Archive for July, 2009

July 29, 2009

agIsh: Comic-Con 2009
a.k.a., “Bi-Mon-Sci-Fi-Con: Be there and be square.”

Comic-Con was insane this year! This was my first year I’ve done a 2-day run (Friday, Saturday) of the event and you can probably imagine how much walking I did. My calves are in the best shape they’ve been in years because of Comic-Con! *thumbs up*

This was also the first year I’ve seen Comic-Con sold out. You’d think this would help contain some of the insanity but it seemed as though the event coordinators anticipated half of the registrants would be in the convention center while the other half would be in running rampant in the streets of San Diego. Well, they correctly assessed the situation.

This picture doesn’t come close to depicting how crowded it was just walking in an out of the convention center. People were absolutely everywhere, literally shoulder to shoulder at or around the convention center and only got better as the crowds dissipated to their respective parking lots.

It wasn’t much better inside…

Oddly enough, Friday seemed more crowded on Saturday even though there were more celebrities flooding the grounds on my second day. Who I grabbed a glimpse of on Saturday:

Seth Green – Family Guy, Robot chicken
Tyrese Gibson – Tranformers
Mark Hamill – Star Wars, Batman voice actor
Margot Kidder – Lois Lane from Superman
Zachary Levi – Chuck
Lindsay Price – Eastwick, Lipstick Jungle
Rebecca Romijn – Easwick, X-Men
Brande Roderick – Playboy Playmate
Kevin Sorbo – Hercules, Andromeda
Tiffany Taylor – Playboy Playmate

I knew who Seth, Mark, Rebecca, and Brande were right away – I had to look everyone else up. It was one of those situations where you think, “I’ve seen this person, I know they’re famous, I just don’t know their name.”

I managed to take a (blurry) picture of Lindsay Price and Rebecca Romijn.

I also managed to take a picture of Tiffany Taylor’s table. I think she was charging for pictures so I decided to come back later and sneak one. Turns out she was the sneaky one and bounced.

I asked our multimedia department to whip up what I feel is an accurate representation of what her booth would’ve looked like with her there:

Who else am I forgetting? Hm… Oh yeah! Your boy and mine: Lou Ferrigno!

I gotta tell you, Lou’s buffer than ever. I guess it’s true what they say: if you lose one sense, you gain more muscle.

Anyway, all this talk about celebrities has me thinking about Comic-Con hotties. And here they are!




As always, Comic-Con was overwhelming for me. It always takes a minute for me to gain some composure and come up with a plan of attack. I came upon the weekend with no real goals or a shopping list – it really was about just being there for me. The best way I’ve figured out to get the full effect is just to hit every isle and maybe something will catch my eye.

That’s easy to do when you have costumed weirdos…

The dude in the guitar and fro was actually pretty funny. I asked for a picture and the first thing he did was drop to one knee and play a riff. After the shot he hands me his card with a guitar pick glued to it. Tight presentation man. *dap*

Darth Maul! *unh!*

…sick displays…



…and crazy stuff to buy!




I’m getting overwhelmed right now! And Comic-Con’s been over for 3 days! *faint*

After settling in, I felt that I could do the most damage in Artist’s Alley. In past years, it was pretty easy to score a full sketch for free. These days, everyone’s charging $5, $10, $80 for full sketches. So for cheap bastards like me, we have to settle for head sketches (which some artists still charge for…not that there’s anything wrong with that).

There were two dudes I wanted to get some schwag off of. The first was Tony Daniel. He’s been doing some incredible work on Batman and the recent Battle for the Cowl series. He was debating on his blog whether or not to go and ended up not going, unfortunately.

The second guy I wanted to meet was Dustin Nguyen. He too has been doing some spank ass work on Detective Comics (now on Streets of Gotham). Like all asians, he works hard for his money and he was there. I scored a head sketch from him and also bought some tight posters off him.

Here is the man himself after the fact:

You can check out Dustin’s blog here as well as his artwork here.

Of course you gotta venture out a bit and give other artists some love too, right? I mean, where would Jim Lee, Tim Sale, and Joe Quesada be if every fanboy just went for the big names back in the day? *shudder* Perish the thought…

So, continuing on, I met Chris Batista. Really cool dude with tight pencils. I can’t recall his current project, but he drew me up an Adam Strange head sketch. “Who?” Exactly. I don’t know who Adam Strange is either, but the pencils were tight nonetheless.

I also met up with bg’s brother, Jonboy Meyers. He too was throwing out some cool stylistics so I figured I’d bite. Chegg the end result.

Not bad, eh? You can check out Jonboy’s page here.

So it was a long two days with lots of walking. Our initial plan was to have one day dedicated the panels and previews and another day for walking for floor. Let me tell you, the panels tend to be shit. You have fanboys doing some intense suckling and asking “what’s gonna happen next” and after an hour you learn nothing about something that’s already over your head. Previews, on the otherhand, I’m sure are cool but good luck trying to get up in one. I wasn’t willing to wait an hour in line just to see a trailer two days before it’s posted on YouTube.

That’s that – another Comic-Con in the bag. I just need bg to get on the passes early next year so that this can be a real event!

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July 27, 2009

bg/ish: Weekend of the Wolfman

As I’d mentioned before, the Wolfman was in town last weekend, his Canon EOS 50D in tow. We took it pretty much everywhere with us, shoving it in peoples faces (“it” being the camera) and generally shooting anything and everything we could. We are a far cry from “seasoned” or “experienced”, and at times I’m pretty sure this camera gets some beautiful shots in spite of us.

It was a fairly typical weekend; Dolores Park all three days, but we also managed to attend my firms annual picnic, the Red Sky store opening, and the San Francisco Symphony playing in the park. Due to the Wolfman’s penchant for action sequences, we took well over 1000+ photos in those three days. It took me a while to sort through them all, so these are just the few I thought stood out the most.

If pictures are worth a thousand words, then this post will have a lot to say. I’ll shut up now. Enjoy.

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July 24, 2009

bg/ish: “Work, Work, Work (Pub, Club, Sleep)”

Well, it’s Friday, and whilst folks tend to thank the gods for this day, I’m just glad it’s almost over here at the office. I’m sleepy, and I’m tired. “Weekend of the Wolfman” will likely be posted this weekend. I’ve had a chance to sort through the pictures, but at the moment don’t have the energy or time to complete that post. Almost there though…

Your boy and mine ag is galavanting around downtown San Diego this weekend and hopefully getting some excellent coverage of Comic-Con 2009. Yes, I’m still jealous that I was unable to secure a ticket for today or tomorrow, but I’m sure ag will do just fine without me. *weeps* Is it dusty in here?

In other news, it’s no secret that we here at the ‘Pub suckle Johnny Depp without qualms. Thus, we naturally lust for his latest flick, Alice in Wonderland. So, on this Friday, we’ll leave you with this tidbit of goodness, albeit goodness filled with annoying ads from your boy Disney…

July 23, 2009

bg/ish: 1 Year High & Rising

Well kids, 1 year and 180 posts later and the rebirth of bg/ag publishing as a blog can, at worst, be considered a mild success. Yes, it was a year ago that we openly challenged the gods to defy us:

“If all goes as the gods have forseen, this rebirth will amount to nothing more than an aborted attempt at a legendary comeback the likes of Magic in ’96. One last fat, bloated and uncoorordiniated quest for glory! This is why we mock the gods openly and defy them to do anything about it!”

Of course, to the delight of all of us, we are still here, and dare I say, better than ever. I’d like to personally offer up heartfelt thanks to everyone who takes just a little time out of their day to read our musings, click our links, and generally indulge our madness. We’ve had a presence on the web for almost 10 years now, with readers both existent and non-existent, but we always get a lot of satisfaction out of knowing that we’ve made someone laugh or enlightened them with one of our opinions.

I’m also pleased to announce that our domain is live once again. http://www.bgagpublishing.com is back, and now redirects to this blog. Thanks to Go Daddy for offering up a deal so good, not even our cheap, black asian broke asses could pass it up.

So, be on the lookout tomorrow for a rather large post called “Weekend of the Wolfman”. The Wolfman was in town again with his “muy ridiculoso” camera and I’m still sorting through tons of pics but hope to get all that sorted by tomorrow.

Once again, many thanks to nv@ag, chair, and all of you who read our shit. We love you (but your boy bg hates you at the same time).

Out.

July 21, 2009

bg/ish: Fixie Gangstas

Saw this tagged up on Post St. near my office.

July 21, 2009

bg/ish: Action Camus

What’s my favorite book? That’s easy. The Stranger by Albert Camus. Hands down. I’ve read it more times than I can count. In fact, I’ma go read it right now…

I came across this image that seriously made my day over at this isn’t happiness


If you’ve never checked out “this isn’t happiness” I recommend it. I’m adding them to our blog roll recommended reading list, so it should be easy…

July 16, 2009

bg/ish: “Good days, bad days, halfway days…”

“…but I’m still lookin’ for a Greatdayindamornin'”

The last few days have been great. Summer in the city. The kinds of days when going to work seems almost pointless. Too beautiful outside. Too distracted inside. Morning walks through a city bustling with tourists. 2 hour lunches. Cigarette breaks in the grass at Union Square. Afternoon elevator rides to the top of St. Francis. Frozen yogurt. Quiet moments in a rooftop garden.

Then 5 p.m. rolls around. Mashing. Always. Never not. Straight to Dolores Beach Park. Tecates. Red Stripes. Tasty herbs. Georgeisms. I love my backyard. Hill bombing in a go kart. Tumbles and rolls. Road rash. The laughter of good friends. It hurts so good.

Late dinner at Monk’s Kettle. Siamese Twins. Late night walks through the summer air. Climb to Buena Vista. No Sherpa. Slice of Castro Special. The pizza, not the lifestyle. Sketches and Haiku. Just because. Falling asleep to Burial one night. Emancipator the next. A beautiful smile in the middle of the night. Waking as the sun rises… a greatdayindamornin’. Feeling content.

“Buy the ticket, take the ride.” – Hunter S. Thompson

July 14, 2009

agIsh: New brew, you!

I had a Newcastle Summer Ale the other day. I’ll wait while you re-read that sentence. After 82 years of specializing in their signature brown ale with unmistakable nutty flavor, the folks over at Scottish & Newcastle decided to change it up a bit and introduce a new beer.

Although refreshing, I can probably best describe it as a slightly watered-down Hefeweizen with the smoothness akin to a cider. The nutty flavor we’ve come to expect from Newcastle now becomes almost bland and watery – thus, its refreshing quality; the subtle bite is all but gone.

I can’t decide if I hate or like this mythical-status beer. I’ve tried searching for a label or some acknowledgement on their site but found only a picture of a coaster and a note on the site saying, essentially, that they’re under construction. Newcastle was probably my first favorite beer so there’s some sentiment behind these words. I’ve only had a pint of it so I really should give it a couple more rounds before I decide conclusively.

If you’ve tried the Summer Ale I’m interested in your review. Please include photographic proof lest I will call you a liar.

Be well,
nv@ag

July 13, 2009

bg/ish: “Innocent Bones”

I’m not sure if I’ll ever dig another Iron & Wine tune as much as I dig “Innocent Bones”. Whenever my mood calls for it, this song comforts me. I wanted to share it with you all, so I rigged together this “video” of a live version of the tune I have from his debut performance in Paris, France. Enjoy.

“Cain got a milk-eyed mule from the auction
Abel got a telephone
And even the last of the blue-eyed babies know
That the burning man is the color of the end of day
And how every tongue that gets bit always has another word to say

Cain bought a blade from some witch at the window
Abel bought a bag of weed
And even the last of the brown-eyed babies see
That the cartoon king has a tattoo of a bleeding heart
There ain’t a penthouse Christian wants the pain of the scab, but they all want the scar
How every mouth sings of what it’s without, so we all sing of love
And how it ain’t one dog who’s good at fucking and denying who he’s thinking of

Cain heard a cat tumble limp off the rooftop
Abel heard his papa pray
And even the last of the black-eyed babies say
That every saint has a chair you can borrow and a church to sell
That the wind blows cold across the back of the master and the kitchen help
There’s a big pile of innocent bones still holding up the garden wall
And it was always the broken hand we learned to lean on after all
How God knows if Christ came back he would find us in a poker game
After finding out the drugs [drinks] were all free but they won’t let you out the door again”

July 13, 2009

bg/ish: “Up” Did Nothing But Bring Me Down


I recently saw “Up” in 3D at the gorgeous and classy Castro Theater. How classy? So classy, there were no previews or annoying commercials, but rather, a live organ player pounding out the Disney classics.

But that’s where the praise stops…

First of all, I’m pretty averse to organs. Don’t care for the sound. Plus I tend to hate Disney. Meh. Why go see Up then? Well, I ask you, why not? Honestly, I don’t know. It was in 3D. Snuck in some wine. Got a little stoned. Then the movie started, and it all went to shit.

As soon as the movie ended, I turned to my friend and said, “That was terrible.” I pretty much figured that would be the last I thought of or spoke of that film. Then today, I came across this article on Deadspin, “Dear Pixar: Stop Making Me Cry Like A Little Bitch”, and was so joyously reminded of my hatred for the film:

“…this time around, the people at Pixar didn’t bother wasting time taking out my heart and tearing it to fucking pieces. They decided there was no point in waiting until the end of their little movie to turn me into a blubbering lump of shit. No, they had to do that shit RIGHT AWAY, packing in as much sad shit as they could into the first ten minutes of that fucking thing: aging, cancer, infertility, and death. Hey, thanks a lot, Pixar. Thanks for gutting my insides with a fish scraper. I really enjoyed that. Fucking infertility? In a movie about balloons? How is my Cambodian son Maddox Pax Zahara Pitt Magary supposed to feel about that, YOU FUCKS?

What the fuck is wrong with these people? I’m here to tell you folks out there that Pixar is not the sweet and wonderful little filmmaking giant that everyone makes them out to be. They are the single most sentimental, emotionally manipulative filmmaking entity to come along since Steven Spielberg was conceived by his parents.

These people are fucking sociopaths.”

Ah, and it just goes on from there.

This is such a lazy post I’ll admit. But hey, when someone else writes all the things you’d want to say about a pile of crap like “Up”, I figure it’s worth it to spread the word.

Hell, I don’t think I spent more than 30 seconds on the crappy Photoshop job I did on that “Up” image that will likely get us “Cease and Desisted” from your boys Disney.

Meh.