Thursday, 18 March 2010


I wouldn't say that my batteries are recharged, but I thought that I'd better give the old blog a bit of a stroke before it slinks off to die. So what to say? Well, I went to the Isle of Man for an interview for a job as Social Media Community Manager for a big poker website. Grand old job title, eh? Basically it involved looking after their presence on blogs, forums, Twitter, Facebook etc. I suppose I should be happy that I made the second round of interviews, sadly I just ended up gutted that I didn't go all the way and get the job. I've never mentioned it on here before, but I like a game of cards. Poker's actually a fairly easy game to become half competent at, and when you do it's entirely possible to make a small amount of money at it. People find that hard to believe, but it's true. Honestly, I could teach anyone to nick a few quid playing low stakes poker. For several years I paid for my comics habit by grinding out profit on a number of online cardrooms. The money I was making was roughly equivalent to what I could've earned working at McDonalds, but playing poker can be fun, whereas flipping burgers and spitting in milkshakes is, well, not. Anyway, I digress, having spent a large whack of the last ten years at the card table I was well up for the idea of working in the industry. It wasn't to be, and while I'm not about to top myself, I didn't feel much like writing anything about comics for a few days after failing to land the job. Sometimes it goes like that.

I'm over the blues now though, so it seems like a good time to resume the old spandex related blathering. Trouble is I haven't got much to say today. Of the stuff I've read lately I can heartily recommend The Twelve: Spearhead, a one-shot drawn and written by Chris Weston. We all know the sad story of The Twelve - great series that just stopped coming out four issues from the end. Well, this isn't issue #9, but it is a fantastic World War II superhero caper featuring all your favourites from The Twelve, plus some special guest stars. The story is a pleasing wee romp, but it's the art that makes this one worth a punt. Weston's one of the best in the biz and he's on fire here. After seeing him draw Nazis, secret bases and WWII tanks I can only say that, even if The Twelve never finishes up, this man needs to draw an Invaders book.


colsmi said...

Welcome back to blogging. Always enjoy popping over to London Loves Comics when there's a new post. Wish you well in the next phase of your endeavours.

As for suggesting Mr Weston for The Invaders: well, how very perfect would that be? Let's hope the special sells & perhaps he'll have the clout to take Cap'n'the lads off on a great big Nazi-kicking. Splendid.

Anonymous said...

I was just going to kick you to see when you were coming back to LLC and here you are. Now get down the mart on Sunday and regale us with a gigantic tale of yellowing tat, smelly geeks and Heroclix.

Dom Sutton said...

Col - ta!

Bruce - not sure I can get a pass for this Sunday mate. Promised to go to John Lewis!

Anonymous said...

Glad to have you back Dom.
Goli Mar,

PS. I know its cheeky but could you plug my quiz. Cheers.

Den said...

Sorry to hear you've been down, and you didn't get the job. I look forward to more blog posts.



Dom Sutton said...

Dave - I will tonight or tomorrow mate.
Den - Ta mate.