In today’s Sunday ads for Target, they had a section for The Beatles Rockband for the XBox 360 along with a wireless guitar you could purchase to play along. Unfortunately, they failed miserably with the copy along side the guitar in question.

The mockguitar is not a Rickenbacker 325, it is most definitely a Hofner bass which Paul McCartney famously played for the band.

THIS is a Rickenbacker 325 (a Rickenbacker 325C64 to be exact, which John Lennon played in 1964 with The Beatles).

This is clearly a FAIL, Target!

Grampa Thrashes the Asphalt While Breathing Easily

I still sit down and read the local newspaper on a daily basis. Today, I saw something in a supplement that made me chuckle. It is the Boomer Times, written by Boomers, for Boomers, sounding just like when Grampa lectures you on how it was back in “his day.” It’s chocked full of useful tips like “How to Order Comfortable Shoes” and “Top Ten Early Bird Restaurants” and the ever golden “Stay Off My Lawn!” On page 19 of the October issue, I came across an ad for the AirSep Portable Oxygen Regenerator and I just shook my head at the second picture on the right side showing savvy seniors using this device. Now I know they are trying to say that 80 is the new 50, but come on, Grampa, use your head! Sure you have your knee pads and elbow pads and your handy oxygen device, but where is your helmet?! That’s really sticking it to the man, Grampa! Who needs a stinkin’ helmet when wobbling about on your grandson’s skateboard? He may break his hip and crack his skull wide open throwing a shower of fine powdered dust into the air when his melon splits in two, but he will not have to worry about his oxygen supply! That is, unless he cracks his head open on it!

I don’t know about you, but I absolutely love the site peopleofwalmart.com. I usually go there once a day to catch up on all the folks I would potentially see if I ever happened to darken the door of a Walmart. Today, while paging through the pictures, I nearly spewed my Mountain Dew all over my laptop when I saw a picture under the title “Belly Buster.” It’s the WALRUS! In the FLESH! Shopping at WALMART! LOL…guess he traded up from his pickup truck spaceship for a Lincoln Towncar…unless that is his vehicle of choice when he is not busy guest starring in my comic. It’s him! Right down to his too small orange tank and black helmet hat! Sure, he has a jacket on and shorts, but it’s his day off.

I should have a contest to have you, my readers, find pictures of the Walrus on line and send me a link so I can put them in a section of this site…you know, one of those “Separated at Birth” kinda deals. Heck, send me pictures you find on the interwebs of photos you think look like any of my characters. I’ll take a look at them, and if I think they do indeed look like that character, I’ll send a signed sketch of that character to the person who sent it to me! And just to be specific, don’t send me a picture of a lizard for Bob, a dog for Max, etc., they need to have at least a passing resemblance to the character.