If anyone wants a comic about two guys communicating over telephones, they can have this:

In the amazing days of the Twenty-First Century, humanity has found itself reaching into the vast and mysterious universe and found danger. Who can keep the Earth safe in this time of cosmic change? None other than Gus Comet, Rocket Officer! Soaring through the cosmos in his Rocketship, Gus Comet battles evil aliens, captures space criminals, and explores new planets of all kinds. Hooray for Gus Comet!

Gus’s crew includes:
Brains O’Brien, a scrappy rough-and-tumble super-genius orphan from Brooklyn. Hyram, a talking cyborg hyena who solves mysteries. And, Andrianna: Princess of the Robots.

I don’t think that anyone can argue that the golden age of science fiction would be a bit disappointed about how the twenty-first century has turned out. I am the first to admit that we’ve got some great technology going on with out internets and our computers, but it is all kind of lazy technology. It’s the sort of technology that makes sitting around really great, but isn’t exactly the stuff of Adventure. I approve of sending robot drones to Mars and all that, but there’s no denying that the world would feel a little bit more special if we had heroic people off doing wonderful things at the frontiers of human experience. That’s a world I want to live in. Shame on us for not being there. If I ever had a means to tell stories of Gus Comet, the juxtaposition between his adventures and the mundane truths of our world would be at the forefront.

It has come to the part of the year when I’m supposed to start thinking about what classes I need to take next year, so I’ve been doing that.

Every English class I’ve had so far has assured us that the more we read, the quicker we will get at it. I disagree. I read an awful lot and have done so for about as long as most of my fellow students have been alive. I remain a pitifully slow reader (as I said, just a while ago). By the claims that the English Professors are making, I should have plenty of experience points to make myself a reader guy of outstanding levels. But I don’t.

As I’ve said before, I specifically picked classes in which I’d read at least some of the reading material, to give myself a bonus head start, and in spite of that I still feel like I am behind. I look at the classes for next year and there is much less that I’ve read, so it is only going to get harder. I expect School Level 2 to really make me feel like an idiot.

(Every English class so far has also assured us that English degrees are much in demand in the job market. It really comes across as bad self confidence on the part of English departments)