The Wonder of the World

I've notice a lack of wonder lately. I'm talking about the decline in our culture--Americans in particular--in believing in something outside of the tangible. This might be God, faeries, dragons, or even polycorns. It doesn't matter what type of intangible being it is, if there is no scientific proof, people tend to be skeptical--if not have a complete disinterest in the subject. A fact that is rather odd, considering our overall obsession with Harry Potter and now Stephenie Meyer's Twilight saga. Why is it that we can buy these things in books--not just buy but crave them--yet when it comes to the "real" world we just shake our head when some comes up and asks us if we believe in God or if we see a picture/story like this posted online?

Granted, novels are accepted as fiction. But even in their understood fictional realm, why do so many people want them to be real? How many would prefer to be wandering around the world-- wand in hand, repairing glasses and apparating from one location to the next--to being able to see God face to face?

I don't really know what I'm trying to get at here, just random musings from this addled and jaded noggin. Though if anything comes to mind that wraps this idea up, its from the new Hellboy flick, when Prince Nuada tells Hellboy that humans will continue to destroy the magical beings until they are extinct, then so eloquently puts it, "And the world will be poorer for it."

I'm not saying you should believe in centaurs and elves, or even God for that matter--each to her own--but just don't be so closed minded about the existence of elements that science hasn't been able to--and never will--understand.

My Expensive Habit

So my love for Dr. Pepper has now become rather costly. After visiting the dentist yesterday--the x-rays, the scrapping, the mantra of "floss, floss, floss,"--I had to go back again today, where we discussed the condition of my teeth and the expenses involved with fixing them. On top of the numerous cavaties, I apparently have a cracked tooth that requires a crown. They've assured me that it will look just like a regular tooth, but for the amount of money it costs, I'd prefer it to look like a golden nugget that was born with diamond tumors. Freaking ridiculous. However, I doubt that this fact will dampen my NEED for the Dr. Pepper and pellet ice.

I was able to post a new comic today, so check it out and pretend it's funny. And if my creations don't thrill you, here is a site that should thrill you. If not, then I don't know why you're even bothering with me.

And hopefully I can figure out Paypal's mahopper and I'll be able to put up a donation button. Wacom, here I come.

Incentives

What you have here is an example of the incentives, or Thank Yous, that I mentioned yesterday. I haven't actually got it all set up--I hopefully will within the next day or two--but for anyone willing to donate $25 to my Wacom Intuos cause, I will custom make the magnet of your choice. They will be around three inches tall, and be in the similar cartoonish-style of He-Man here. As the week progresses, I'll post more examples of what these things look like, give you a sense of my range and morbidity.

But what if you don't have 25 bucks and you still want to help me? Then, I'll send you an original doodle--more than likely a robot or an angel, since I tend to draw many of them. (Though, of course, if you donate less than the amount of the cost of a stamp and my time (e.g. a buck or less) you will get a thank you note but no drawing.)

And if some fantastical unicorn drugs you into wanting to donate more than $25, I'll get you a magnet AND list your name as a producer on the first animated film completed with my tablet.

Honestly, I feel like a total douche bag for doing this, but the ads have generated me a whopping $.01 in the last 24 hours. And patient man that I am, I would like to buy a tablet before I'm thirty-five. I'm sorry for doing such a thing, but that's why I'm trying to give you something in return.

In other, more free entertainment type things, a new comic will be up tomorrow, and I've got a review up for Step Brothers here.

Thanks again for your time and support of this here weirdo.

I've Joined the Ad Whore Ranks

But I have a purpose. No doubt you've noticed the random ads along the side of this here bloggy blog and possibly the ad across the bottom. They are there for one reason and one reason alone: I'm trying to get me a Wacom Intuos and raise the funds anyway possible. This will include a donation box, which will include perks that I will discuss tomorrow, my selling of a portion of my extensive video game collection, and possibly spending weekends on the side of the road with shabby clothes and a cardboard sign that says, "College student, has degrees but wants to follow dreams instead."

Once I have said tablet, many a projects will be in the works. We will see the construction of Click-Trackheart.com--including the titular comic, "We've Got Brains" will be back on a guaranteed weekly basis, Milos should be coming back around again, and some random animations will happen soon after.

In other news, my review for Jellyfish is up here, and there will be a disappointed review for Step Brothers. And as an added, belated bonus, I'm going to try and get a review for Hellboy 2: The Golden Army together in the next day or two.

Ready to Step in Line for the Brothers

While it will probably, yet again, be a reprisal of Farrell's man-child/rich-idiot role, Step Brothers still looks quite amusing. I plan on seeing it today and hopefully have a review up by Monday--at the latest.

I'm also hoping to get a review up for Jellyfish. I went and checked it out last night. It's a mighty fine little film, and I suggest anyone should see it if they still have a chance to do so.

Other than that, my week long bachelorhood is coming to an end on Sunday, and my obession with PlayRadioPlay has deepend. Their newest, actually only, full-length album, Texas, is the second, maybe third, "real" album that I've bought from a store and not just downloaded. Every now and then it's nice to purchase something solid. I've always like flipping through the album insert, and I have rather missed the art that goes into some of them. Honestly, one of my secret wishes is to do an album cover for someone, but, then again, I suppose any half-marginally talented artist has the same desire. Look, ma, I'm just like everyone else...