Alan Plus Chris At The Movies

That other guy seems to have dropped his game a bit, so I think it's time for me to swoop in and steal his girlfriend.

Chris and Alan are two characters who have very little interaction. Sure, Chris is aware of Alan, and Alan knows who Chris is, and they've even been on a time travelling adventure together. It's just that they rarely interact- even in that time travelling adventure Alan mostly tagged along in the background before delivering the hilarious punchline with characteristically superb comic timing.

It has been painstakingly noted before by someone or other that despite this strange distanced orbiting of one another, the two characters have a multitude of fundamental similarities. It is with some pleasure that I am the first to provide a link to the most explicit example of this to date.

And now that Alan is going to see Chris' movie, we may be well positioned to expect more such intermingling of tandem pop-cultural observations. Could this be the beginning of a beautiful friendship? Will Chris continue to consider Alan as that weird kid, blissfully unaware of the self-deprecation contained in such a designation? Stay tuned.

To Superosity, I mean. Not this place. This place's output is so completely sporadic that you probably have time to tune out and make a few massive sandwiches before there will be anything new here.

What Is Superosity, Anyway?

Superosity is delicious. It is the very essence of joy. When life gets me down, Mrs. Brown, and things seem hard or tough, it's Superosity which brings things back into perspective. When I'm feeling pimply and my knees are turning blue, it's Superosity which eases my nervousness. A cure to despair procured from a strange man in the unexpectedly dusty corner of a garish casino. Superosity is a full pack of cards and each one a Joker. A wild ride to the legendary all-you-can-eat buffet with nothing but seafood. And ice cream. As sobering a dose of unreality as half a bottle of gin swallowed in one gulp after a hard day in the salt mines, the remainder of the bottle being reserved for after you've vomited up the first half.

Without Superosity, the world would be a cold place indeed. It is hard to imagine how humanity ever existed prior to its creation.

A Short Textual Novelette

A short graphic novella which asks you to buy it in the very last panel, the one point at which you have certainly already read the entire thing! It's like Steal This Book, except completely different!

Perhaps I will get my act together and say things I want to say one day. Please buy this Short Textual Novelette.

Weird Science

Oho! So now new Barton makes his own observation about weirdness. Will everybody now take turns distributing similar claims? Probably not, but just in case we had better start keeping a tally:

Reader thinks the weird guy is weird.
Weird guy thinks the reader is weird.
Boardy thinks Chris is weird.
New Barton thinks Chris is weird.
Chris thinks Snap owning new Barton is weird, and so might now think Snap is weird.

So that's one weird point for the weird guy, one weird point for you and I and the general audience, two weird points for Chris, and a possible weird point for Snap.

With two weird points, Chris is currently the weird one.

An Oddity Or Two

Ever since my first birthday (where I made merry and coloured it with enamel), I have been trying to write an account of Barton. But he is a major character and it is difficult to decide how to approach the subject without writing too much. And I am lazy.

In the meantime, note the correlation between this latest offering and this Sunday feature from days that once were. However, this time things aren't so certain... who's the weird one? Just one of thirty four kajillion little touches that make Superosity special.

Happy First Anniversary Superosity Makes Me Gay!

One year ago I discovered my purpose in life: to tell the world just precisely how splendiferously fantastic the underacclaimed webcomic Superosity is, and maybe also reclaim the definition of "gay" if feasible. I quickly determined that the best way to do so would be to start a blog and not tell anybody about it. Superosity Makes Me Gay was the end result of this thought process. The bastard child of a pair of brain cells not quite managing to climb over one another.

One year has passed and the mission has proceeded smoothly. At least three people and maybe even four have now read the celebratory words herein. One of those people was even the very creator of Superosity himself! The first year was indeed a fine year of preaching to a very small and inattentive choir. I have a feeling that the second will be even better!

Happy Tenth Anniversary Superosity!

Superosity turns white to commemorate the completion of its tenth year! It is the magical every colour which is also no colour at all. Let us put on our novelty "10" monocles and tape 1s over the 0s to celebrate this momentous occasion.

Superosity Makes Me Gay will have its first anniversary ten days after Superosity had its tenth. This was of course the plan from the very beginning.