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02 May 2010

Sunday 7: Lemon's Not A Loser In Springfield

We sign off the comicsblog and round out tonight's Sunday 7 with a few images from last weekend's upset at The Springfield Pie-Off's Blueberry Pie Contest.  We owe a lot to the events of that fateful afternoon, a day that began like any other yet ended, for some, in tragedy. Twenty-eight pies entered that contest last Saturday, and twenty-eight pies were consumed by the highly trained panel of judges before a winner was declared. 

To call the the rogue Lemon Custard that came out on top and won the day a long shot - even a dark horse - would be a severe understatement. We don't know if it was intentional, deserved, or a bitter, ironic joke that went too far. But twenty-seven blueberry pies were defeated by a pie that couldn't help but be different. There's a morale or two in that story, we're sure of it. But for now, we ask that you enjoy the few photos we were able to snag before the pandemonium overtook us and we were forced to run back to the safe confines of our humble Home Office.  But be warned, dabblers: if you live in Springfield, these pics might very well be NSFW...

The Springfield Pie Off's Official Logo

Three of the many trained & certified professional 
Pie Judges eating and judging pie

The Lemon Custard that took everyone by
surprise at the Springfield Pie Off's 
Blueberry Pie Contest last weekend

And that's our Sunday 7! Hope you had a blast dabblers; we sure did!

19 April 2010

SuperComputer X-Tra: SPRINGFIELD PUNX by Dean Fraser

Yesterday, we brought dauntless dabblers of every demographic some sweet Alan Moore flavored desktop adornment - and to rave reviews.  Thanks much to everyone who left us Back Issues telling us just how much they loved what Mustard cooked up! We're back at it again today, but this time bringing y'all some art that's a little closer to the Home Office - well, sorta.

Springfield PUNX is illustrator Dean Fraser fabulously funny ongoing web project.  A fellow Blogspot blogger, Fraser  skillfully takes characters from pop culture and 'Simpsons-izes' them.  It's a great take on comic book fan-art that he applies to a whole cast of characters, from Fight Club's Tyler Durden to Christopher Nolan's Batman crew.

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He pulled together greater comic-dom's superhero community for the group above, which we've got for you here in Supercomputing desktop wallpaper size. Mad fun stuff, especially as guys like a classic James Bond, the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, and even the folks from Heroes have found their way into Fraser's artistic aggregate.

The trip to Fraser's Springfield blog was one of the best webcations we've had in the past, oh, 36 hours -- and we're sure you'd enjoy a quick stop to sight-see, too.  Where else besides Fox TV would you find the Dark Knight's denizens looking so Simpsons-y? Exactly. Visit Springfield PUNX right [here].

05 January 2010

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03 January 2010

ZHU ZHU: Making of A Modern Monster


Springfield's a far cry from being mistaken as a news-making metropolis, but thanks to the Zhu Zhu, our temporary hometown might just make the national news.  


It seems like just yesterday that we sat huddled about the 19-inch flat screen The Dabbler scored at Wal-Mart's Black Friday sale, glued to the set as NBC news reported the possible dangers of the Christmas season's hottest toy fad - Zhu Zhu Pets.   Apparently, the San Francisco-based Good Guide  gave the  Zhu Zhu's - and in particular the ''Mister Squiggles" Zhu Zhu - a low safety rating because it may  have contained higher-than-allowed levels of antimony, a heavy metal which if ingested can make children sick, causing lung and heart problems, ulcers and diarrhea - an affliction some call  Zhu Zhu Flu.


Zhu Zhu's, we also learned that December 7th day, are manufactured in St. Louis, MO, but with parts made in China.  The latter fact undoubtedly spurred the CPSC to investigate Mister Squiggles with all due haste; and perhaps too hastily, the CPSC then exonerated Zhu Zhu Pets with a clean bill of health.  Perhaps because the Zhu Zhu appeared an innocent and small fluffy-animal toy, or maybe because parents could satisfy their child's Zhu Zhu craving at $10 a pop, the toy's  potential hazards have remained overlooked.


Until this past weekend, that is.  On Saturday afternoon, a six-year-old boy and his seven-year-old sister apparently wanted to test the CPSC's Zhu Zhu diagnosis on two toys their mother had snagged for them at the aforementioned Black Friday sale at Wal-Mart. Within a span of minutes of unsupervised play, both children had decapitated their Zhu Zhu's, with the boy becoming ill shortly thereafter from  having actually ingested the head of his toy hamster.  Have you heard about this? 


The Springfield Zhu Zhu Incident was inevitable; that it occurred here only makes the horror more palpable, but no less real.  What transpired over the weekend was senseless, and never had to happen - and the event raises questions now that the CPSC and other watchdog groups should have addressed a month ago.  For despite the Zhu Zhu's lack of  toxicity, they remain a very real and very present danger.   All-too-real in their appearance, their likeness to real hamsters  is a similarity too close for comfort.  


Since the Columbine tragedy of a decade ago, parents groups have become quite vocal with their concerns over violent toys, from toy guns to cowboy and Indian costumes to action figures and GI JOE.  Many of these groups, like the 5,000 member strong Lion and The Lamb Project, have taken the issue to Congress with demands that the government protect children from violent entertainment. Toys, cartoons, and console video games have all been targeted as the conveying vessels of violence.  Those who opposed their stance have emphasized the important role of parental supervision.  Nevertheless, the belief that toys and games and TV lead kids to violence remains an ongoing  and heated debate.


If links between violent toys and games truly lead to violent behavior, where toy guns, for example, are mistaken for real guns, the Springfield Incident begs yet another question:  just how safe are real hamsters in a world where children playfully bite the heads from their  Zhu Zhu dopplegangers?  


Abbracadabbling paid a visit to the Zhu Zhu Pets homepage HERE, where we found this description of the sell-out toys:  The best alternatives to real live hamsters, Zhu Zhu Pets™ hamsters don’t poop, die, or stink, but they are still a riot of motion and sound. Darting around in their hamster tubes, busily scurrying from room to room, you never know where they’ll go next! 


Obviously, kids mouths is where they'll go next.  Dabblers, if you've ever owned a real hamster, yo know that living hamsters are every bit the 'riot of motion and sound' that Zhu Zhu's claim to be.  This being so,  where does the demand for Zhu Zhu's come from? Unlike our need for lawn flamingos in a country where few exist, living hamsters were in no short supply the last time we looked.  Why do we need a 'best alternative' if no shortage exists?


No shortage today, at least, but the extinction of the hamster might not be far away. Springfield's weekend headline may just be the first - or the reported first - of a growing trend of violence that could have real consequences in an all-to-real world.  Especially when the line has blurred between what's 'real' and what's 'not real' to this extent:
As a safety precaution, we've taken the liberty of indicating that of the two photographs above, the image on the left is of a 'real' hamster, while the image to its right is of Zhu Zhu hamsters that are 'not real'.  Clear  distinctions are possible upon close inspection, but a cursory glance would likely leave any adult  unaware of the pictures' differences. With Zhu Zhu Pets primarily being marketed to children ten and under, the inherent dangers of easy mistakes become obvious - as do the dire consequences these mistakes hold for the hamster community.


In light of recent events, Springfield has had to grow up. Awareness of the dangers realistic toys and other forms of entertainment pose for children, especially when unsupervised, is acute.  While a child may not seem inclined to mouth a living rodent and family pet, the decapitation of two Zhu Zhu pets this weekend has cast a doubt on that assumption.  Had one of the kids placed the barrel of a toy AK-47 into his mouth instead, would the matter have remained in the purview of the local news? 


That, and other tough questions, must be asked. If toys, action figures, and cuddly Zhu Zhu's are indeed indistinguishable from their real-world counterparts by some children, our communities may not be as safe as we'd like to think.  Is the CPSC addressing this concern?   The level of threat will only increase  if our preference for the Virtual becomes greater than our desire for the Actual.  If we do nothing, not only will hamsters become extinct, but Humanity may be right behind them.


Zhu Zhu Linkage:

  • A short biography of Mister Squiggles [link]
  • Mister Squiggles exonerated [link]
  • Zhu Zhu hamsters blog [link]
  • Zhu Zhu Pets 2010 PDF catalog [link]

18 October 2009

Purposeful Umbrellas

I've been preparing for the Big 3-1 in baby steps; today's was the purchase of a black compact "ghost" umbrella. Dabblers, I'm crossing two fingers that fall's fickle weather holds out for you, wherever you call home. Nothing's scarier on Halloween than an isolated shower.
We'd be lucky to score one like that in Oregon. Seriously. Something's up in Springfield -- literally up. No moon has been seen for a week, and the sky above this town is cloudy and pregnant. This is the weather. An atmosphere of collective uneasiness is crawling down the streets and the weather's to blame.
There's been storming for days now, but not the Storm people were expecting. Down at Wal-Mart or while waiting in the AM-PM line for gas and cheap cigarettes -- everywhere I've gone, Springtuckians (the word for the permanent residents here) have Storm on their lips, or at least on their minds. Even an almost-outsider like me can tell.
Probably why it rattles me a bit, too. The sky's noticeably dark lately, mornings to bedtime. "Full of gravestone heavies", to use the vernacular. Clouds are stuffed to bursting, except they don't, or won't. They prefer to threaten, water drops like warnings. When the rain's heavy, as it's been once or twice, it pelts the roof with a brief staccato, like mockingbirds when they attack. The downpours are swift and fierce orgasms, cut short with none of the release or unwind.
And everyone can sense the air of displeasure. The clouds meant to be furious, quick visitors instead hover like seeking grey markers; isolated showers carrying umbrellas, below a heavy and stagnant sea.
Am I in a (creative) mood tonight or what?!?
Halloween '09 continues for its SECOND SCARY WEEK beginning Monday, October 19th -- right here on abbracadabbling, everyone's favorite comicsblog!

05 October 2009

Springfield: My Nice Little Town

I'm taking a bit of a detour from comics tonight to touch on something a little closer to home. And to do just that, I needed to find the answer to a bit of trivia. So I asked around. Raley didn't have a clue. My cousin didn't, either. Tell me, do you know how many towns or cities in the United States are named Springfield?
If Rand McNally is to be believed, the answer's thirty-four. [One source I found quibbled there's actually thirty-five Springfield's in the country, the plus-one belonging to a ghost town somewhere in North Dakota.]
I'm blogging to you live from Springfield #25 in Oregon. #25 lies just across the Willamette River from Eugene, the state's third-largest city. [Eugene's also the place my fascination with comics began, way back before I even entered first grade. Mom used to buy me the big Treasury Editions that Marvel and DC Comics published in the mid-1970's. But lest I digress, that story will keep for another blog.] If you're really curious about the lay of the land, I've got a map you'll love here.
Portland's the regional Metropolis, less than a hundred miles away on Interstate 5. Whenever I get one of my cravings to immerse myself in civilization, up the road I go, pedal to the metal. It's very safe to say the highlights of my stay here in Oregon have been those trips to Portland. The city's cool and green, rivers and bridges all about, and it's a comic town. Dark Horse Comics and Bluewater Productions call Portland home. So does Brian Michael Bendis and Rick Remender.
To its credit, Eugene does have two comic books shops. Springfield, unfortunately, doesn't have any. But the little town I call #25 does have: 73,465 neighborly folks, a really big Wal-Mart that's always open, and as of this weekend, a Fall rainy season making an early comeback.
Although I'd never been to #25, the town seemed strangely familiar to me from the moment I stepped off the train from San Francisco. I was experiencing firsthand the immense power of popular culture. From my subsequent adventures on the internet Googling Springfield, I got at least a snapshot of how that power's reach.
Popular Culture has a very long arm, of course, and I can't say I was shocked in the least by what I found. Dismayed, yes, but not shocked. I learned that if Americans are able to tell you anything about Springfield (and most can), it's that a family with the last name Simpson live there. Although things varied a little between the forums I Googled, the majority of the twenty-something posters really believed that the Simpson's town of Springfield, which was either founded in 1987 when the characters first appeared on the Tracy Ullman Show or in 1989 when The Simpsons debuted, literally exists.
The discussions weren't debating Springfield's existence; rather, the forum members I found were thoughtfully presenting their own rationales as to which of the real world Springfield's was also the place where Bart went skateboarding and Lisa went to school. The top two contenders seemed to be the Springfield's of Massachusetts and Illinois, with Illinois the most popular choice. That kind of made me shudder. If it weren't for my list with thirty-four names on it, I probably would've picked Illinois, too. For a rounded education on Homer's hometown geography, go here.
Okay, I'm kidding. I was a college freshman when The Simpsons became a staple of my Sunday nights, old enough to understand the subtle differences between animation and reality. It certainly seems like those lines have been blurred in the last twenty years, though.
I'm a lucky guy. While most of Generation Y only thinks 'Simpsons' when they hear Springfield, I'm happy to say that I do not. That word only makes one thing pop into my head: GI JOE.
Several publishers have made the rounds publishing GI JOE comic books, but none of them have come close to Marvel Comics' GI JOE: A Real American Hero by Larry Hama and Mike Vosburg. Marvel launched the series to correspond with the 1982 debut of Hasbro's toy line, and I was instantly sold on both.
GI JOE was hands-down my favorite and I read each issue ten times if I read them once, and Issue #10 (1983) probably got read twelve at least. The story, "A Nice Little Town Like Ours," introduced COBRA's most sinister base to JOE fans everywhere -- a Stepford suburbia of a town with a very dark secret, and its name was Springfield.
Hama also hinted that the Springfield of Issue #10's storyline may not be the only one in the country prone to a nasty snake infestation. Even after all this time, I still think that idea is more than awesome.
I haven't gone out looking for any COBRA agents since I made my temporary home #25, though I'm sure I'll have plenty of time to search before I get back to the Bay. I did manage to pull some photos out from the old album, however. If you'd like to drop by for a visit, I'm sure I can find a day or two to show you the sights.