I thought I’d let you guys know that Joe Quesada is going to be discussing his take on Disney’s acquisition of Marvel over in his regular column on Comic Book Resources today. Since he’s actually met with all the players while I’ve met with–y’know–none, his opinions on the topic should carry more weight. So check it out.
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Pat Henry and the crew from Dragon*Con provided the David family with their standard excellent treatment and support, and it was much appreciated.
We had a great time, meeting and greeting the fans, plus seeing old friends (the crew from “Babylon 5”) and encountering some new faces (Barry Bostwick, for instance, whom I’ve always wanted to meet. Dig up on Youtube his 1985 re-creation of Danny Zuko from “Grease” singing “Summer Nights.” He’s at least 20 years too old for the role at that point and he STILL buries Travolta.) High points included Kath and I meeting Terry Gilliam and Kath, Caroline and I meeting Patrick Stewart (who was charmed when Caroline was excited to meet the voice of Mr. Woolsworth from “Chicken Little.”)
Also gave the Julie Award to Leonard Nimoy, which was a personal thrill for me, and reformed MC-Squared with George Perez to host the Masquerade. So that was cool. To me, best costume was Samurai Jack and Aku, with the former played by a seven year old girl squaring off against her dad who was hidden inside an Aku puppet essentially that stretched fifteen feet high, making it the first properly proportioned SJ/Aku confrontation I’ve ever seen.
Plus of course I was on a variety of panels with such folks as Bob Greenberger, Keith DeCandido, Tim Zahn, and Peter S. Beagle. Always an interesting exchange of ideas.
Overall a great time.
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Idaho!
The very name conjured up images that paraded like a marching band through Something’s head: images of a state shaped vaguely like a golf club or a platform shoe, some city named Boise that he guessed was the capital, the letters I, D, A, H and O, and, well, potatoes. He was sure there was more to Idaho than that, but the author of this chapter was far too lazy to indulge in actual research.
“And what’s in Idaho?” Something asked. “Besides Boise and potatoes, I mean.”
“That,” Barabbas answered gravely, “shall be explained in another chapter.”
“What a cop-out,” Rhode Island Smith muttered under his breath.
Before Bela and Woeisme could react, Jakob grabbed each of them by a hand, pulling the ladies towards him until one was on either side of their would be suitor. There were plenty of thoughts going through his mind as he realized the arrangement, but most of them were unprintable in a public forum.
What made the situation less than ideal was the fact that they were also being approached by two different threats. Lou the Ape Man, a frustrated security guard at the local outlet of a major clothing chain was coming at them from one side.
Upon the other approached El Patata, shouting “Santora!” with every step he took.
Jakob looked upon the situation calmly, not daring to think about the fact that he was actually holding the ladies of his life in his arms. Otherwise his newly discovered backbone (or voodoo created lollipop stick equivalent for those keeping track of what passes for continuity in this story) might drift away, if not in another direction, which would cause even more problems considering his current state of (un)dress. But then again, if that happened, maybe then the ladies would stop giggling whenever they looked downward.
And now we come to that portion of the story in which the author always switches scenes in order to build suspense and keep the readers reading, let alone buying, their books.
Or in other words, Meanwhile…
Doctor Argyle Sullen heard a knock at the front door of Sullen Manor, which was unusual since anyone in their right mind would never visit, and those that did usually just barged in anyway, proving both their mental state and lack of manners.
Since he was in between video games anyway, Doctor Sullen went to answer the door, and was surprised to see who was upon his door step.
“Good evening,” said a distinguished gentleman. He was well dressed and looked like a proper British gentleman from the Victorian Era, if not an old television program fondly remembered by long time fans. “Doctor Sullen I presume?”
“Yes.”
“My name is Barabbas Cullins. My associate and I,” he said, indicating the man next to him, “have arrived to help you with your current potato and potatoe problems to see if we could wrap up some of the situations by Chapter 100.”
As if I have some sort of special insight into the Disney/Marvel purchase. So I’ll say here what I’ve been saying elsewhere and let it be my “official” statement:
I honestly haven’t formed an opinion yet. I’ve seen guesses ranging from “Nothing’s going to change” to “Everything’s going to change.” I think, as with most things, the truth is going to fall somewhere in the middle, and I’m perfectly content to take a wait-and-see attitude.
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