Thursday, August 27, 2009

MAYBE THE VIDEO GAME IS GOOD



I'm not sure what to think about AVATAR just yet. I'm an old-fashioned kinda guy who likes to wait until the movie actually COMES OUT before judging it.

But, damn! This scene is seriously funny!!!

INK #4 - OUT NOW



When we last saw our hero, The TATTOOED MAN aka MARK RICHARDS... things were getting a bit kinky. Plus, conditions with his family are quickly going to hell. Well, guess what? The city of Liberty Hill is next. Literally.

Pick up FINAL CRISIS AFTERMATH: INK #4 now and find out what happens next!

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

DISCO KERMIT



Does anything more really need to be said?

Didn't think so...

Monday, August 24, 2009

MY FAVORITE NEW WEBSITE



And no, it's not porn.

It's someone boiling down the plots of movies to two sentences or less with hilarious results. Some of my favorites?

1. ROSEMARY’S BABY: An unplanned pregnancy leads to complications.
2. LORD OF THE RINGS: Midget destroys stolen property.
3. FANTASTIC FOUR: Scientist exposes friends, family to dangerous radiation to assuage ego, becomes embroiled in rivalry with former room-mate.

What to read more? Just point your web browser to the link below.

http://www.postmodernbarney.com/2009/04/uncomfortable-plot-summaries/

Thursday, August 20, 2009

BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE ENOUGH THINGS TO DO...


... I'm running for the Board of Directors of the WGAw (Writers Guild of America).

Now I know what you're probably thinking, because so am I: AM I NUTS?!!! Between writing TV, writing comic books, writing audio plays, new parenthood, and... oh... A LIFE (!), I can't possibly have any more free time, eh?

Well, I keep saying that. And somehow, when I add something new to the agenda, it actually seems to get done. But the truth is, as a result of my experiences on the strike line in 2007/2008, I've come to realize how important it is to be actively involved with the future of professional storytellers, especially in a world where radical advances in technology and New Media are changing the game on what seems like an hourly basis!

Also, maybe... just maybe I can help make life a little bit better for both my peers, as well as future writers who have yet to even join the WGA. After all, that's what the founders of the Guild, men and women who sacrificed everything (and got blacklisted for it) did like seventy-odd years ago. Those folks really had the really hard job of being first through the gate, and that alone is something to respect and admire. If I could be a quarter of the pioneer that they were back then, that would make it all worthwhile.

Hmmm. That's sounds a lot like lofty rhetoric, eh? Well, what do you expect? I am a writer...



Seriously, though.

Maybe it's this simple. Maybe being part of a Guild or any organization is about being responsible to something larger than yourself, something that has your back.

So maybe it's just time to start giving back.

Whether I win or not will be unveiled in mid-September, so stay tuned for more as it happens...



Oh, and if you want to check out my Candidate's statement, point your web browser to the link below.

http://vote4etd.blogspot.com/2009/07/eric-wallace.html

Or simply CLICK on the words "WGA 2009 Statement" on the RIGHT. It'll tell you a bit more about me. And while you're there, check out the other candidates who are running at the web address below, some of whom have been kind enough to endorse me.

http://vote4etd.blogspot.com/

Yeah, it's gonna be an interesting Autumn...

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

PUTTING THE REST OF US TO SHAME



WHOA.

And I thought playing this on the bass... WITH MY HANDS... was hard. This 11-year-old young lady is doing it with her feet. Oh, and the rest of the guitar & keyboard parts with her hands.

Just imagine what kind of original music this kid could be making ten years from now, if she puts her mind to it. (Actually, given the level of her talent, make that four years...).

Okay. I'm gonna go practice now. If I'm gonna keep up with this kid, then I've got a ton of woodshedding to do...

Monday, August 10, 2009

1989... ALL OVER AGAIN.



And we think things are commercialized nowadays?!!

Yes, pictured above is exactly what you think it is. BATMAN: THE CEREAL. I got this waaaaay back in June, 1989 right before the Tim Burton BATMAN movie came out. I found it again this weekend--20 years later--while cleaning my garage.

Man, a lot has happened in the last twenty years.

In the Summer of 1989, I was soooooo young. I didn't know much. Girls were still pretty much a mystery. I'd only recently been to my first Yes concert (a year earlier on the "Big Generator" Tour). I was living in Austin, Texas. And yes, I was reading comic books like a crazy person.



Today I'm married, I've seen Yes 33 times, I live in LA... and I'm still reading comic books like a crazy person. Of course, I write them, too, so there has been some progress in the last two decades.

But man... finding that Batman bank was just wild. Who'd have thought that a cheesy box of tasty, sugar-filled cereal (yes, I bought two boxes back in 1989... the first one I actually ate. It tasted just like Captain Crunch) would be a time capsule to self-reflection all these years later?

And why haven't I sold this thing on Ebay yet? C'mon... it's unopened AND comes with a bank!



So what did I learn from Batman Cereal this weekend? I learned that the dreamers of this world (like myself) do have something to offer. Because the world is a harsh tough place and the fuel that we provide keeps it running.

Yes, I supposed this is the part where I tell you sad stories about how hard it's been to get this far. How hard it's been for the kid who dreamed of telling stories for a living to finally get to a place where he can do it for a living. But you've heard enough of those tales. No one needs another sad story about someone getting crapped on just to beat the odds in the end. What we all need is that fuel. It's what will get us through the tough times. What inspires us to reach great heights and be people.

That fuel is hope... and as cheesy as it sounds, it's something the world has been sorely lacking in as of late, something that hopefully (pun intended) is making a come back. Hope is the currency we dreamers trade in. It's our stock and trade. Our bread and butter. It's what gives us the power to turn our dreams into realities. Because as long it exists, we will never give up. But it's not ours exclusively. Hope can be yours, too. Trust me when I say it can change your life. It might take twenty years and a box of cereal. Or it might take five minutes and frightening-yet-simple decision to take a stab at doing what you've always wanted or becoming who you've always wanted to be.

And the good thing about hope is that it's not just a renewable resource, it's the one inexhaustible fuel the human race possesses. So go ahead. Fill up. Done that? Good.

Now dare... to dream.