Consumed by Bees; Or, How to Get Out of Lawn Chores Forever
So I can’t really say I’m the crazy bug freak that Amanda is. I mean, I don’t like spiders much. But we generally have an understanding of if you don’t crawl on me, then I won’t scream like a girl and flail until something dies. And honestly, I’ve never had too many moments in my life where bugs were the cause of strife and terror. There was one time in Michigan where a slowly descending spider almost caused me to roll my car across seven lanes of traffic. But that was thankfully negated by what I only imagine to be the hand of God, as he must have heard me screaming “OH PLEASE GOD NO” at the top of my lungs over and over. (more…)
In this week’s edition of my dumb AIM comics, look on in HORROR as Esther goads me into participating in making horse-themed puns, quite against my will. I feel very strongly that puns should be left to the few masters out there, or to serendipity. So, my apologies to the forced nature of this, I really couldn’t be more ashamed, but I pride myself on being something of a comic journalist so I can’t sugarcoat this at all. 
Back in the mid-1990s, there was an outbreak of instant classic hits that might have wound up standing the first test of time which occurs about 10 or 15 years after initial release. Actually, that’s a time span that most things that have ever been popular are up against. Fashion, lingo, films, technology, people in the limelight – all of that sort of stuff – if it is still able to be liked fifteen years later, it becomes a Timeless Classic. It can still represent the era it’s from – but it isn’t embarrassing or painful to watch. I believe Friday falls into this category. 
It is no great secret that I usually enjoy re-telling tired old unfunny jokes and figuring out a way to make at least one person laugh. Usually, the one person happens to be me, which isn’t too bad at all. I am not left feeling particularly dissatisfied with this. Nick W might have laughed by the end of this, too, but if he did, he did not let on. He probably likes to maintain a sense of dignity, poor guy. 
Remember Kyle Petty? Maybe? Of course you don’t. He’s some guy that raced cars or something in the 90s. The point being that whether you remember him or not, he had a completely baller mustache. And people with amazing mustaches get games made about them. This guy just happened to race in Nascar, which thankfully made for an easy game to be cashed in on the SNES. I mean, imagine if the guy was a professional waiter or something. A game about professional waiters with awesome mustaches would only suck slightly more than Kyle Petty’s No Fear Racing. 
As you might be aware, our friend and fellow OMGJ Staff Writer, Billy Holiday, is something of an odd man. It seems that certain strange things set him off into laughing sprees. 
Spike McFang is just stupid. But stupid in a good way. It was one of those SNES games that really only stood out for being completely strange on every level. Essentially what you get is your typical top-down action RPG that Zelda and Secret of Mana had made famous for years. In that regard, Spike McFang is nothing too special. Sure it’s fun, but it’s not until you get into the actual storyline and characters that you realize that you’re dealing with something that may be worth more than a ten second glance at your local video store. 
Chances are you are like me and you take a lot of modern conveniences for granted. There isn’t really anything wrong with that, I guess. 
Ever since Netflix introduced their Instant Watch feature, there have been a handful of things I have routinely checked for, waiting for them to be there for my viewing pleasure. All of the episodes of Fantasy Island, the Simpsons, assorted old movies, and the Twilight Zone. Well, they’ve finally heard my prayers and have decided to throw me a bone in the form of Twilight Zone. I couldn’t be more pleased. 
I’m sure we all know 
Melissa and I really know how to have a good time, as exhibited by our excitement over making tea. But the IMPORTANT part is that I included my ferret, Sweetpea Johnson, in this comic. It might be so that there is something that is actually exciting to look at in this one, but the results are not yet back on whether or not it worked. I mean, I guess there IS some excitement though. I used capital letters at the end there. That should get your old hearts pumping! 
