A brief pitch for my dark Star Wars Story prequel: “Skywalker Ranch.” The story of Uncle Owen and Aunt Beru, and how they burned two migrant farmhands to a crisp to fake their own deaths.
I have nothing more to say. Therefore, I am just posting some doodles I’ve made this week. Exciting times, no?
Is human civilization on its last legs? According to a recent report, it could all be over as of 2050. So what next?
I would just like to take this moment to apologize to my readers (all 42 of you. You give me yet another reason to love Douglas Adams’s favorite number). I apologize for being so fly-off-the-handle political on this blog, and will strive to do better. I think I have come to a resolution for my outrage. Read on to learn about my resolution.
Take it from me, Doc — a great way to cheer yourself up each morning is to go out onto your patio, or just open a window and lean out, look around, and give the world a good, loud, “BOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!”
Religion and evolution! Here are two topics that go well together. Let me kick these two turds around for a bit and let’s see what we come up with. This is a free-thought post meant to be a humorous consideration of how science is affecting our spiritual development. It’s what’s keeping me from sleep tonight.
On this blog, I like to poke fun at Mr. Mitch McConnell, Republican representative from the bizarro state of Kentucky. Tonight, however, I want to write a letter to Mr. McConnell to let him know that his life is no joke. It’s not funny. And when his body dies, he will learn just how horrible his life has been.