Fresh Ink

Remember that segment on Attack of the Show, with Blair Butler? I got to re-watch an episode of Fresh Ink recently thanks to’s collection of G4TV AOTS episodes (I’ve lost track of it since then). Picking through a few episodes, I’m reminded of its shortcomings, like blatant sexism and use of off-color jokes. Still, I can’t deny that it was a favorite TV show of mine during my middle teenage years — a regular source of nerd-news and entertainment. Disconnected as I am from that time, I have to wonder if kids like me have their own version of AOTS (the show went off the air years ago).

Anyway, to the reason I’m posting: new comic book purchases! As usual, I got a couple of randos, and one from a series I was already reading. I bought Chew v. 6, which series I started more than a year ago now, but which I’ve only picked up on-and-off. This installment (inevitably) revived Poyo, the homicidal bionic chicken, but showed a gentler side of him than I’ve seen before. Also, not spoiling anything since this volume is years old, but Tony’s twin sister, the NASA agent, Toni, dies at the end of this volume. She was hardly my favorite character, but it was a bummer to see her go so soon after her power is formally revealed, not to mention the fact that her influence on the other characters’ missions, particularly, Agent Valenzano’s, was just starting to be revealed. Peeking ahead though at volume 8’s cover, it looks like Toni will be helping her bro catch “The Vampire” in a much more literal sense than seemed possible at the end of this volume. (Medium, anyone?)


The first impulse buy is a continuation of a spin-off. I read the entire Lucifer series between my high school and college years, and enjoyed it, so when I saw Lucifer #6  by Holly Black(story) and Stephanie Hans(art), it caught my eye. Although missing the forgoing issues of this story arc, from this issue I see that there’s a new challenger to Mazikeen Morningstar’s place in the old creation. An unacknowledged offspring of Lucifer and Izanami-no-Mikoto, Takehiko, is about to contest the placement of Lucifer’s right-hand and lover as the light-bringer in his stead, and he’s accompanied by a ‘liberated’ young satanist woman, a classic red-devil-with-horns for an uncle, and an unexplained change of clothes I just noticed. The art isn’t in a style that I particularly like, though I can’t place my finger on exactly what I don’t like about it. Also, something about how the characters’ facial features are about as malleable as clay throws me off. That said, I’m excited to see where this goes: Mazikeen showed herself to be a capable, independent leader of the Lillim as a military force, but I still haven’t seen how she rules on a universal scale, in a universe which she didn’t ask for, and faced with an upstart like Takehiko.


My last purchase is Monstress. So far, I’m not getting into the story so much. It’s some kind of feudal humans and demons story with a talking animal guide. I mostly bought it because it looks pretty, but maybe I’ll like it? Art is by Sana Takeda and writing by Marjorie Liu.


It’s funny how people can be so sure about their candidate for political office and in the same breath assert that they aren’t qualified to predict how that candidate will perform in that office.

It is worth thinking about what you’re going to say before you say it. I had thought that was obvious.

Zombie is not a fairy tale

I found this silly little poem that I did in high school. It was for a class, and the assignment was to “adapt” Jane Yolen’s poem “Fat is Not a Fairy Tale” to a new subject. Reading my submission again, I kind-of liked it, so here it is (with some edits):

Zombie is Not a Fairy Tale

Mark Watts and Jane Yolen

I am thinking of a fairy tale,
Shuffling Beauty,
Slow Wormy,
Corpse Bride,
Where the princess is not
warm, breathing,
or alive.

I am thinking of a fairy tale,
Hansel and Gravedigger
Alice in Zombieland,
Beauty and the Brains…Brains…BRAINS!
Where the beauty
Has a worm-eaten leg,
and an eye hanging from its socket.

I am thinking of a fairy tale
that is not yet written,
for a teller not yet born,
for a listener not yet conceived,
for a world not yet won,
where everything dead is good:
the corpses, meat, great poets, and the princess.