Only one page of Secret Government Robots today:

I have a Little Choy comic over here:

And over here, Phone Guys:

There was meant to be another strip today, but my computer just froze up on me and I lost all the work I’d done on it. I guess it is partially my own fault for not saving even once, but it should not be forgotten that the computer froze up, not me. Man, my Computron Rex has so many bizarre and unusual problems I forgot that something as mundane as freezing up was a thing that could even still happen to computers. Oh well. I don’t feel like starting the strip over, so I’ll save it for next week instead.

So, I pulled another bit of writing out of the Contains2 archives. War, right? Good times.

But speaking of Contains2, remember last time I looked to see what was going on with our lost Contains2 domain? Well looking again now we find something even stranger:

But although I am offended by them not being the real Contains2, I do love that picture of the bored kid studying or something in the corner. Truly that is the effect that Contains2 had on people.

Or maybe that is the old Contains2 translated into Non-Englishese! That’s probably it. Probably.

I feel like I should be commenting on recent events in the world. There was this big wedding in England that everyone cared about and then forgot once Osama bin Laden got killed and also some kind of election in that country that borders the Nation of Patrick D Ryall on all sides.

On the former, I have to say that PDR is just not a big fan of weddings. I like the idea of marriages, but the whole big wedding to start them generally just annoys me. Now, I’ve had a good time at some wedding receptions, certainly, but the ritual, the ceremony, is usually boring to me. So seeing this blown up to royal levels in England, and then covered with fervor by the local newses (I only get one news channel, people. I need variety or I miss out on everything) made it even worse.

The night before the wedding we put a flyer into the newspaper at which I work that advertised plates with an image of Prince Whichever and his ladyfriend who were getting married. If even one person saw that flyer and thought “Oh, that looks nice, I should get that,” then I apologize for not sabotaging it before it could get to you. That plate was a waste of your money.

Similarly dominating the news, and more likely to have actual effects on the world I think, is the death of the most wanted terrorist. Perhaps my favorite aspect of this whole thing was a small blurb that was in last night’s paper that, if I may paraphrase from memory, went something like “some construction worker who had flown to Afghanistan to find bin Laden himself claims that his presence scared the terrorist leader out of the mountains to the city where he was found. The construction worker now wants millions of dollars for his services.” Possibly there is more legitimacy to the guy’s claim than the small article went into, but I would like to make it clear that my presence in this apartment totally kept Osama from being here. I’d be happy to settle for just a single million.

Haiku!

Rocketship captain.
Please don’t forget your loved ones
as you soar through space.

As for the Canadian election: Pretty much nobody I know was happy with the result so… sucks for pretty much everybody I know. But rest assured, the leadership of the Nation of PDR remains dedicated to maintaining peaceful relations with Canada while simultaneously trying to bring down the current form of society as a whole.

That’s it. Go away.

The SecGov Robot Army Cadets finally stop talking to ghosts and get moving again:

After like a dozen pages in a blank grey void, now I have to start doing backgrounds again. But you know who have no problem existing in a single-color void? The Phone Guys: