Don’t be that guy. Everyone knows or has at one point interacted with that elevator guy. That guy comes in all types, as well. There are many different elevator guys that will span the gauntlet from annoying and rude to weird and awkward. Let us discover and remember that guy together.

The Broken Compass

The broken compass is that guy who walks into the elevator, hits his floor, and just stares at you: face to face. They have no sense of proper elevator etiquette or direction. The rules are:

1. You hit your floor button.
2. You turn around to face the doors.
3. You say nothing!

Don’t be that guy who makes the other passengers uncomfortable by staring at them for the course of 12 floors. Us working compasses have done nothing wrong and yet we suffer. When you are a passenger to the side you see, out of your peripheral, this situation from time to time. That guy threatens you breaking the 3rd rule! How can you not laugh at the awkwardness of this scene in which two strangers are staring directly at each other while trying to not stare at each other? You can’t! Rule 3 broken. You are that guy, or in this case, that other guy.

Elevator’s Rogue Gallery

There are many other elevator users known as “That Guy”.

• The Dutch-Ovener – Farter
• The Hot Boxer – Smoker dragging in his smoke smell
• The English Impatient – Constantly pushes floor button or close elevator door button at every stop
• The Chatter Box(s) – Usually comes in a group of 2 or more. If alone, do not make eye contact. They are like retards. The second you make eye contact they have to come over to you and retard-chat your head off: Nothing coherent or worth listening to. “great. Yeah, i think the bronze for shot-put in the Special Olympics is great.” Its just awkward and you can’t get away.
• The Fat Lazy Bastard – Gets off at the second floor while everyone on the elevator is going to the 8th floor and up. Check out the Vlog below, by Wpromote, to further understand that guy.

Please, don’t ruin the elevator for the rest of us. Don’t be…that guy.

My first memory of Late Night with Conan O’Brien was in the summer of 1994. It was the summer in between my 5th and 6th grade year. I was sleeping over at a new friend’s house learning the then new Magic the Gathering card game and staying up to watch the then new Late Night with Conan O’Brien. (I also watched an old British show called Red Dwarf). I, of course, being 11 years old did not understand much of the humor, but Conan and Andy had goofy memorable faces. At the time, that was good enough.

Once I was in middle school I began to stay up later. This lead to my first late television watching: scrambled porn. Couldn’t quite get a picture on my room’s TV. Plus, it was just scrambled HBO anyway; but late at night, it’s porn to a 11 year old. After about 5 minutes…I would switch to The Late Show with David Letterman on CBS.

Letterman was my first late television show love. I used to love when he sent Rupert Jee., of the Hello Deli, out to say what Dave told him to say through a hidden headset. Dave had great and memorable interviews with Madonna, Julia Roberts, and Regis Philbin (not to forget Dave’s mindful comments after 9/11). It is ironic that the show I came to appreciate even more, is the same show that Letterman started back in the year of my birth (1982): Late Night. Check out Conan’s first appearance on Late Night here.

Late Nights with Late Night

I started staying up just a little later as I got older. Watching Conan became a standard ritual which also lead to me being tired every day of the week except Saturdays and Sundays. Late Night shaped my humor and to this day I still enjoy the plainly stupid: The laugh for the sake of how dumb something is.

In college I used to order off the Wendy’s dollar menu, when the double stack was made correctly, and watch Late Night every night with my Andy Ricter: Fish. I failed classes by not going due to being so damn tired. And you know what? I’d fail so many more classes to be in that Cone-zone every week night from 12:30 to 1:30.

Some Late Night Favorites

• The Fedex Pope – I was him for one Halloween
• Conan’s trips to other places – Finland and Ireland to name a few
• Triumph the Insult Comic Dog – Star Wars episode II is the best
• The K-9 with a gun
• The final Hunter S. Thompson interview

Final Goodbye

The show was unquestionably funny, so when the last episode aired I did not have to see jokes to remind me of what the show is. I came to respect Conan and his Late Night team to the point that I would rather just see him remember good times with me, the viewer. I watched till the end and heard his thank yous and goodbyes. I even started getting a bit emotional when he started to do so.

Will Conan’s show be the same? Will it be better? What Conan’s future holds is uncertain, but what Conan’s past gave me will be remembered always. Thanks Conan. I will miss Late Night with Conan O’Brien.

Wpromote’s Valentine’s Day Vlog

The Wpromote team has it’s fair share of tales of love, heartbreak, and burning down schools.

On Friday the 13th I went to The Comic Bug, in Manhattan Beach, to pick up some weekly comics and was treated to a nice surprise. A local artist Ruben Martinez was setting up a table to sell and sign some of his prints and books. I was going to buy some comics, but once I looked at his stuff I decided to buy his stuff instead.

He was very friendly – offering to draw a sketch in his The After Life book for me and signing all of the pieces I bought. He also told me about his experience with Stan Lee (I asked) and about his next water color book he is working on.

The art is a mix of cartoony and dark, even twisted at times. The best term to describe it is “fun”. It is truly fun art.

March of the Sugar Squash Goblin

This is my favorite print that Ruben was selling and signing on the 13th. I wish I would have bought more copies so I could give them as gifts. Next time…

SUGAR SQUASH GOBLIN by ~RM73 on deviantART

Bots

This piece was not with him, but I would love to get a print of it. “Bots” is a great example of his work. Cartoonesk robots of all sorts. Very Clamptastic!

BOTS by ~RM73 on deviantART

Ruben is turning into one of my favorite artists and I just recently was introduced to his art. You can view a whole gallery of Ruben Martinez’s work at his online gallery.

The Comic Bug

I would like to note that thanks to Mike Wellman and Jun Goeku of The Comic Bug, I and many others are able to meet great up and coming artists and books which I would not know about otherwise. If you are in the area check out their shop. They have a TV, sofas, mainstream and indie comics, and many more rare items that will make you smile. Thank you Mike, Jun, and Adam (other main staffer) for the great shop and service. See the shop for yourself here!

TMNT: Smash Up

Every once in a while a video game comes along that makes me want to buy a video game system. This is that game.

Alone on the day of love isn’t so bad. It is a Saturday and I do have things to do.

1. Clean my apartment
2. Do 2 loads of laundry
3. Go to the gym

Ok, they may not be exciting things to do, but they are all things that do not take very much mental power. This is perfect for me, on this day, because it gives me time to think about and appreciate the loves in my life.

ClampTastic

On my 26th birthday I was given many things. My family and friends were generous with cash and gifts uniquely for me. My favorite gift was a piece of art designed for me specifically. This pen sketched robot makes me smile, yet feel a sadness as well. I love myself a robot, so of course my Joy derives from my metal friend simply existing. I do feel a sense of sadness from what the bot speaks: “GOODBYE”. The robot is addressing an unknown woman, but is Tobor saying “GOODBYE” because Tobor is killing her or is the piece saying “GOODBYE” to me? ERROR…NO LOVE.

Late Night Duets

There is nothing in the world that makes me feel as complete and loved as I do when I am up at 1 in the morning playing my guitar loud and singing a songs like “Red Letter Day” and “Anne Arbour” with my girl. Her voice fits mine perfectly in key giving the songs I used to sing solo a full richer sound. The songs have more passion and I hear that backing support pushing me to belt-out my song. During those late night duets, my girl and I are one.

Strong Opinions

Truth is, it takes a lot of effort to be as cool as I am. One doesn’t get to be like me on their own. Everyone needs people in their lives to give it to them straight. Case and point: this blog post. This post was originally be about concepts regarding army wives (this post may still come), but a certain someday told me it would not be a fitting blog for Valentine’s day. On a day you are trying to make women happy, do not attack them. Disaster avoided thanks to the opinions of my loved one. This blog turned out better anyway.