If you go out drinkin’, you stop off at the White Castle or the Krystal’s… When you’ve just been sprung from county lockup, apparently, it’s Taco Bell. When you’ve just gotten done with a huge comic project, the first time you leave the studio is for Chick-Fil-A. According to the Iron Man movie, when you’re free of the terrorist cave in the desert, you go for Burger King, wasn’t it?
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Lowell… go back to the light. Back to the light. But leave the Tacos.
Hmm. Whenever I finish eating at Taco Bells, I read Hubris. Is that how this works?
Yes! Exactly!
Seriously, though… they didn’t inflict any Taco Bells on Japan, did they?
I think KFC did more than enough damage. After all it is the place where you have to reserve a table for your Christmas dinner.
No Taco Bells, not yet. TexMex never caught on here.
KFC, though, is popular (used to be because they sold cans of beer with their meals). They are already taking preorders for buckets of take-out Christmas chicken. (The local burger chain, MOS, is taking preorders for their chicken boxes, too.)
Ayup. The only place you can get Taco Bell in Japan is on US military bases. Dunno which ones.
In the dark, Lowell looks like Darth Vader. Oh, the irony.
Lowell was first introduced as a silhouette, and to be as menacing as possible, his hair, glasses and stature were chosen to vaguely suggest a particular idea of a generally villainous character.
So how does Lowell getting in to the store at this hour advance his case? Hm…. pondering upon a midnight weary…. all we need now is a good Krakboom and the sky to open up and rain buckets…
Well Yat, to be fair to Lowell, he does have the asthma part down.
tacos bobs one weakness and his excuse when hubris finds out lowel returned and was back into the store. he gave me tacos man it was the tacos.
Even when sober, once in a while I’ll go visit White Castle for a bag of sliders. Yum!!!
Been a loooooong time since I had a White Castle Belly Bomber…. mmmm. Minneapolis/St. Paul had a pretty large one at University and Snelling, with a 509 apartment unit across the parking lot and hot and cold running busses including some of the #52’s that went into the U of M campus. What a place to scarf one at -30 waiting for a bus! Those were the days….
Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
`’Tis some visitor,’ I muttered, `tapping at my chamber door –
Only this, and nothing more.’
Back in college, I learned to recite that whole thing for a public speaking class. 12 to 15 minutes, depending on how it’s performed. Yikes. Now? Can’t recall half of it without stopping, backing up and restarting many times.
Here’s my dad doing it with music (violin is actually Hal Poe, who’s a decedent of Edgar’s family one way or ‘nother):
Nice link! Sigh. Now I want a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore…
Suggestions anyone?
You might have to settle for a Kindle version of something in the public domain.
By the way- I guess I should have mentioned- I did the Raven illustration in the video above. That there IS a pallid bust of Pallas he’s standing on. And lemme tell ya- painting high-end Victorian wallpaper will make you bored out of your mind.
Really good-looking work, too!
I agree it’ll put your mind to sleep faster than the President on TV…
You want bored? Hand paint celtic knotwork way back in the days around paintshop I, squinting at a chart in a book because there weren’t scanners or ways to easily load a photo and digitize it.