Now there is a picture of three ships flying in formation. OK we are really stepping out !!!I make a guess that they are encyclopedias. Each seems to have a different title such as the old sets of encyclopedias . Loved it through grade school and highschool. We did not have computers then. 1956 graduated from high school. Never heard of a computer. Yup. I wonder why Aaron doesn’t tell us when we are RIGHT???Blessed Be
To the tune of “I’m Not That Girl” from Wicked Sands, dust, pursuits Take their brains out, kill the mutes Hands having four fingers each Now they’re out of reach I’m not a girl Attacked We lost Mutants changed me What a cost I remember a human joy In my little boy But I’m not a girl Every so often I’m thinking back To a time that I would prefer But that doesn’t soften the things I lack When I realize I have fur Full height Human grace Now I’m stubby, some beast’s face Flat nose and koala gut I’m … I don’t know what But I’m not a girl Can’t un-mutate WIsh I could undo my fate I wasn’t born to be some stuffed toy But now I am one And I’ve lost my son I’m not a girl =|====/ Level Head Vote for Endtown 2.0 And for Doc Rat, too The Endtown Forum And don’t forget to vote for both For Ursa Major awards!
She’s drunk, and i don’t blame her, really.Not everyday you get turned into an anthropomorphic Koala, find your own allies betraying and trying to kill you, and then finally get saved and forced to stick around those that completely turned your life upside down.
I wonder why Petey is stressing so much. They are on a flying boat high in the air, where could she go? Linda doesn’t look to be in any shape for after dinner conversation so I expect Flask wandered off to explore, just like Petey did.
Look, the koala’s had a bad couple of days (kicked in the head, stunned, partner murdered, tortured and mutated, body slammed, hog tied, nearly dusted, abandoned by her former superiors, permanently seperated from her only child, faced with certain death, picked up by the world’s craziest recycler, stuck palling around with a wierd brain-in-a-box). Seems to me that checking out the bottom of a couple wine bottles is a pretty restrained response.
Obviously these pieces of artwork which are causing such a fuss are most likely paintings, not photographs, and are therefore creations of the artist’s immagination and not necessarily depictions of reality. You know, like a comic strip… ;-)
aah, Poor Linda, everyone got up and took off and left her to muse on her life! She is no doubt missing her little boy a great deal. If I was in her place, with her world turned all upside down, I would probably be worse off than that. And,, what IS Flask up too? Probably doing something no good. I don’t think she is catching a little nap.
Well, if examined closely there are a lot of things that are sed to have happened. History is not always accurate. The writer is not biased but adding a little class or further crosting to the tale is a natural human trait.Blessed be.
The question of the food and drink being possibly Ditto food and drink [and therefore not really existant, no matter how good it looked and tasted] reminds me of Burroughs’ Thuvia, Maid of Mars.In the city of Lothar, Carthoris and Thuvia run across a people with such highly developed telepathic skills that they could convince you that you had just been shot by one of their bowmen. You would see the arrow pierce your breast, your heart would be convinced it had been skewered, and you would die. But it was all in your own head. There were no bows and no bowmen.They were able to do this with food as well. Though the food was only an illusion, you would smell it, you would chew it and your body, completely convinced, would send out digestive juices to process it. Wouldn’t work in reality, though. Your body might be fooled and go through all the motions of digesting a scrumptious meal, but without any real substance your cells would have nothing to build and repair with. Your belly would feel full, you might even have trouble staggering away from the table, but you’d be starving to death and you wouldn’t even know it.Leigh Brackett handled that theme much more realistically in The Moon that Vanished.
bikenboatn about 12 years ago
I can’t believe I ate the whoooole thing!
JanBic Premium Member about 12 years ago
Multiple airships in the hallway picture.Is AaronM the last of a fleet?
dirtyoldlady1 about 12 years ago
Now there is a picture of three ships flying in formation. OK we are really stepping out !!!I make a guess that they are encyclopedias. Each seems to have a different title such as the old sets of encyclopedias . Loved it through grade school and highschool. We did not have computers then. 1956 graduated from high school. Never heard of a computer. Yup. I wonder why Aaron doesn’t tell us when we are RIGHT???Blessed Be
dirtyoldlady1 about 12 years ago
Well, we have Thurs and Fri to find Flask. Sounds like a good suspence spot to hold us for the week end. EEEHHH? ?Blessed BE.
Ida No about 12 years ago
Panel 3: First hint that dittos don’t clear off the table for you without specifically being ordered to. Lazy dittos.
JanBic Premium Member almost 12 years ago
Where ever the food came from, our heroes sure did not leave much.
JanBic Premium Member almost 12 years ago
Funny how the candles do not burn down.
JanBic Premium Member almost 12 years ago
@PeteyMaybe the books are from another dimension?
JanBic Premium Member almost 12 years ago
Must be late, I’m talking to comics now. ;-)
guillegr123 almost 12 years ago
@JanBic, I guess those ships are the first and third “finest vessel(s) ever to be converted into an aircraft” (Watch first panel on March 16th strip)
Jenner Premium Member almost 12 years ago
A lot of people pooh-pooh Australian table wines…
Level_Head almost 12 years ago
To the tune of “I’m Not That Girl” from Wicked Sands, dust, pursuits Take their brains out, kill the mutes Hands having four fingers each Now they’re out of reach I’m not a girl Attacked We lost Mutants changed me What a cost I remember a human joy In my little boy But I’m not a girl Every so often I’m thinking back To a time that I would prefer But that doesn’t soften the things I lack When I realize I have fur Full height Human grace Now I’m stubby, some beast’s face Flat nose and koala gut I’m … I don’t know what But I’m not a girl Can’t un-mutate WIsh I could undo my fate I wasn’t born to be some stuffed toy But now I am one And I’ve lost my son I’m not a girl =|====/ Level Head Vote for Endtown 2.0 And for Doc Rat, too The Endtown Forum And don’t forget to vote for both For Ursa Major awards!
Pontos almost 12 years ago
She’s drunk, and i don’t blame her, really.Not everyday you get turned into an anthropomorphic Koala, find your own allies betraying and trying to kill you, and then finally get saved and forced to stick around those that completely turned your life upside down.
My bet: She’s going down Allie’s road.
Coyoty Premium Member almost 12 years ago
She’s had a tiring day. She probably feels like she hasn’t slept in months.
DADOF3 almost 12 years ago
I wonder why Petey is stressing so much. They are on a flying boat high in the air, where could she go? Linda doesn’t look to be in any shape for after dinner conversation so I expect Flask wandered off to explore, just like Petey did.
Francis362003 almost 12 years ago
Yes where is Flask,and I forgot about Linda.
finder10030 almost 12 years ago
Looks like Flask is going to be this week’s cliff hanger. Don’t like the thought of mad Ms. Kitty wondering about by herself.
perceptor3 almost 12 years ago
Maybe Linda has been weighed and found wanting. Although where Persians might come in here, I’d never guess. . .
DADOF3 almost 12 years ago
Look, the koala’s had a bad couple of days (kicked in the head, stunned, partner murdered, tortured and mutated, body slammed, hog tied, nearly dusted, abandoned by her former superiors, permanently seperated from her only child, faced with certain death, picked up by the world’s craziest recycler, stuck palling around with a wierd brain-in-a-box). Seems to me that checking out the bottom of a couple wine bottles is a pretty restrained response.
Jenner Premium Member almost 12 years ago
“Linda!! Where is Flask??!?”“Left hip pocket. Empty now.”(I’ve been waiting a year to tell that joke.)
farren almost 12 years ago
Low in calories, though.
finder10030 almost 12 years ago
Like the Aussie table wines too!
DADOF3 almost 12 years ago
Obviously these pieces of artwork which are causing such a fuss are most likely paintings, not photographs, and are therefore creations of the artist’s immagination and not necessarily depictions of reality. You know, like a comic strip… ;-)
pam Miner almost 12 years ago
aah, Poor Linda, everyone got up and took off and left her to muse on her life! She is no doubt missing her little boy a great deal. If I was in her place, with her world turned all upside down, I would probably be worse off than that. And,, what IS Flask up too? Probably doing something no good. I don’t think she is catching a little nap.
dirtyoldlady1 almost 12 years ago
Well, if examined closely there are a lot of things that are sed to have happened. History is not always accurate. The writer is not biased but adding a little class or further crosting to the tale is a natural human trait.Blessed be.
Jenner Premium Member almost 12 years ago
As Linda is a koala, I was alluding to the Monty Python routine on Australian table wines: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RbOZccv9ym8
FENRISULFR almost 12 years ago
The question of the food and drink being possibly Ditto food and drink [and therefore not really existant, no matter how good it looked and tasted] reminds me of Burroughs’ Thuvia, Maid of Mars.In the city of Lothar, Carthoris and Thuvia run across a people with such highly developed telepathic skills that they could convince you that you had just been shot by one of their bowmen. You would see the arrow pierce your breast, your heart would be convinced it had been skewered, and you would die. But it was all in your own head. There were no bows and no bowmen.They were able to do this with food as well. Though the food was only an illusion, you would smell it, you would chew it and your body, completely convinced, would send out digestive juices to process it. Wouldn’t work in reality, though. Your body might be fooled and go through all the motions of digesting a scrumptious meal, but without any real substance your cells would have nothing to build and repair with. Your belly would feel full, you might even have trouble staggering away from the table, but you’d be starving to death and you wouldn’t even know it.Leigh Brackett handled that theme much more realistically in The Moon that Vanished.