Caricature of me for once!

Me by Frank Boyle.

Frank Boyle by me. These are from my trip to Tourcoing.

Me by Frank Boyle.

Frank Boyle by me. These are from my trip to Tourcoing.

I went to town as Dr. Manhattan last night. Only one person actually said, “oh, there’s Dr. Manhattan”. I thought loads of people would have got it at this stage with the movie coming out next year. One girl on the street said “oh, wait, you’re that guy from the Watch thingy”. Other guesses were The Mask, Stargate(!) and The Grinch (I don’t even know where to start with that one).
I was going to go naked and paint myself from top to toe in blue, but the excessive shaving needed put me off so I decided I’d wear the suit in the end. I ended up sitting beside the only Smurfette in Neachtains too. Oh the blue irony. I saw 3 Jesuses (is that the plural of Jesus?) and a very attractive glass of Guinness, but no other Watchmen.


I’d have loved to get contacts to go with it. Maybe next year. Although maybe next year I’ll be Rorchach.
This made me gasp. It’s stunning, and Guibert has drawn the whole Alan’s War using this technique. Think I’ll put it on my Christmas wishlist.
Via Drawn.

I did the RTE Electoral Compass to see where I stand in the US political landscape. Based on my answers I practically am Barack Obama, although apparently I’m 5% “more progressive” than him on social issues.
I’m not getting excited about this election. I hate George Bush and I think the McCai/Palin ticket is a terrifying prospect, but I think the messianic part of the Obama act is going to be a huge anti-climax for a lot of people when he turns out to be a fallible, toe-stubbing human being. And I speak from experience as someone who stayed up all night in ‘97 watching the New Labour landslide as if I were watching the Return of the Jedi. Look where that got the world. Thanks Tony.