You are experiencing a car accident
When Sam and Fuzzy update number 400 rolled around a couple of weeks ago, a few emailed to ask why I didn't even mention it. Am I that modest? You wish! I didn't say anything only because, due to guest strips and so on, update number 400 was not comic number 400. So, celebrating the 400th update would have been empty and artificial, much like celebrating the dawn of the new millennium in 2000 instead of 2001. Update number 425 is the one to remember, though I don't have much planned other than raising my hands into the air and cackling maniacally.
I saw that I, Robot film the other day. As I recall, people were awfully hard on it when it was in theaters, but I really liked it. Even if it bore little resemblance to the original book, it had very likeable characters and a pretty compelling mystery storyline that managed to avoid the usual robots-become-intelligent-and-turn-against-their-makers cliches (See: the Animatrix). Normally I hate blending CG characters and live action, but it was reasonably seamless here... either because the CG characters were meant to be mechanical or because I was watching on a very small television. And face it, if they really could make household robots, they would probably make them look like creepy humanoid I-macs. I hope I'm not the only person who thought this was a good film, because if I am... everyone is wrong but me.
Sam Logan
Hearts and flowers
Valentines Day! Be it based in sincerity or capitalistic greed, I have a hard time taking any holiday seriously when I still have to go to work. But I will put my cynicism and laziness aside to draw a picture of the wonderful Claire -- who I am very lucky to have in my life -- piloting a killer cat robot. She'll have to wait until I am a little wealthier before she can crush us all in a real one.
You might recall a time not too long ago when I mentioned a fellow who was planning to draw a 100-page comic in 100-hundred hours to help raise funds for the tsunami relief effort. Well, the comic is completed now, and viewable to anyone who'd like to donate to UNICEF. Head here if you are interested.
I've put it off for long enough... the time has come for me to purchase a Sega Saturn. You just can't be a self-respecting Sega fanboy without one, and since the company appears content to publish mostly garbage these days, I might as well try to relive their glory days. Um, not that there was much glory surrounding the Saturn... but there were a few really good games that I want to play through. I've got my copy of Nights but not a Saturn itself -- I've been monitoring ebay for one, but I need a seller in Canada to avoid customs duties, and such sellers are a little sparse. Canadians, if there is somewhere else I should be looking, please let me know.
Sam Logan
Embrace me or replace me
Whew! Things are crazy on my end these days. In addition to my usual layout designer duties at YES Mag, I'm putting together a metric ton of illustrations for our upcoming "Periodic Table" issue. I guess atomic chemistry isn't exactly the most photographable subject. Anyhow, after a few too many hours of careful labour, I can attest that we've got a ten page feature section with some of the best drawings of tiny coloured spheres ever. I guess Chemistry 12 came in handy after all! Stay in school.
The verdict is in: some humans want Sam "Can't Dance" shirts. I should probably be striking while the iron is hot, but I think I'm going to take a couple of weeks instead to stew over exactly how this will look. With a little luck, you'll see both it and another new shirt around the start of March. Of course, in the meantime there are a number of other thingamys in the shop that are disappearing after today. Tomorrow, these suckers are gone. Gone like a horse.
A complicated horse. A horse that no one understands, 'cept for his woman horse.
Hidalgo! (Shut your mouth!)
Sam Logan
