Who's Your Daddy

I could not resist that title. For some reason when I saw these two photos side by side SOMEBODY had to say "Who s Your Daddy". I'm not even sure if it is appropriate or what it means but ONE of those guys is saying it!! Some pretty nice photos of scenes I have not seen before.


I believe they were taken by Hunter Rider but I could be wrong - anyway I am giving credit to SOMEBODY - please correct me!
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Many of you have seen the new Dark Knight movie of which I have not (all in good time). But the one I'm really waiting for is Watchmen. This is another graphic Novel that really turned a lot of peoples heads way back in 1987.

I still have the original 12 issues.

I didn't "collect" many comics (graphic novels) but it seems the ones I DID collect are all of a sudden turning into movies. Dark Knight, Watchmen, The Tick, The Sandman (coming soon)From Hell, Sin City, V for Vendetta.

Funny - I think the best graphic novel I ever read LOOKS like the most childish. Bruce at Capitol City Comic's for YEARS told me I had to read it but I would look at the black and white drawings and poo poo it. Then one day I was in Borders and saw the book, all 1,332 pages and with a gift card I picked it up!

WOW - what a wonderful light-hearted, dark, epic fantasy/comedy. It has won ten Eisner Awards (creative achievement in American comic books) and eleven Harvey Awards (achievement in comic books).

BUT - I'm getting carried away. If anyone wants to borrow it let me know (or any of the above).

Back the Watchmen. Below (somewhere) is the trailer for Watchmen - check it out!!! I got chills!!

The Watchmen Trailer!
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Back on the highway.

If you remember I was in a car with two incense snorting yoo-hoos Beavus and Butthead. They were in need of money to fulfill their dreams of selling drugs on a beach in California and had decided to talk to one guys sister in an up coming town. They called her and she was not home but they knew a way to get inside the house to "borrow" some money.

They drove up to the house in this typical suburban neighborhood with picket fences (which resembled Nancy Kerrigan's teeth . . . why do these things pop into my head!!) and it was at this point where I pretty much decided this was where we would part ways and I wished them luck.

Back on the road and feeling a little relieved I continued west.

A day or so later I'm picked up by a Navy guy. Seemed nice but as normal I always had my hand near a rather large knife in the right side pocket of my backpack . . . just in case.

Within 30 seconds the scenery is rushing by at 100 miles per hour and I find that this guy is AWOL from his Navy base in San Diego and needs to get back ASAP!!

All goes well until we're picked up by the police. He explains and I just sit there being quite but the cop is not in a good mood and tells him he will have to go to the police station for some questioning. He looks sad but hands me a huge box of K-rations as a gift when we get to a small town and I take off west again.

I can see mountains but there is no traffic and the sun is setting so I walk into the desert and pitch my tent in failing sunlight. I walk far enough so cars will not see a tent in the distance and I set up on top of a bunch of low growing ground cover type cactus.

And I freeze! WOW it got cold and every time I touched the floor of the tent I would get pricked! But I was too lazy to move!

That morning I got up, had some yummy K-rations and told myself to get rid of them at the next place (except for a few crackers and peanut butter).

I remember getting picked up by a woman when I was getting very close to the mountains. She seemed like a happy person, on her own and on her own adventure. She was driving to Alaska.

But she had this deep, throaty, laugh, that sort of sounded like the noise a dog makes just before he throws up. It was always a little disconcerting. And I also remember thinking that she wanted to have sex with me but I can not think of why I remember that and what made me think she did.

All I remember is being a little scared every time she laughed.

She invited me to go with her to Alaska but I declined. She left me off near Glacier Nat'l Park and it was there where my journey west stopped. This was the most beautiful place I had ever seen and I decided I was going to stay there a while.

Join me Monday - when I meet up with a bear (I think it wanted to have sex with me . . . or eat me).

Rod