australian for Beer sends a lady, he met 7 hours ago, to turn on complicated electrical equipment while he attempts to hunt and kill every raptor stalking them. He also has the best death line ever, “Clever Girl.” Now the lady, who is still trying to wrap her head around the concept that dinosaurs are real and will kill you, continues to outsmart these organic killing machines and turns the power back on… Shocking!. In the end, the complete novices outsmart the experts and teach us all a lesson in the process.
Also, I can’t bring up Jurassic Park without throwing mentioned the best non-dinosaur quote, “I know this. THIS IS A UNIX SYSTEM!”
Corndogs are OK I Guess
Jan 19, 2011
Some ideas are not even an idea, but an assertion for my love of battered deep fried meat on a stick. A corn dog is hard to describe if you’ve never had one, you’d probably even be disgusted at the idea of one if you weren’t forced to eat them as a child.
A cookout opened up in town a few months ago and I heard they had really good hamburgers and used charcoal grills to cook everything. Smoke always makes things taste better so I decided to go try it out. Any time I visit a new burger joint I try the combo platter that most people get, at cookout it’s called “the basket.” At cookout, you get a choice of sandwich and two sides. Imagine my delight when I see in the bullet points of side items, none other than corn dogs. Not just a main entre anymore, no no, corn dogs are now side dishes. I had a 1/4 lb hamburger, corn dog and fries. F*CK YEAH!
Milk and Cookies
Jan 26, 2011
It’s old news, but the cookie monster isn’t allowed it eat cookies anymore. He’s supposed to get all nuts and crazy eyed for celery now. We’ve become a society that thinks changing small things will solve big problems. If we don’t let kids see a furry blue Muppet put down a plate of cookies they can’t possibly think of eating a plate of cookies on their own.
I’ve wanted to do an illustration in the style of Sin City for a while now. I kept going back and forth between the Cookie Monster and Bert and Ernie. The idea I had with Bert and Ernie turned into a murder scene with one getting revenge for the other one’s death. That got weird fast.
I keep getting sidetracked getting the updated layout together for the site. Every time I go to finish up, I realize I have lots of database migrations to do and my work computer took a dirt nap last week. I’ll get it together soon I promise. I won’t let 12 of you fans down.