I have a very tenuous relationship with institutionalized racism, and I’m willing to bet I’m not alone. Like everyone else, I’m exposed to the rantings of the extremists; people on both sides of the issue for whom there is no battle but theirs. But I’m also aware of the fact that these people make their money by being ludicrous. That isn’t to say that I can’t recognize blatant stereotyping for monetary gain. I can.
Paul can too, which is good since I never saw Transformers 2. And I won’t. Despite his siren songs about pure “LeBeouf-iness” and “LeBeouf-itude,” I’m never going to give someone else money in exchange for that particular 2 hours of “film.”
You will all be happy to know that we will officially be producing three comics a week from now on. Go ahead, check the upper right hand corner of the site if you don’t believe me. The new day in the schedule will be Tuesday, starting this week.
And when I say “you all will be happy,” please know that I am including those of you who hate us. I mean, you’re going to have three Crooked Gremlins strips a week to hate, instead of your regular two. Even miserable bastards such as yourselves can appreciate that.
A number of you expressed concern with Scott Smith from “The Slackerz” mocking me and my friendly offer of Mini-Golf at Connecticon. Please rest assured that I hold no grudge, and that Scott clearly mistook my offer of Mini-Golf for Putt-Putt Golf.
You don’t know the difference? Let me break it down for you; one of them requires hobbits. That’s all I’m gonna say.