Behold! The final trailer for The Master. Hard to believe this movie is nearly at our our goddamn doorsteps.

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We can’t go a year without a new Call of Duty dropping some over-the-top wallet fucking edition, can we? Hell no. It’s about as American as it gets. November is football, turkey, and expensive killing packages.

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Here’s a second batch of Skyrim DLC I won’t be buying. Until some late night when I’m drunk and wistful, proclaiming to myself that I wish I could just “live in Skyrim” because “despite the dragons, it is quite a beautiful place” and everything.

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DC is apparently becoming hip to something Marvel unfortunately figured out years ago. If you sell like thirteen Super Mega Team! books, you’ll make more money.

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There’s a story behind every line, but maybe the imagination can cook up funnier shit than the truth (this will be difficult, I assure you).  It was a pleasure to host OL in Toronto, and I’m already looking forward to the next con weekend that OL tears up.

Yo, ninja-heads! Why don’t you grab a slice of pizza and head over to the OL STORE? Don’t walk around flaunting your half-shells, cover up with one of our new t-shirts!

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Earth got a little less interesting yesterday when Niel Armstrong passed away at the age of 82.  In an age when people are famous from drunken exploits and reality TV shows, Neil was truly an inspiration.  In the 60’s and 70’s he was a reality star in a different way.  Except what he was doing mattered.  Oh what a time to be alive.  He was the face of space exploration for over 40 years.  In a year where we already lost Ray Bradbury, this is another black mark.  If we lose Chuck Yaeger in 2012, I may cry.

As the self proclaimed “Zombie Czar” of Omega-Level, I’m constantly on the lookout for freshness in the genre to show off to the class. So the other day, while doing research on Tumblr about the upcoming season of AMC’s The Walking Dead I stumbled on this gem of a web comic called The Dixons. The comic traced the dark nature of fan favorites Daryl and Merle Dixon, both characters exclusive to the AMC show (but not found in the original comic). If you have not read it yet, drop everything you are doing and click here or here.

I started reading, and was immediately hooked on the brooding tale of dysfunction that seemed to fit so perfectly with the show itself. I tracked down the author, and demanded answers! What I discovered was a young international prodigy on her way to greatness. Check her out after the jump. You’ll be glad you did.
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Ahh college. The great institution of higher learning. A concentration camp for coming of age stories. Today we take a look at a young lad entering the system, full of big ideals and ambitions. Then we take a look at the effects of the machine on that young lad, and see how he develops. 4 years of college packed into 10 memes.

Welcome to Omega-Level University.
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[WEEKEND OPEN BAR: The one-stop ramble-about-anything weekend post at OL. Comment on the topic at hand. Tell us how drunk you are. Describe a comic you bought. This is your chance to bring the party.]

Mom and Dad are gone.  It’s just us.  Alone.  In the dark.  This can only mean one thing.  We have to throw a rager.  Grab the kegs and hide your sisters, it’s time to burn this mother down!

While Rendar and Caff are off to the frozen tundra of Narina or Canada, or where ever the hell they’ve gone, they’ve decided to leave their baby, OL, to us, the B-Squad.  God help us all.  It’s not all bad.  If things suck, they can scapegoat us, fire us, and have us killed for disobedience.  If things run great it’s a testament to their leadership skills and eye for talent.  Of course if we manage to shoulder the burden of entertainment for a mere 48 hours, then it proves that they are not irreplaceable and must then watch their backs.  Things have certainly taken a turn towards interesting.

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