We have a Chinese buffet with weird fortune cookies. My favorite so far: “You will be forced to undergo a radical personal transformation.” So, I’m going to become a werewolf, I guess. At least I’ve got that going for me.
If you’re lucky. You could be hit by a rogue 5G particle and gender-bend into a hermaphroditic bahfeemus… or worse: a 2020 Democrat Presidential candidate!
I have and had the good fortune to not need or wear shoes, unlike my human, equine, and some semi-equine (centaur) friends. It’s one of the few advantages of being “not exactly” human. Imelda Marco was a most bewildering person, I must say.
It took much longer to draw this than expected. I remember when I thought it up.
Q: “Codex, can you draw the Professor injured and unconscious in half a safety shield balanced on Box’s head?”
Codex: “Easy peasy!”
Q: “Are you sure? Because that sounds non-trivial to me. I can think of some other joke or a different single frame for the 5th…”
Codex: “No worries.”
Guess what? Codex’s judgement is ‘suspect’ after she awakens and before she has finished that first cup of coffee…
With great opportunity comes great responsibility. 🙂
When I saw Glyph’s lonely signpost, I had enough caffeine to jump-start the synapses and knock out the fragment. It was also enough to stop me from writing the chapter, but instead make the notes and story outline to accompany it. That was a “Oh, John Ringo, no!” moment, I’m afraid. It’s always the third mug.
“You will be bugged by an annoying interloper. Or lepidoptera. Whatever.”
Hey, I once broke everyone up at a Chinese restaurant by reading my fortune cookie as “Inspected by Number 12.”
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We have a Chinese buffet with weird fortune cookies. My favorite so far: “You will be forced to undergo a radical personal transformation.” So, I’m going to become a werewolf, I guess. At least I’ve got that going for me.
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If you’re lucky. You could be hit by a rogue 5G particle and gender-bend into a hermaphroditic bahfeemus… or worse: a 2020 Democrat Presidential candidate!
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I once spent a few minutes as a wolf… very bewildering experience to be hoofless.
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That moment when you panic because you’ll need to replace all your shoes…
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I have and had the good fortune to not need or wear shoes, unlike my human, equine, and some semi-equine (centaur) friends. It’s one of the few advantages of being “not exactly” human. Imelda Marco was a most bewildering person, I must say.
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I would very much like to have IMfootgear collected but have been completely spared from that temptation by the not-having feet blessing.
I make up for it in books…
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Incredible detail on this frame. The Professor has quite a few nasty bumps on his carapace.
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It took much longer to draw this than expected. I remember when I thought it up.
Q: “Codex, can you draw the Professor injured and unconscious in half a safety shield balanced on Box’s head?”
Codex: “Easy peasy!”
Q: “Are you sure? Because that sounds non-trivial to me. I can think of some other joke or a different single frame for the 5th…”
Codex: “No worries.”
Guess what? Codex’s judgement is ‘suspect’ after she awakens and before she has finished that first cup of coffee…
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With great opportunity comes great responsibility. 🙂
When I saw Glyph’s lonely signpost, I had enough caffeine to jump-start the synapses and knock out the fragment. It was also enough to stop me from writing the chapter, but instead make the notes and story outline to accompany it. That was a “Oh, John Ringo, no!” moment, I’m afraid. It’s always the third mug.
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Coffee. What the Gods were actually drinking on Mount Olympus. (The Ambrose was pizza. Just FYI)
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Spring forward, fall back.
Thankee!
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