A New Annja Arrives on My Doorstep
Yesterday (technically, day before now; but I only count it as a new day if I’ve been to sleep) I was awakened by a whump from the front porch, followed by Emma barking furiously.
By the time I found my robe and struggled into it and reeled to the front door I’d figured out, of course, what it likely was. A brand new box o’ Annja!
She has a somewhat new look on the new cover (for a larger image, and one which isn’t an ill-concealed ad, click here.) On some earlier covers her face was, at least to me, markedly reminiscent of Jessica Alba’s. Now, I think Jessica Alba has a nearly angelically beautiful face - too bad the child can’t act a lick. But she ain’t Annja.
This time, aside from those funky lips that seem to verge way too close upon Mick Jagger territory, she looks much more as I envision her, with a longer, less round face. Think more Hillary Swank or Jill Wagner, who played Krista Starr in the awful Blade TV series.
I really love the way her eye and part of her face are reflected in her Mystic Blade. Too bad it doesn’t appear to be sharpened…
Also this version of Annja seems to present her for the first time, at least on one of my covers, as a beautiful, sophisticated young woman who, if she happens to think you need it, will fucking kill you.
On other fronts … no graceful segue here … I’m befuzzled and off-balance. More so than usual. I haven’t been sick much this fall and winter. Until a week and half ago, when I got a scratchy throat, inclining to soreness, and then my chest got socked-in with bronchitis. It’s come and gone and actually was at its worse a couple of days ago: Monday it was all I could do not to sleep all day. Finally it seems to be breaking up some.
It’s been a bit rough. Not because I’ve felt terrible - I haven’t, mostly. Even when I’ve had a sore throat it hasn’t hurt much. But I’ve been short of breath and, along with the aforementioned drowsiness, often had a hard time focusing mentally. That makes it hard to get much done.
Poor Emma’s going stir crazy because we haven’t been out to walk in so long. I intended to go today until the wind came up. The cold cut through me like a scythe. Tomorrow isn’t looking any too promising either…
January 18th, 2008 at 10:58 am
Odd, the blade is not sharpened. Well, at least they ditched the tramp stamp. Perhaps, Golden Eagle is rationing “goodness,” one crumb at a time.
January 18th, 2008 at 11:03 pm
Ah, but have they ditched the tramp stamp? They don’t exactly show Annja’s tailbone area.
And after all, they do have her looking at some guy’s junk.
By the way, it turns out this isn’t available actually to buy until March 11. That’s some lead time!
January 20th, 2008 at 11:48 am
I was picking up lunch at the Ho Ho’s near UNM. One of the girls in line in front of me wore a grey hoodie with a tramp stamp, silk-screened in gold, over the lumbar area. This is either progress or degeneracy. Maybe, both.
Yes, nice junk! It’s good to see a guy who knows how to take advantage of a stiff breeze.
January 28th, 2008 at 12:09 pm
March 11th? What a great birthday gift for me! A new book from one of my favorite folks! ^_^
January 28th, 2008 at 3:10 pm
Well, thank you kindly, Ms. Sara!
And happy early birthday warning!