Mom’s birthday is today, and in the spirit of Star Wars Day, my Dad found the perfect card;
On the front it has a space scene and the words “A Long, Long Time Ago…”
[ when you open it, it plays the Star Wars theme]
And on the inside it just says “You were born.”
Yes, my sense of humor is both nature AND nurture.
Number one – that’s hilarious.
Number two – Happy Star Wars Day – may the 4th be with you.
Happy Birthday wishes to your Mom, Ezra, and Happy Star Wars Day to all!
20 Famous Paintings Reimagined With Star Wars Elements
Enjoyed many of the re-imaginings. Digital art is such fun . . .
Love is blind; friendship tries not to notice.
~Otto von Bismarck
One good reason to only maintain a small circle of friends is that three out of four murders are committed by people who know the victim.
~ George Carlin
‘Friendship is a mirror to presence and a testament to forgiveness.
Friendship not only helps us see ourselves through another’s eyes,
but can be sustained over the years only with someone who has repeatedly
forgiven us for our trespasses as we must find it in ourselves to forgive
them in turn. A friend knows our difficulties and shadows and…[Read more]
As you probably noticed the site was down and then inaccessible for a bunch of hours the last two days – apparently our IP was bombarded by a Denial of Service Attack and our hosting service swapped us to a new IP to avert the attack.
Unfortunately, they didn’t bother to let us know about the IP change and the domain name A Record was still…[Read more]
Excellent news! I haven’t enjoyed a space curry in smegging ages . . .
Tesla releases home power battery
Today was Obscura Day
Didn’t do anything to celebrate, just felt kinda obscure… . . .
Every day is Obscura Day, here at theDWM . . .
Racoons and rabbits aren’t color blind? Well, that explains a lot. What it explains, I haven’t the foggiest, but I’m sure it’s a lot.
But talking animals fighting zombies you’re okay with?
If they aren’t colour blind. It does mean that I can now restart my career as a rabbit fighter. As soon as I find my small red cape, then off to the rabbit ring.
Nice job on the background; it really adds to the panels.
Professor, the words rabbit fighter and small cape make me think you will show up in a lucha mask and tights.
Please, Please, PLEASE… for the sake of the few shreds of sanity I still possess… Ttell me this is not the case.
Ezra, don’t tell me you didn’t know Professor Extreme secretly fights crime as Ballerina Man . . .
No, This is more how my nightmare went:
… Well, mostly, except with a big gold marble where the mask is, but I don’t have that image on my work PC.
Interestingley enough, a Google image search for Professor Extreme has quite a few DWM comic panels in the results.
I stand corrected…
Hahaha, now that brings back memories . . . well, to be exact the ball-bearing brings back memories, the rest of the elements of that photo I’ve never seen before and look to be the product of a diseased mind.
Due to the controversy caused by yesterday’s strip and my blatant disregard for currently trendy scientific theory, I’ve provided three alternate endings to appease my valued readership. First option . . .
Second alternate ending . . .
And finally option three . . .
Now, choose the ending that most meets with your approval. Print it out. Cut to fit, and then tape it to your monitor over the the last panel in yesterday’s strip.
There, all better. I would like to take this opportunity to apologize for threatening your world view, and thank you for your patronage. God speed.
It’s not exactly camoflaged…
It keeps the blood of our enemies out of our fur… Its a Hygene Thing.
I’ll get you the Post It notes . . .
K, I was picturing something more like a bunny fight club, and that is why the Professor never mentioned it before. You know, the rules and all….two bunnymen enter, one bunnyman leaves…oh wait, that’s thunderdome, meh, close enough… . . .
You did mean ‘rabbit fighter’ and not ‘rabid or rabbi fighter’, correct?
Feel free to say ‘well, duh!’
Here is Forrest’s poem with nine clues to a million dollar treasure
As I have gone alone in there
And with my treasures bold,
I can keep my secret where,
And hint of riches new and old.
Begin it where warm waters halt
And take it in the canyon down,
Not far, but too far to walk.
Put in below the home of Brown.
From there it’s…[Read more]