So the last two blogs I wrote were pretty fucking emo, right? Well it turns out that that type of thing is somewhat therapuetic. Between all that venting/writing and the pint of Cherry Garcia I’m currently working my way through I dare say I feel a bit better. Thanks Ben, Jerry, Tom and. . . ummm. . . is there no person who represents WordPress?
Anyway, What I was supposed to write about today was how utterly in love I am with a certain webcomic. Questionable Content is possibly the greatest webcomic I have ever read. That was not even hyperbole. Let me put it this way, this webcomic is like the person you are so in love with that you ignore their obvious flaws. QC makes jokes about music that I usually don’t get (the bands are too obscure), makes jokes about fine art that I don’t get (Picasso’s blue period?), and shits on bands that I love (what’s wrong with Bloc Party and The Killers?), but I still keep coming back.
I’m not sure why I have such a strong connection with this particler collection of words and pictures. Maybe it’s the fact that I identify with nearly all of the characters, with their various emotional issues, imperfections and all around human-ness (i don’t care much for the word “humanity”). Maybe it’s the art, which was really good to begin with but has steadily gotten better and better as the strip has progressed. Maybe it’s the balance between serious issues (suicide) and outright absurdity (gay robot sex). Maybe I’m just a sucker for a good story. But whatever it is, this comic has captured my attention in a way that few other things ever do.
The point of all this? You should read this webcomic, for it is awesome. I’ll even link it again so you don’t have to scroll up:
http://questionablecontent.net/view.php?comic=1223
P.S. Sorry for the glut of posts; I guess I was a little backed up.
September 4, 2008 at 5:38 pm |