From the CEO’s desk: October Edition

Greetings all, it’s twitchy, your lovable CEO of SSB, here with another monthly update!  (Yes they will be monthly now)

Someone once said that we should be the change that we want to see in the world.  I want a world that’s full of fun things and combat sports.  I suppose I should stay the course then, right?

From the CEO’s desk: On the Other Side

Going to comic conventions and such growing up, I always wondered what it was like for the people on the other side of the table.  Yesterday I got that chance.  Joining me for the ride was Justin and Jesse.

Thanks to Matt Dunford, we were part of a grassroots comic convention held at So Cal Comics.  

It was pretty damn fun.  We got to show off our comic, talk to people, and have people read about a group of people that eat cheese-covered onion rings and talk shit about thirsty artists that wanna get their dick wet.   I also met some cool comic creators and we all bonded over our shared love of geekery and all types of ill shit.

I only wish I brought a chair.  For as fun as it was, it also showed just how much of a gap there was between us and comic creators that have been doing the con thing for a while.  They had banners, tablecloths, and comics for sale.  We just had the beta runs for our SSB mangaZINE for reading.

Oh well, you live and you learn.  I wound up heading to HIVE and hung out with Ferris and some of my gym friends from The Boxing Club.  We watched the triple G fight.  I’ll leave my comments on that fight on a later post.

I think Megan had a birthday karaoke thing too.  I wound up going to SoHo afterward.

It was a long day.  I spent most of today being a potato playing Destiny 2.

Time flies when you’re having fun right?

Oh yeah, we should be having our comic for sale within a month.  Things are happening, friends, so stay tuned.

Peace, love, and SSB’s on Instagram now?   WTF when did this–,

Francis

Hammer Time

Ever taken a hammer to the head before? No, I don’t mean an actual hammer. I’m talking about the squeaky toy hammers that are usually sold to kids so they can hit things with the reward of a high pitch squeak to enjoy every single time.

When it comes to Asian television, there are a lot of variety shows that feature a big squeaky toy hammer to serve as a punishment by having its cast members being hit on the head by them. Why? Simple, it’s fun, funny, and for sure doesn’t cause that much physical damage to a person. After watching these comedians using these hammers I decided that I needed to buy one for myself and have some fun with some of my friends.

As I started my journey, I realized one thing, there are so many different hammers to get and there was huge difference one the kind of hammers when it comes to country of origin.

So I first started with a cheap one dollar hammer that I bought from a local Japanese dollar store. Needless to say, after doing some rigorous testing, this small cute toy hammer was left in pieces and my head had a new bump on it that wasn’t previously there. The pink part where you’re supposed to hit someone with had so little resistance when it came to compressing that the plastic part it was attached to destroyed me.

The first hammer broken into four pieces.

With that massive failure, I redoubled my efforts into finding a new hammer, one that could withstand the abuse we would put it through. First off, there was a small hammer which was cute, but definitely should only be used for kids as there was no in fact that the hammer would last that long. The mid-sized hammer that I tested next was decent, and the fact that it was cheap on Amazon, meant that I could buy more if I needed to. Was it THE hammer that I wanted? Absolutely not. So my adventure continued to find THE hammer. A week later, after paying an absurd amount for shipping, my friend received a hammer straight from Korea. After testing it a few times, I had finally found it, the squeaky toy hammer to top all squeaky hammers had finally graced me with its presence and it was incredible.

The one true hammer to destroy them all.

This hammer, not only could it withstand our abuse, it in turn gave us quite a bit of hurting, with such massive surface area, coming in at a whopping [need measurements], not only did it hurt more of our heads, it had a lot “oof” behind it. So was it worth it to buy this hammer where the shipping was about six times more than the actual price of the hammer? Yeah, I’d like to say it is, so far it has brought us great joy and pain, maybe a bit more pain to be totally honest though.

Kicks Out At 2 1/2

Salutations all! As most of you might have heard, ‘The Nature Boy’ Ric Flair is currently being hospitalized, in a medically induced coma, and is awaiting surgery from what I hear is organ failure (Please don’t quote me on that though). Honestly, I’ve been kind of confused from all the stories that have been coming out but i digress. I’m writing this here post to share what kind of influence Ric Flair had on my life. I’ll try to keep it short.

As long as I can remember, while watching WWF or WCW. I’ve always been a fan of the “heel” or the “bad guy” if you’re unfamiliar with wrestling insider terms. Growing up, there was no better heel than Ric Flair. The 16x World Champ was extravagant, cocky, brash, and villainous during his in-ring career. He bragged about his skill in and outside the ring, how much money he had, and how much better he was than all of the fans in attendance and watching at home. All these qualities and traits that would make me absolutely HATE any other man, didn’t apply to Flair. He made being the bad guy ‘cool’.

“I’m every woman’s dream, and every man’s nightmare”

– Ric Flair

In a world (of wrestling) filled with ‘Do gooding’ gigantic tanned meat heads in ripped shirts. Flair stood alone, looking proper in his gator shoes, perfectly quaffed hair, and custom tailored suites and robes. He was unique in every way. Watching Flair break the mold of what a Wrestler should look and act like changed me. I didn’t want to be like everyone else. I didn’t want to like what everyone else liked. I didn’t want to dress how everyone else did. I strived to set myself apart from the people around me at a young age and that’s definitely something I still do to this very day. Sure I became a little bit of a snob or as some of you would call it “a hipster” but being that way helped me develop appreciation for originality in all walks of life. I loved being different, the feeling was freeing to me. I credit Ric Flair for teaching me something that most people don’t get until their late 20’s. Now I know I could have totally misinterpreted what Flair was all about when I was young. if so, it was probably the best mistake I’ve ever made.

I’m Hoping and praying that he pulls through this ordeal. Me and the rest of SSB would love to see him recover and strut out of that hospital and straight into a limousine. 

From the CEO’s desk

Hey howdy SSB readers, it’s your CEO twitchy back at you with some updates!

  • First off, we’ve got our first copies of the SSB Zine #1 off to the press!  This very very limited run is gonna be available to only a few people, as we’re going to make a few tweaks here and there before going for the official release.   Street date for the first batch is gonna be in September, so be on the lookout!
  • Hajimete No Gal’s a fanservicey anime, but the main character’s girl is so nice and sweet that it’s a breath of fresh air.  She totally took the “Bitchy GAL” stereotype and turned it on its head.  Lovely.
  • I’m trying to gather up some scripts for the next batch of comics.  Ivan actually wrote a comic involving Josh and Jimmy that’s got idols.  It’s gonna be deep trash.
  • The Ducktales reboot is really good.  Really really good.  Watch it!

Persona 5 – How I learned to stop worrying and steal hearts

I’ve just gone through my 4th playthrough of Persona 5.  I’ve logged over 300 hours and my Persona completion rate sits at a solid 94%.  Did that game shatter expectations?  Yes.

I’m sure you’ve already read plenty of reviews on this game, seen metacritic scores, etc….so any of my regular readers should already know how good the damn game is.

I think I’ve finally pinpointed what’s kept me playing this game, even after the first playthrough.  The ending.

OBVIOUS SPOILER WARNING ALERT

Having saved Tokyo from a fate worse than death, Akira (the protag’s manga name and his name in my game) is faced with his imminent sentencing for his part in the events that transpired in the year.  He doesn’t shy away from it, rather, he chooses the reason why he goes to the pokey.  His teammates, or the fate of the world.  Pretty badass.  He then spends time with his loved ones, for the first 3 straight playthroughs, it was Makoto for me, and for my latest playthrough, it was Ann.  Even their christmas date is sullied somewhat by the thought of his impending sentencing.  Those girls are perceptive as all hell.

On Christmas, instead of celebrating, the team gathers at Leblanc, realizing what Akira’s done.  They then steel their resolve to get him out of jail.  The Phantom Thieves along with Akira’s maxed confidants all rally to help get Akira out of prison.  They eventually succeed and Akira is released on the 13th of February.  Morgana pops up later, not dead.

He then has a romantic evening with Makoto.  Or Ann.  I’m going for Haru next.

After saying his final good-byes, the gang all pile into a Citroen van (much like Mona’s car form) and kick off an awesome road trip.  Ryuji says something nice, which is something we should all remember.

If you wanna change the world, all you have to do is just look at it differently… am I right?

Wise words, Ryuji.

My take on the ending is this.  It took the self-sacrifice themes of Persona 3’s Minato, and the group dynamics and bonds of Persona 4’s Yu, and rolled it up into an ending that really truly made me happy.  You come through the game feeling refreshed and good about yourself, much like Akira when he sticks his head through the sunroof of the van in the closing moments of the game.

And like the Phantom Thieves in that van, your adventures aren’t ending yet.   There’s always something to look forward to, just as long as you have hope.

That’s the message that SSB’s been carrying too.  Shit’s not so bad, right?

Oh….and I miss Tokyo.  So much.

The Strawberry Scented Fantasy Football League

Oh boy, oh boy…Ladies and gentlemen the talking of proverbial “smack” has begun!

From all corners of the world and from all realms of existence people are coming out of the woodwork to tell me about how they would destroy me in some Fantasy Football.

From emails, texts, DM’s, Snaps, even by assault with deadly Facebook-account I am being attacked in preparation for this seasons antics. Well all I can say my good friends is that I hope you are prepared in the most proper way possible. I am coming out in the most tip top Shane Falco form of competition and there is no Coach McGinty to hold me back from my quest to reign supreme. I welcome all sorts of competition, Sports Guru’s, Auto Drafters, Former FF Champions, Waiver Wire Surfers, I don’t care!

I’ll be starting my very own Strawberry Scented Fantasy Football League In the next day or so with plans of bringing the respective internet friends and family along with a live draft. Friendships will be broken, tortilla chips will be consumed, wide screen high definition broadcasts will be watched, and an epic live draft will take place.

The New Kid on the Blog

Hey what’s up guys! My name is Ivan and I just joined the team not too long ago.

Just a little about me:

I enjoy all kinds of things like anime, manga, etc. Out of everything though, the one thing I truly love the most would be the films and TV shows that Asia releases. It’ll be my dream one day to work on something in the Asian entertainment world, whether it’s a film or a simple variety show, I’d still be happy with it. So, why not start with a simple comic story right?

There’s a whole lot to me, but let’s not bore each other anymore and move on to more interesting things/stories!

Oh and the Asian guy in the picture isn’t me… just making sure you guys know.

Old Man Diary

-DISCLAIMER: NO PICTURE BLOG. YOU ACTUALLY HAVE TO READ THIS ONE-

Someday in the not so far away future my daughter is going to laugh and shake her head at the concept of a “blog” or a “taxi,” or “Twittering.” Think about how drastically our world has changed just from three decades ago when the internet was a novelty. Than consider how far we could be only five decades from now into the future, a time in which you and I will still be alive but the picture and reality of our world could be completely shifted.

Every morning I wake up and consume a massive bowl of granola cereal and then wake my daughter up so she could get ready for school. Every time I see my daughter, I realize how fast she’s growing and how old i’m getting. I seriously cringe at the sound of my age and find myself thinking of my life (so far) more and more often.

Like most people taking a stroll down memory lane there is always something you wish you could take back and re-do. I, being a perfectionist for most things, have a huge amount of things I wish I could have re-done, but the point is that you do what you have to do, and don’t look back with regret. I’ve changed a great deal since my “Hypebeast” days and way more since my dragonball hair days. Things ALWAYS change and as long as you carry that same youthful energy that you’ve had since you were a kid, and make it shine through everything you do, you can’t go wrong. which is why I can’t be anything but happy with the outcome of my life.

Just know without a doubt that every season incites more growth. who really knew what they wanted growing up anyway? When I was younger I wanted to be a Weather Man by day and a Cop by night. Fast forward 20 something years and I’m a elemantary school teacher…and then a leasing agent..and then a teacher again.

Life is a trip.

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Get Up!

It’s morning and the mattress and pillows seem to literally be exerting a physical force on your body. There is an unexplainable pull reaching out from the soft surface of your bed and forcing you to stay in bed and ignore the issues of the day. This morning featured an especially strong pull, I’m still struggling to get myself ready for work, so I’ve decided to throw the above track on here not only for all of you but for myself also. J Cole makes quite the funky head nodding assortment of good music and I find this track to be of the perfect variety to make me hop out of bed and start head nodding around the room like I was too cool to actually dance at a club. Time to make moves folks.