Hump Day Blog Whoring - No Show!

Yes, that's right, for all, 0.217 people out there who are following this blog, the promised "Hump Day Blog Whoring" is a no show this week. Why? Because there are more important things that I think I need to work on first, which are:

1. The blog layout. At the moment I'm just trying out a few freebie templates none of which are terribly "right" for us, and I kind of want to make -this- blog all spic and span before I start pimping out other blogs.

2. Consolidating a clear direction and purpose for this blog. I want to sit down with Mistress le Pan and figure out just what we want this blog to be, and where it's going to go. We won't be trashing Hump Day Blog Whoring like a dead body in a dumpster, just that we'll settle into our blog and then fire up the Blog Whoring anew.

Sound good? Sure. You bet it does.

Deh Neh-neh Neh Neh Neh!

(Deh Neh-neh Neh Neh Neh! is the theme song of the 90's X-Men cartoon, by the way)

There are things in this life that come and go, and there are others that stay with you forever, and one of those things for me, my friends, is comics. X-Men comics to be exact. I've collected X-Men comics since I was perhaps nine years old, and though it might be something that comes and goes with convenience - comic stores aren't on every blog - or budgetary constraints - economic downturn? - I always come back to it and always with a sense of child-like delight.

I have a "box" at The Daily Planet comic store in the city and you can find it at www.dailyplanetonline.com.au. Incidentally, if you forget the "online" part of the address, it takes you to a website for a brothel in Melbourne. I guarantee that mistake has made many, many a fanboy's day. But probably not so much a mistake I wanted to make while I was on my work computer... oops! But I digress... So, having not worked in the city for a few months, I decided it was time to collected my titles, and I was so excited it was like Wild Cherry Pepsi was pouring down my spine (I believe that this would be good sensation... try to love me before you judge me). I wanted to share with you my new dose of awesomeness.

In there you'll find Uncanny X-Men, Astonishing X-Men, New Mutants, and a crossover title (I'll have to reread my last batch; I'm a bit fuzzy on what that's all about...).

I used to also get X-Force, but it was too time-travely for me. I'm really not into time-travel too much (unless it's the new Star Trek movie! OHMYLORDYYESSSS!), and I gotta say, I thought the art in X-Force was CRAZY good, but the writing was kinda blah for me, and frankly I can live with average artwork and great writing, but not so much the other way around. So I dropped that title quicker than Paris Hilton's vagina.

So, I'm really not sure what Paris Hilton's snackaterium has to do with dropping anything... I'm certain I wouldn't pick it up in the first place... I just wanted to work it in somehow. Cuz that's what I do. Thank you.

I Updated All Over Ya Mum's Face (And She Loved It)

So, I'm hoping to implement some... shall we say... "traditions" here at PRPT. Little things to keep me motivation to post mah shit here.

The first of these will be in the vein of Follow Friday at Twitter, and it shall be called "Hump Day Blog Whoring", in which I shall present y'all with a blog that me likey. And you'll likey too, or you can ship out, ya lazy good fo' nothin' pube. Just kidding... or am I?

So, keep them peepers peeped on Wednesday for the first installment.

Peace o' Pie.

xo

I am going to eat all of the barbeque shapes in the box.

Can I just add that I am all about zombie blogs?

80s-Raver-Zombie-Pan approves. Yeah she does. I have to say though, if you know Pie and I at all, you will understand that this blog is not recommended for the faint-hearted or easily offended. If, however, you like jokes about Jesus and genitals and poo and wee, then cuddle up to the warm bosom of Punk Rock Plush Toyz, and we will enchant you with toilet humour and the strange tales of Insta-Karma and This Is So Wrong.

And now, I bid you farewell and leave you with this gem. No need to thank me, I've already thanked myself.

Love love love.

xx

Waisty McGee

Elastic waistbands should never be visible. It makes baby fashion jesus cry.

ZOMBIE BLOG!!! ARRRGGGH NOM NOM NOM!

Consider this blog a blog of the zombie variety. It was started, it died, and now it's back from the dead! Argh! Basically, I needed an outlet for my random stuff that I deem too random to post to my arty-farty blog, and realized this little fella was sitting here waiting for some brains. Or summat.

Spotlight plz, I'm about to get dramatic. I have been longing, yearning, aching to blog, and indeed I intended to, but when I sat down to do so at my other blog nothing came to me. This was the blog I was using to showcase myself as artist (hehe, haha, I still can't say that seriously...), so I felt beset by rules and limited by a tone I wanted to keep. But dammit! I had ideas I wanted to share! Ideas bigger than Twitter and Facebook updates but too riddled with colloquialisms or sheer and utter randomness (stupidness?) for Shy Lion.

And then this little creature dawned on me, and I saw the light! Punk Rock Plush Toyz is ALIVE! And hopefully Ms. Panda shall join me on this adventure of undead-bloggery.

K, I'm done for now, but meanwhile, look at this fucked up picture of my face!