Graffiti the Ghost

Clearly there's no future in online content

Stefbot, you suck at Photoshop.

And that brings me to the real purpose of this post.

Let me start by apologizing on behalf of all of us here at GTG. We let you down. We left you out there all alone in this scary, mid-strike entertainment void that we now know as "the world."

"Where did they go?" you were thinking. "Are they striking in support of their comrades, the WGA? How will I get through this without them? What ever happened to Rerun from What's Happening?"

Well, let me answer some of those questions for you: We're right here, you big silly pants! No, we're not actually real writers so we could care less about the WGA. You'll take a deep breathe and thank God for American Idol and Terminator: The Sarah Conner Chronicles. He's been dead for about 5 years now- read a newspaper sometime.

Actually, some of us have excuses for being so lame. Freylock has been working more jobs than a Jamaican recently (an analrapist's work is never done); G-Train, as you well know, has been relocating to London and, um, getting robbed a lot; Stefbot has been, well, probably playing with her dog or something; and I've been hard at work researching great new online channels to fill your broadcast void.

So, without further ado, here are some of the best ones I've found.

My Damn Channel. This is actually the mother ship for a bunch of channels, including the Harry Shearer Channel, The Big Fat Brain Channel (see You Suck at Photoshop, above), and Wainy Days. Haha funny. And weird funny at times, too.

The Lair of the Dreaded Atrox. This one falls into the Funny Friends of Freylock category. Great stuff like Praise Anatomy, which unintentionally exposes the seedy underbelly of everyone's favorite wacky band of bed hopping surgeons. SUCKA PUNCH!!

Super Deluxe. The online home of Bob Odenkirk, among others. Nuff said. They also have a show called The Ding Dong Show, which is actually not as funny as the freak show that we know as Ding Dong, but oh well.

We promise, no writers were harmed in the making of these online shorts. Enjoy.

posted by Jess @ 1:30 PM 1 comments

Leggo my logo

In my perusings of Omnomnomnom yesterday, I stumbled upon a thread I like even better - Faces in Places. A pictorial chronicling of all the big & little faces found in the inanimate(?) world around us. Warning: After viewing a few pages of faces, you will begin looking for and finding faces pretty much everywhere you look. But is that such a bad thing?

Later that day, Jess was commenting on how we should get GTG t-shirts (you know, to commemorate our awesome writing ethic, or something), but alas, we have no logo. So I got to thinking, what would a GTG logo look like? It would need a ghost, and some graffiti, and just a hint of that special something that makes us so, well, special. Five minutes later, I presented her with this masterpiece of Photoshop:



Jess's response? "That's the most retarded thing I've ever seen."

MISSION ACCOMPLISHED.

posted by stefbot @ 1:26 PM 0 comments

Something like a phenomnomnomenon

While the blogosphere waits with bated breath for G-Train's missive, I give you...

om nom nom nom

Or check the origin here.

thnx b 2 dingdong for teh link.

posted by stefbot @ 2:44 PM 3 comments

Called out

Actual text from an email received from one G-Train

Mon, 21 Jan 2008 16:09:18 +0000

Heya suckas-

What's new? yeah that's great. Fascinating. Anyway, enough about you. I've been a luddite in Londinium lately and haven't been up on the email tip. But now it's 2008 and Galeon's got a fresh new writing ethic. Writer's strike or not, I'm going to start drizzling some blogsauce on the internet, stat. I've been burglarized, pickpocketed, and got in a fistfight with a bunch of kiwis. And that's all in the first month in Londinium. Got a lot to write about.


Figured this was the only way G was going to live up to his promise. Great post, G. No really. Slice of fried gold. Good on ya, mate.

posted by Jess @ 5:49 PM 1 comments