When Zombie Attack, Wise Man Get Shotgun.

From the genius that brought you "Rise and Fall of the Nazi Dinosaurs," comes the next greatest thing ever...

Zoo of the Dead!

I love this guy. We have remarkably similar tastes...

(heh. Zombie pun.)

Future Brains

So I'm re-reading Grant Morrison's Seven Soldiers series in the recommended order because, well.. it's a Grant Morrison series. I'm sure I missed something the first time around. And I mean something even more substantial than the Dalek in Batman's Sci-Fi closet.

Actually, it reads a lot better all at once this way. The issues did lap each other as they were originally released, and I admit, parts that confused me initially really solidify nicely this time around. If the whole thing left you with a "impressive writing feat... but kinda patchy" feeling back then, read it again through the trades. It's fantastic taken all together. And even more impressive.

Anyway, there's a part in Zatanna #3 where he ties the Sheeda Princess with the Snow White mythos like so:

Now... maybe it's just me.. but doesn't this follow?

Jus' sayin'

Tomorrow: Haberdashery Humbug!

Death Warmed Over

Bleah.

Sorry about the lack of a Monday post - I woke up sick after too much Super Bowl partying. Or homemade Guacamole. Jury's still out on that one. Though the household crapper is prepared to be recalled as a follow-up witness, if you get my drift..

In fact, I barely staggered into work today and now feel like that might have been a mistake. I'm still all icky. And the dogs are eying me like they may have to figure out how the can opener works on their own. So, a quickie post for today then sleep.

And .. as I usually do when I feel like slacking, I'm stealing another blogger's funny. Well, stealing the funny panel they posted and trying to further the funny myself, but you know what I mean.

And again, as usual, today's theft comes from a beauty of an out-of-context panel lifted from Adam. I really owe that guy a beer.

And So...

Y'know? I would pay good money for a Smallville Zombies book. But only if you wrote it with the mandatory Silver Age wackiness.

And got Grant Morrison to write it.

Almost Missed It

I was in the middle of reading Marvel Zombies / Army of Darkness #2 (which is head and shoulders above #1, incredibly funny, and has a last page that everyone should be snickering over), when I did a double-take over this li'l gem:

Zombie Runaways dining off of Old Lace's corpse!!

I swear, beer spewed out of my nose.