San Diego Comic Con Memories Bun Toons Yay!

What? Who are you? Where am I? Hello…?

I’m not at San Diego this weekend, even though the rest of the planet seems to be.  Instead, I’ve taken to my bed in Toronto, recovering from some fairly work-intensive weeks with a bout of nasty exhaustion.  (Sorry there wasn’t a BUN TOON yesterday, the flesh is weak.)

But the MIND never stops at Bun Toons Central.  So I’ve let you into the creaky memory storage unit today.  Remember, you cannot open any boxes, and you cannot touch any items.  Whoever has the most money in their pockets can surely own it.  Yuuuup!

I hope those that made it to the West Coast are having a good time.  You’re in my thoughts when I’m not sleeping the day away…because those sleepy thoughts are always about bowling in the nude.

TY THE GUY OUT!

Here now, your BONUS Comic Con moment:

Time to play ARMCHAIR KIRBY! Votes will be tabulated with the latest software and reported back in a timely manner.

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For last week’s Bun Toon, featuring another comic book legend, and my important relationship with him, click the black and white bunny above.

For Every Bun Toon Ever, click the colourful bunny above.

Halloween Photos.

I mentioned on the Bun Toons last week that my ten year old daughter, Kate,  was working on her Wonder Woman costume, and she insisted it had to have the Golden Age look to it, with the long pants and the golden eagle, etc.

There we go.

The pants are a teensy bit longer than the originals, mostly to combat a Canadian Halloween, and we decided on nothing off the shoulder for a ten year old in the cold, but the costume scored big with out daughter.  Her mother Keiren did most of the work on this wonderful custom job, I just drew in part of the bird.

But the costume wasn’t the HALF the fun for our Golden Age Wonder Woman…

It was the honour guard that accompanied her.

Steve Trevor,  Steve Rogers, and a gumshoe up to no good in a city that’s got friends in all the wrong places.

Those are her brothers Sean (as the flyboy that looks suspiciously like MacArthur), Taylor (as the two bit cop with a chip on his badge) and their friend Josh (as the proud infantry man ready to mix it up).

The whole 1940s effect was pretty darn cool, if I might say so myself, and as they went from house to house, they  got a lovely reaction.

Who says this isn’t the Golden Age of Halloween Photos?

Our eldest son, Kellam and our daughter in law, Jessica came over and brought fantastic Halloween cakes and cookies that looked like pumpkins and ghosts.

 Beat THAT, Christmas!  You Suck.  Halloween ROCKS.

Ty the Guy OUT!!!

Here now, your BONUS Templeton-Smith Halloween Moment:

Behold the Family Pumpkins! And take note of the smattering of blood up by the door. Attention to detail.

True Halloween Bun Toons Extravaganza, YAY!

BOO! (True story!)

Around this house, Halloween is better than Christmas, and more fun than Birthdays.  You get to wear a disguise and see inside your neighbour’s front door.  We rarely do that on Christmas.

As always, every word of this is true, we didn’t even change the names of the innocent.  Screw the innocent.  What did they ever do for me?

Ty the Guy OUT!

Here now, your BONUS Bun Toons Halloween Moment:  From last year’s epic Halloween Bun Toon.

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For last week's equally true Bun Toons, click on the Rabbit

For every Bun Toon ever, click the Rabbit again!