The strip is probably the only place he and I can discuss religion without getting into a fistfight.  His concern (generally speaking) is something we discuss often, though.  I can't get through a ten minute conversation with my own son without loosing a quiver-full of immaculately constructed lies.   If he had any conception how ridiculous, insulting, and arbitrary his shit was about to get, his quatrains would get even more despondent.   

As I've already suggested, TRON: Legacy contains within it a host of discrete films, and positions you can take, so that at the culmination of the experience you can enjoy the film or brood in the unassailable tower of your own intellect. That may sound facetious, that you can either agree with me or be a Goddamned twat, and these are the only choices available. What's true is that there are many valid ways to approach it, and not all of them leave the film entirely unscathed. I can answer any of the questions posed by the strip very simply, but at the same time I don't want to grant a writer something they haven't earned or paper over their relatively straightforward laziness with my own incalculable power. Scott's suggestion that the club represents Flynn's playlist was pretty funny, I thought.

What the what? Back to back videozzz? I know! It's crazy.

There is a pretty awesome article over at Comics Alliance about some of the casting in Thor, specifically the black casting, because blackity black black. We have made a comic on the topic, and Vantage Point Productions busted their asses to put together a bonus episode of The 4th Panel to accompany it.

New episode today.  Where do your shirts and other Penny Arcade things come from?  They come from here.

With the WoW Glider case having been examined on appeal, the legal furor between Activision Blizzard and the makers of the automation tool is front page news again. We tool the liberty of dramatifying the opening arguments.

Every time I scroll down the page, I'm surprised to see a cat with its dick out.  Every time.  

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My cohort feels bad about his regular Monday game going on hiatus - I would submit - because he hasn't seen or run enough tables to know that far from being a statistical anomaly this is actually the most likely outcome. The misshapen wreckage of promising campaigns is heaped in smoking pyres, charred and unrecognizable. Whole realities are thrown away or put on hold, and the mortals that strove to win them find obliteration instead of a hero's rest.

As Tycho mentioned above I I have decided to take a break from my normal Monday night game. Two years ago this month I approached my friends and asked if they would like to try Dungeons and Dragons. We had been getting together weekly to play the World of Warcraft TCG and I thought it would be fun to try something different. They all agreed to give it a shot and I bought myself the books I needed right before Christmas. In January of 2009 we had our first adventure, just some Kobolds in a cave. I had no idea that two years later they would be battling the five heads of Tiamat in an adventure that spans time and space.

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Last week, I listened as a depleted Gabriel made a startling admission. I'm surprised it took as long as it did, to be honest: for two years he has been codifying the hidden laws of this or that plane, making floating-ass orbs and shit, and generally making other dungeon masters feel bad about the prison gravy they ladle at their own meager tables. It's like, you've got pace yourself, man. These motherfuckers can't be thwarting draconic matriarchs every week. Sometimes they might need to spend a session just opening and closing Tupperware or choosing exactly the right flip-flops.

There is a new 4th Panel, which details the creation of this strip.