Words go here. Posted on Tuesday 16Aug05, at 2:42 am.   Hey, look there. Yet another wonderful update from your friends here at Sold Out. We love you here at Sold Out. We think of you as more than friends. You're close to us, and we appreciate that, and like to show our affections with little things we like to call updates. We know they're not much, but they're the best we can do. Greed is an interesting thing, isn't it? I mean, Xeranthis laid to waste and entire planet just because they could no longer give him anything. Maybe if he had waited a few years for the planet to prosper again, maybe it could have thrived and lived prosperously. Instead, Lain and Sami are fighting giant fucking mutant zombies spawned by residue of dark magic. These last two paragraphs are really just set ups, because right now as I write this I'm currently in Vegas and frankly the rest of the fucking world is about eight million miles away at this point and I could give less of a fuck about them. So, this is a set up for a segway into talk about greed in Sin City. I am so a master at this writing shit. Vegas is truly a crazy town. It's the only place I have ever been where you throw down a five dollar bill and go “...eh, it was just five dollars.” There have been days I have lived off less than five dollars, and I just threw it down and lost it in less time than it takes me to bang my head against the wall and scream about why I lost all my money on that little red number. Vegas is a city powered by greed. It's not just greed for money either. I would dare say lust is a form of greed, it's just greed for..something different. You could have been born without a set of reproductive organs. You could be a fucking Ken doll. You would STILL at least once or twice go “...damn” in this city. I'm seriously having troubles keeping my eyes above, oh, roughly chest level. I wonder why. Many great philosophers have expounded upon why humans desire what other humans have, so I won't today. I mean, of course, I'm great and everything, but certainly not a great philosopher. I'm just an arm chair philosopher. Philosophy is the sort of thing best saved for pot smoking liberal arts majors who will never get a job once they get out of college but in the meantime they totally have shit figured out. We don't need money baby, we just need a good idea. You're not just inticed to throw down money here. Oh no, you want to throw down MORE money than the guy next to you. You're just thinking “Maybe if I win a lot of money here that cute girl will notice and we can go back to her room and have sex.” Or maybe even “Maybe if I lose a lot of money here that cut girl will notice and feel sorry for me, and she'll take me back to her room and have sex. I'm just stating facts here, don't stone the messenger for delivering the message. I have to say though, after a summer of doing pretty much nothing but wandering around doing as much as possible...I'm looking forward to returning to work and school and leading a normal life. Because, no matter how greedy a person is, he also wants to be comfortable. If he can be comfortable AND have more shit that goes beep than Joe down the block...even better. In the end, we all want to be normal. Better than Joe, but still...normal. Which makes me wonder how intergalactic bounty hunters like the crew of the Latis even put up with this shit. Maybe I'll do a few comics about it down the road. You know, that fun stuff we like to call “characterization.” Now, there's a word that gets yous a fuck load of points in Scrable. Before you say that's more than 7 letters – char, character, characterization. Some day, somebody will make a word with qu and z in it, just to fuck the rest of us over in Scrable. Some people have asked me what the point of these rants are. I say to them...fuck if I know, I just write the shit. I don't care if it had no point, I feel good at the end of the day knowing I filled a page full of words, even if 50% of them are garbage and recycled jokes from people far funnier than me. One last note. Someone quoted my comic in casual conversation with me the other day. Somebody who doesn't even work on the comic or visit the forum or talk with me about the comic or anything. I'm proud of this. It either means this whole comic thing is working, or people feel really really sorry for me and want to make me feel special. Either way, works for me. Posted on Tuesday 16Aug05, at 11:20 pm.   Yes, I do know of a little word called "quiz" as well as "quartz". You write a rant at 4 am and slightly drunk and see what YOU end up with, ok? © Hite & Shaezer. Applicable material © DG