I am so thrilled to see that Crossed is doing a free webcomic!! The pictures below link to issues one and two, and I guess they’re going to be posting them weekly, on Thursdays. Crossed, which has done a few series in print (and still is), is one of my favorite comics. Of course that means that it’s post-apocalyptic. In this case a virus has broken out that turns the victims into sexually depraved sadistic psychopaths (and it’s called crossed because they get a cross-shaped rash on their faces). I’ve never seen more sodomy or more torture in a comic. It’s the most evil perverse comic I’ve ever read, and it’s actually quite shocking that it exists in the mainstream, not deep underground, or at least in tentacle rape Japan. I think if I was going to get another comic tattoo (I already have a Jim Woodring sleeve) or another perverse tattoo (hello BME/HARD gaycocktorture chestpiece), Crossed would be high on the list.
Adults only! But really that applies to my blog as well, so need I say it?
I’ve been downloading them and converting them to CBR files so I can read them on my tablet.
The print issues push the boundaries much further. The original series by Garth Ennis and Jacen Burrows is incredible, as are the follow-ups Family Values and Psychopath. I think there’s a new one coming soon called Badlands that I’m eagerly awaiting while I enjoy this free web series. The adept searcher can find them online in the obvious places but I hope that if you download a pirate copy you’ll enjoy it enough to invest in the real deal to support the creators. As I’ve said many times, too many great comics die a young death. Oh and if you enjoy crossed you must also check out the BlackGas series (two short three part volumes have been released two date), which are very similar in character.
On the perverted tattoo note, my doctor actually saw my chestpiece for the first time a couple weeks ago. I wasn’t sure if I should warn him somehow when he said “can you take your shirt off for this”, especially because he’s a great guy that’s done a lot for me and I don’t want to risk that relationship. He just said something along the lines of, “wow, that’s quite a tattoo!” and left it at that. Well, not that he didn’t already know I was a bit odd!!! I actually have had a positive turn of luck medically in the last week, and have a long line of tests coming up. I have a long EEG study booked in a couple weeks (I think related to my breathing stoppage and oxygen deprivation issues, which is good since that’s one of the things that easily could do me in short-term), and then an appointment mid-summer with a doctor that’s apparently a national expert on these subjects that I’ve been waiting to hear from for six months. My CT imaging is still falling through the cracks, but I have doctors fighting for me which is really nice.
I also had a whole bunch of bloodwork done earlier in the week, which was an odd experience to say the least. I showed up for the tests at 8:30 AM but the tech was 45 minutes late, and when he arrived he was obviously extremely frazzled. I’m sure the fact that when he printed out the labels for the vials of blood for me, the string of stickers was a meter and a half long. He has to do not just the taking of blood and giving of other tests (I’ve had heart monitoring done there for example), but also data entry and all the clerical tasks of the office. There used to be two people working there (and since it’s a little room on a lonely floor, another person would have been nice not just for workload but also just for company), but when the senior guy died of old age, they never replaced him “for budgetary reasons” and doubled the young guy’s workload. He spent the whole time he was taking vial after vial of blood out of me complaining sadly about how no one there respects him and how terrible the job is. He wasn’t so much angry about it — he was more depressed than anything. His voice was cracking and his eyes were welling up with tears. It was extremely awkward. I wasn’t sure how to respond…