I’ve two more pages of Secret Government Robots for you all today. Here we see that the Secret Government Army Cadets have finally found some supernatural phenomena:
Also, there’s those Phone Guys again. The only supernatural phenomenon here is how dumb Pete is:
Last year I accidentally started a tradition I will continue this year. To cut down on how much I spend on books, I will only put in one order online for books a year and that occasion will occur when John Swartzwelder puts out his newest novel. Well, it turns out that this time is coming soon because I am now seeing the announcement that “The Fifty Foot Detective” a new Frank Burly novel, is due out sometime this Spring. The absurd and gloriously stupid adventures of Frank Burly are good, but now that I’ve ties it to my only book-ordering event of the year, it will be like a holiday. I am already trying to make a list of books to order so that on the very day the Fifty Foot Detective hits Amazon, I am going to declare it National Bookorderin’ Day in the Nation of PDR.
In less happy news, I feel like I should also mention that Dwayne McDuffie died this week. He was the first comic writer I ever sent an email to with this magic Internet thing and he was nice enough to answer it and everything. It’s a shame he died so young, while he was still contributing so much because now we’ll never know what else he may have given to comics and animation.
So, I just put up the play I wrote. The Winds of Time Wound All. As I recall, I wrote this while Kiiip was studying one time just as a thing to do to kill time. Then gave it to him, only to find it had been put up on Contains2 without me even knowing. That’s how I accidentally became a playwright. And now I’ve brought it back to life here. Shakespeare is quaking in his fluffy hot pink boots now because he knows I’ll be stealing his thunder.
It would be awesome to see this play actually performed just because the bulk of it would be the character Bill awkwardly waiting for five minutes to get hit by a train. I doubt any other play has ever done that.
Don’t expect no wounds
’cause the winds of time wound all.
And that includes you.
Why is it spelled “playwright?” Shouldn’t it be “playwrite” if not “playwriter” or even more logically “play writer”? Language, man. It’s weird.
– A play by Patrick D Ryall. [ Scene: Bill and Joe walk on to the subway train. ] Bill: My name is Bill. Joe: Your name is Bill. Bill: Take that back! Joe: No. You’ll have to kill me! Bill: Fine then. I’ll kill myself. Joe: No! I’m sorry. I take it back! Bill: […]
First up, we have the latest page of Secret Government Robots:
Then we have Pete and Jeremy as they make big plans for the weekend:
And as an added bonus, I was organizing my filing cabinet this weekend and I stumbled upon an old Little Choy that I had made but had not been scanned. This means I get an extra comic up this week without having to do any extra work! Hooray!