Mindless Ramblings and General Blitherings

I have this vague sense that sitting at my desk, drinking Cherry Coke and wolfing down Honey BBQ Fritos by the fistful while surfing slightly off-kilter webcomics isn’t exactly what I’m getting paid to do.  But oh well.

I find this webcomic strangely compelling.
http://bunny-comic.com

I was thinking of starting my own webcomic, but then I realized I can’t draw, and I’m really not all that funny.  And then I also realized that that probably makes me a perfect candidate.

I’m also thinking of getting into writing fan fiction for “Man vs. Food.“

I don’t know why, but I find this cartoon to be absolutely hilarious:

Ever have one of those days where you feel like you’ve gone too far off the game’s track until hit the edge of the map and it suddenly throws you, like, a mile and a half straight up and, like, six miles away, and you land with the motorcycle on top of you and if it were real life you’d have punctured your lungs with your shin bones, but it’s not, so you just respawn 14 seconds later, but of course, being the day like it is, you respawn in the middle of the enemy base and are instantly tagged with, like, 37 laser-guided BFG rounds?

Yeah, me neither.

Shades of Samurai Jack…
http://www.chainsawsuit.com/20080505.shtml
ROTFLMAOSCOMM
(Rollin’ on the floor, laughing my ass off, spewing coffee on my monitor)

• You know you’re getting old when you’ve got more hair in your ears than on your head.

Also, really dang hilarious:

Bwanahaha!

I also like this comic (Questionable Content - noooo, that’s the name, not a warning).  I’ve become a regular reader…at least until the Firewall Fascists at work figure out blocking *.webcomic

I like the comic because, well, mostly because the girls are hot, and I’ve sort of always had a thing for hot cartoon chics.  These girls are like Jan from Day-By-Day, only slightly less well-adjusted.  Just as well-endowed, yes, but well-adjusted? Not so much.  It’s like finally being able to look inside the mind of that neurotically insecure and slightly mental girlfriend you had in college but could never really figure out, who you finally dumped but still think about occasionally and wonder if she ever managed to get a real job or ended up working in a coffee-shop, writing bad emo-poetry and posting it to a really poorly laid out blog where she’s always blegging for hits on her tip jar so she can afford to buy a new fan belt for her car and finally get outta the city?

I mean, other people do DO that, right?