I went shopping today and bought you some more equals symbols.
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Oh I forgot to show this on Friday. Aw beets. It was here but I didn’t do the thing that makes it visible to people who aren’t me. Now I did. Or have did. Or did have doned. This is probably unimportant. Here, have a bunch of equals symbols.
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One of the things that surprised me most about fur-affinity (one of the websites where I post drawings (which evidently doesn’t include this one since I keep forgetting to do that)) that I can share here was that people apparently liked the movie Bolt. While certainly I was surprised when I learned people liked Balto, a lot, it has been rather a few years ago since I made that discovery and across time got over and forgot the shock of it. Who would have thought that moving the O over two spaces and dropping the A would also be a recipe for talking dog movie success?
The first I learned of bolt, I was getting some meatloaf or something (I have encountered some dishes in my time which could be both) and I heard the television ad, and I knew it was a disney movie just by the voices. NONE A YOUR POW WERS AREEEEEEEAL! I remember thinking: Disney’s already cornered the market on talking dog cinema. Why mock us like this?
And then more recently…
Disney made a dog movie that’s ALSO a christmas movie. This is GUARANTEED to be a hit, even if the dogs neither speak English nor play sports, and none of the people who buy it are furries. It’s so lazy they didn’t even try to work an unfunny dog pun into the inane, pandery tagline “Meet Santa’s BFF!” For one thing, I hardly think an immortal elf can expect to be best friends forever with an animal whose lifespan rarely exceeds 20 years. Ga ha, burned ’em! (Or should I say ICED ’em! (No, I should not)) Oh how I pine for the days of “Raise the WOOF.” (that coincidentally starred Tim Allen, who is in Christmas movies in addition to dog movies, and regardless of whether he’s Santa Claus.) You could say the pun’s already in the title, but two questions about that: how is it possible nobody had made a movie called Santa Paws before now and what are the chances its sequel will introduce a cat and be called Santa Claws? As inadvisable and awful as raise the woof was, at least I’d never heard it before. Anyway, this has been out for over a month (or two (or three)), so merry post-dog movie Christmas, animal shelters!
Also, the last time I mentioned fur-business, I felt need to distance myself from it. However, that’s what furries do. They draw arguably eroticized fetishy mutant nonsense and then declare themselves better than the other fetish mutants who provide their entire online imaginary livelihood. So then I had to explain that my own characters don’t count as that somehow, and then this idiot showed up:
You think just because you suddenly have antlers you can sass me? Well you can’t, and I won’t tolerate it.
What proof do we have that its name is even really “”nemitz?”” Drrrrrrrgggggg This fiend just enjoys life. YES THERE IS SOMETHING WRONG WITH THAT. If that’s the life it enjoys. If it’s nemitz. Or whatever this thing is which claims to be nemitz. Or rather this thing that just says “nemitz” for no reason, like it’s a sentence. “Nemitz” is not a statement! It communicates no information. That does not justify a period. Unless it’s a period during which punishment takes place.
Nobody cares!
Nemitz is dangerously delusional if it thinks it gets official representatives… it thinks it’s too special to negotiate directly with the common people. I should take control of this page and just post insulting things about nemitz. That would show it.
Nemitz is half as popular as Madmartigan on facebook. That means two nemitzes could potentially beat Madmartigan in a fight. That is not good. Actually two nemitzes in general is not good. nemitz should not be permitted on the premises. or the nemtzes.
When I’m through, all nemitz “surveys” will be the interior of a suitably sized waste receptacle.
Nemitz needs to hop in a dumpster posthaste. Although “hop” sounds mildly enjoyable. Nemitz needs to be dropped off a roof into a dumpster and then wallow there miserably.
So I am just letting you know this, in case you were curious.
Eh well I’m sure you have very important things on your mind.
Grimbling sez:
Ah, but the true horror of fuzz-affinity is that factions exist who love Bolt and Balto a little *too much.*
…plus didn’t Disney finance that movie in which Tim Allen transforms into a shaggy dog? I’ve heard hilarity ensues.
A horse-black coffee sez:
Once, I took a cross-country flight, lasting about six hours, at one point during which one was generously given the option to buy water (and only water). At one point they also proudly announced that they would be screening The Firehouse Dog, though to receive the audio, one required special headphones, which one also had to pay for. The idea here was apparently that the passengers both should and would pay to see the The Firehouse Dog. I’m genuinely curious how many people actually took them up on this offer.
PurpleSpace sez:
Don’t forget, there is also that Marmaduke dog from the newspaper that inexplicably decided to be in a movie.
Grimbling sez:
…and in CG too.
Zinkugel sez:
Grimby
I recall complaining at length or at least at repetition with regard to the smutty aspects, though it probably wasn’t recently… I’ve been aware of this stuff for too long!
And by now a majority of my total world attention comes from the furry site(s) so I feel like I shouldn’t complain about too many aspects of it at the same time. Which is not to say I’ve “sold out,” because I’m too misguided to actually charge most people.
My little coffee:
The movie on my last flight that had a movie was Tooth Fairy. Just to make sure the showing was absolutely devoid of joy or surprise the airplane plays the preview prior to the full showing on automatic screens which just appear from the ceiling. The preview plays at the same volume level as the safety instructions. Thankfully the full length film quiets down a bit but imagine if they were showing something good! That would still make me mad.
I think the idea is to choose the most “inoffensive” movie possible, and in corporate language inoffensive translates to offensively asinine. Ha ha slammed em!
Though I found it physically impossible to enter into a position that would grant me any sleep on this over-night flight, my being in a center seat, I also failed to observe who, if anybody, was actually watching the film. I ought to be demoted.
Purpy
I know almost nothing about any movies that are coming out at any time these days. I didn’t totally avoid knowledge of the Yogi Bear incident, but my technique is definitely improving.