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10:45 a.m. time to blog about Back To The Future.

Uh oh, that model car is on fire and about to crash into a box of old rags! This could be disastrous. Good thing Doc Brown is wearing safety goggles and has a 1950's era fire extinguisher. I don't understand why people keep boxes of old rags laying around. Is it for washing your car or stove or something? Haven't people ever heard of a the miracle shammy? The infomercial used to be on all the time.

I think Doc Brown would be a great infomercial guy! Whatever he's selling, I am buying. He'd be much better than that Ron Popeil Jerk.

Why does Doc's hair look like a fish in this drawing? Okay, bye.

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10.58 a.m. eat some chex mix.

The Great Merman Terror.

Oh boy. It sounds like George is suffering from some mental illness. He's being visited by space aliens threatening to vaporize his brain! Keep that one to yourself George. This guy is troubled. But we all know that Darth Vader is actually Marty McFly. So maybe George isn't nuts at all. He just lacks social skills.

I wish some one would sneak into my room and pull a trick like that on me! I love practical jokes. Just don't show up in a clown suit. I have a bit of a clown-phobia. But if a mermaid or a merman showed up to give me secret orders in the middle of the night I think I would be thrilled! "If you don't run in the Juy 4th Marathon, I will come back and slap you with a fish. A big fish." Yikes! Leave me alone merman!

On a side note, check out this website.

http://roxierules.blogspot.com/

It asks you if a dog named Roxie rules. Though every time I try to answer, my comment gets deleted. I used to think Roxie rules, but now I am not so sure. Leave Roxie a comment, see if it sticks.

Teenagers and Problems With Promptness!

Why is it that Marty keeps on showing up tardy to school? Four Days in a row! There is no excuse for that! Maybe you need to cut back on the time you spend at the creepy inventors house in the morning, Marty.

I bet Marty is going to get detention soon. Wouldn't it be great if the character of Marty McFly was in the Breakfast Club! He could get that whole crazy gang into some time travel situations. This smells like a late 80's Saturday morning cartoon to me! Throw in some Snorkels and Kelly Kapowski from Saved By The Bell and you've just created the perfect show!

A Portrait of Doc Brown

Good morning! Wow, Doc is watching a tape of himself in the future! Isn't watching your future-self on video against the time space continuum by-laws? Doc is awfully curious about the future, for a guy who claims not to be! If I ever get a hold of a video of future-me I don't think I would want to watch it. It would just be too weird!

I didn't know TVs in the 1950's came equipped with the proper hook ups for 1980's JVC camcorders. That doesn't seem right. Maybe Doc just invented an input jack for his TV. What a great inventor. Now he needs to invent a mirror to keep track of that hair!

The Keys to the Truck.

Welcome back! In this scene Biff seems kinda decent. This is totally not like him. Or anybody else in his family for that matter. So Biff is a jerk in 1955. He is a jerk in 1985 version one. A jerk in 2015. How come he is kinda nice now? This is out of character for him. This scene fits in nicely as an end to BTTF I, but seems out of place in the trilogy as a whole.

Where did Biff get that awesome track suit? Does he compete in some sort of over 40 decathlon after he waxes cars? I bet he'd be good at shot put, but suck at pole vault.

Marty looks more and more like a mole-man every time I draw him.

Two Irish Bugs Walk Into a Diner.

Good Morning everyone. Look at this. Marty and George have the same mannerisms. How cute! They could be sitting down, head scratching twins! They're so deep into their head scratching that Marty doesn't even notice that he is sitting next to his own teen aged father!

I don't think my father and I have any of the same mannerisms. However, when we were on safari together last summer, the guide did tell us that we had the same form when we shot rhinos! And when we hi-fived afterwards we looked like a mirror image. So maybe we have some of the same mannerisms.

I wonder if coffee tasted differently in the 1950's? Is it comparable to today? Did the recipe some how change over time? What about Dr. Pepper? More pepper? Less pepper?

Helping Hand

Biff's goons are jerks!

Let's Dance.

This is a very nice scene. George and Loraine are finally dancing, getting ready to kiss, preserving Marty's fate. How nice. But, are you sure George? You sure you don't want to play the field a little longer? You are really going to marry the first girl you dance with? I can remember the first girl I danced with and I am really glad I didn't end up marrying her! She had an extremely large forehead. It was unnatural. It wasn't quite as large as a billboard, but I am pretty sure you could have hid a time travelling Delorean behind it! She looked like Ken Griffey Jr. in that episode of the Simpsons when he was inflicted by gigantism.

I don't actually think she was the first girl I ever danced with, but she definitely wins the award for "most likely to join the circus". I hope she isn't a reader of this blog! That would be awkward. And for all readers of this blog who I have danced with, you were great. If I haven't danced with you yet, I owe you one. Just come find me at the next formal we are at together.

The Car is Behind Here.

So, here we are. The time machine has stopped running as soon as Marty arrives in 1955. I think it's just a little tuckered out. It probably needs a nap after a long trip. Marty, still coming to grips with the fact that he is stuck in the past decides to hide the Delorean behind a billboard. I guess that's a good hiding place. Nobody will see it there. Unless they're coming in the opposite direction! Time for plan B. You better cover it up with some shrubs Marty! Good job. I can think of at least three better hiding places. But I am not going to tell you what they are. I don't want you finding my secret stash of E L Fudge cookies. Boy, those little elves can make a mean snack food product!

From Tragedy to Triumph

Hey it's Tomorrow! Here is another scene that doesn't actually happen in the movie. But I felt so bad for Marty and Jennifer that I drew them at the lake. They deserve some quality time together. That's the moon in the top left not a bowling ball! Could you imagine bowling with the moon as a ball? Just think about how big the pins would have to be? Yikes.

The Great Lake Tragedy

Good morning! This picture depicts Marty and his girlfriend Jennifer just hanging out in the town square talking about their plans for the weekend. They are going to the lake together. Sounds like fun! Unwholesome, but fun. Jennifer is worried about what Mrs. McFly might think. I wouldn't worry about that Jennifer. Just enjoy yourself. There will always be haters in your life. Just ignore them.

Overall BTTF is a pretty light hearted-fun movie. I think the big tragedy of the BTTF saga is that Jennifer and Marty never make it to the lake. First Biff wrecks the family car, so, no lake. Then at the end of the movie they are getting ready to go until Doc swoops in and tells them that their kids turn into A-holes, so again, no lake. It really is a shame. Tragic. Marty deserves a lake trip with a pretty girl more than anybody else in history. Except for maybe Norman Schwarzkopf.

The second tragedy of the film is that Jennifer's arms have no bones.

Notice that Marty is sitting on top of bench in this scene. I think the Director shot the scene in this way because Michael J Fox is short.

Incidentally I am taking a girl named Jennifer to a lake(The Atlantic Ocean) this evening in a new car. How coincidental is that! It's not really since I chose to do this drawing today. How Coordinated is that! That's more like it. I hope nothing comes up and prevents me from going to the lake! So, since I'll be gone tomorrow, I am going to make tomorrows post this evening. Just ignore it until tomorrow. Or look at it tonight. I don't care what you do. Just don't present me with any opportunities to time travel between now and seven pm!

Ketchup! Ketchup! Catch Up!

This scene isn't in the movie. I made it up. I do that sometimes. It keeps things fun for me. And hopefully for you too. Anyhow, imagine this if you can, The Libyans shoot Doc, Marty jumps out and yells "No. You bastards!" Now when they start chasing him and shooting at him wouldn't it be great if Marty just grabbed onto the back of the Libyans van! They'd just drive in tight little circles trying to catch him! It would be like a dog chasing his own tail. Or the Key Stone Cops. The guy shooting would just have a confused look on his face. The guy driving would be all angry hitting the wheel over and over. Meanwhile Marty would be looking all Parker Lewis. In the background they'd be playing the music from the Hot Dog Race at the baseball game. This scene would be amazing... One can dream...

Tom Arnold is a Big Bully.

I can't believe Biff crashed George's car! What a jerk. He got liquored up and got in a wreck. If only George would have stood up to Biff in High school, things might be different now. Biff might be washing George's car instead of destroying it. If only George had a second chance. If only.

My favorite line in the whole movie might be in this scene. Biff says, "I wanna know who is gonna pay for this? I spilled beer all over it when that car crashed into me. Who's gonna pay my cleaning bill?" That really sums up Biff. What a jerk. I bet he gets prank phone calls from people that he has pissed off that sound something like this.

"Biff? You're a turd... a stinky fat turd, go sniff a jock strap, you poop head. You love patting boys butts, butt, butt patter! You're a perv and a loser and a stinky turd."

I miss you Haverchuck.

Dial 0 for 00ps!

Is it acceptable to rip a page out of a public phone book? I've always been under the impression that it is, and I think this scene is the reason I thought this. I think I saw this movie as a child, and subconsciously told myself 'Destroying a public phone book is okay.' I've actually done this two or three times in my life. Once in middle school when I saw a name that I thought was funny and wanted to show my friends. I don't remember the name now, it probably was something like Kevin Pooply or Brian Fartstorm or something. I wish I still had that page out of the phone book! The other time I remember destroying a phone book I was on a family vacation in London and I ripped out a page from the front of the book that had the subway map on it. I thought it would be cool to have.

But the more I think about it, I don't think tearing out pages from a phone book is socially acceptable. What if somebody really needs Brian Fartstorm's number and that page is missing from the book? What if that casuses them to miss an important bussiness lunch with Mr. Fartstorm? Besides it's also destruction of property! I feel so ashamed. I am going to overpay my phone bill by like ten cents this month. Would that be proper reparations Bell Atlantic? Are we squared away now?

I wonder what else I internalized as a child that is way off what is acceptable? I wonder if people can actually hear me when I say 'Time-Out' and start talking to an imaginary camera. Zach Morris, you've made a fool out of me.

Dance the Night Away

Good Morning! Doc seems really excited about this dance that is coming up this weekend. It's a shame that he is going to be busy that night. It really sounds like something he'd like to attend. Besides he is to old to pass for high school age, and I doubt any girl is going to invite him. I am sorry Doc. I know it sucks not being asked to go to big dances, but you have important time machine things to do! You have a boys future to save! The whole time space continuum thing depends on you! Stay strong, stay strong.

Doc looks like he is 90 years old in this drawing. He kinda looks like my landlord. That's an artists mistake. Imagine Doc at least 15 years younger. I am going to fire my illustrator. Look out for an add in the penny saver.

Deconstructing Marty

Yeah I know, this scene takes place in a car. I know. It's just that every time I draw people sitting in a car it looks like two blobs sitting inside of a blob. So, just pretend they are in a car. Or not, I don't really care what you think.

Sometimes I draw a picture and know exactly what I am going to say about it. Other times I draw a picture and have know idea what I am going to say. This is one of those times. I had to really look at the picture in depth to figure out what I was going to say. And then it hit me, I just drew Marty as Woody Allen. Put some glasses on Marty and it's a dead ringer. So that got me thinking, how awesome would it be if Woody Allen played Marty? I think that would up the BTTF amazing factor by X25. So with out further delay, Woody Allen as Marty McFly.

"Jeez, my mother wants to have sexual relations with me, talk about a reverse Oedipus complex. Oh, and what's this, you smoke too? Jeez, do you know how bad that is for you? Let alone what it does to an unborn baby in utero? If you keep this up I am going to come out of the womb near sighted with all sorts of psychological disorders. Jeez, I am never going to grow to be taller than five feet tall. I am only going to be attractive to fifteen year Vietnamese girls with daddy issues. Oh boy, I need to talk to my analyst. Why is my hand disappearing? Oh, man, now I am hallucinating."

End Scene.

Toy Cars and Monster Attacks.

Good Morning! Is Marty trying to get back to the future, or is he trying to win a Pinewood Derby! You can get your merit badge later. Seriously. This is not the time to be playing with toy cars. You have a future to save! Besides in about ten seconds you can get your fire safety merit badge.

Doc is a pretty good model city builder, huh. He could get a job as a set designer on Godzilla. Marty should tell Doc about Godzilla before he leaves for he future. Maybe slip it in that note if he needs to.....

"Dear Doc, the night I go back in time you get shot by terrorists. P.S. Godzilla will be awesome! A real cultural phenomenon! Look into to getting a job building miniature cities for that crazy monster to destroy. Peace out.
Your Friend,
The M-Dog."

I am Talking Directly to You

Good morning. Look at this. Now that they've figured out a source of 1.21 gigawats Doc is pretty confident that they can send Marty back to the future. He is so confident that he turns away from Marty and points directly at the camera as he proclaims this. Marty is in the background thinking 'Hey, Doc, I am over here.'

Uh-oh. I think Doc just broke the 4th wall. That's a theatre term. Go read Our Town, you'll understand. It's by Thorton Wilder.

I think Marty should give Doc a Hi-five right about now. I think the moment calls for it. I know they didn't have Hi-fives in the 1950's. But they didn't have rock and roll or skateboards either, so it's cool Marty, go for it! But don't get all crazy and try to pull a 'Slap-me-high, slap-me-low, to-slow' gambit. Doc's definitely not ready for that!

To The Moon, Loraine, To The Moon.

Here's a picture of George eating peanut brittle and watching Jackie Gleason. He seems to be enjoying himself. That's nice. It seems like the world has really beaten him down at this point. I am glad he has peanut brittle and Jackie Gleason as an evening respite from the real world.

How do they make peanut brittle? Here is my guess. Mix peanuts and peanut butter together. Put in a pan. Sprinkle sugar on top. Bake at 300 for half an hour. Enjoy!