That guy didn’t really have much of a chance, considering his ride. On top of that, he shouldn’t have stepped into the woods for a brief respite and told everyone else to “go on ahead. I’ll catch up.”
That’s how people in adventure novels (and a few horror stories) wind up in Chapter 1.
At last, we know that TSOJ didn’t drown in the creek yet. Safe to assume that PlainDave has outridden him. Possibly to go get help, who can tell.
The Friendly Judges got the ugly booth. The other booth with the pretty color discs must be at the boat race.
You ever tried to ride one of those crazy things? I have. There’s a STEP welded to the frame so that you can step up and get into the seat and reach the pedals! You have to start the thing moving and leap onto it in motion! Crazy design. just… nuts.
I built a costume once. I may have mentioned it before. I have two friends that do amazing costume stuff, like for comic conventions and zombie walks and stuff. I was tired of being done up like Freddy Krueger, so I did my very best on one single, no-holds-barred costume.
And, as with a first attempt on anything, it had it’s drawbacks.
Primary among the drawbacks was the fact that little or no body heat could escape that suit. It was a hotbox. Once, I lost four pounds of ‘water weight’ while wearing it.
All this to say: What do you suppose the inside of Bud’s costume smells like now?
Have you tried to explain to a younger person about Batman? The Adam West version, I mean. It’s not easy. You can tell them that, back in the fifties and sixties, Batman was kinda goofy in the comics. There was a lot of smiling and ‘imaginary stories’ where Batman, Superman, their wives and super-children went on picnics and stuff.
I’m too lazy to dig out those old comics I got from the used book store, but really… Adam West’s Batman wasn’t too far off the mark. Then.
I did my best growing up in the 70’s when Batman got all dour and dark. Jim Aparo art and that kinda thing.
The Dark Knight and The Killing Joke were coming out as my comic buying days were waning.
And still, I don’t recall Batman ever getting his big ol’ cape stuck in a car door or anything.
I’ve heard that Asian actors had it very tough. George Takei, for example, was very grateful to be on Star Trek because he wasn’t, for a change, playing a waiter.
But when you hear there’s a guy from Japan doing archery while showing off tricky riding skills… well, you’d HAVE to think ‘Ninja’, right?
No.
Not unless you’re Durnell. I figure he’s one of those guys who still calls sushi ‘Bait’ and thinks it’s funny.
One morning, around daybreak, I was riding my unicycle on the trails at a local park (It’s okay, it’s a mountain unicycle. I haven’t owned a street wheel in years) and I rounded a bend up a hill, startling a few deer.
The females ran like… well, like deer, of course.
But the Buck. The Buck just stood his ground and made a sound I’m not accustomed to deer making around me. He “wuffed”, or something like it. A lot of air moved through his head, that’s all I know about the sound.
It was then that I conceived of a unicycle (and the cheap, yet dangerous, spiked pedals I used) as a weapon.
I didn’t think I could outrun that buck, nor outride him. And maybe it was mating season, when bucks feel the need to protect their females, or just randomly kick somebody’s ass. I wanted to know what sort of weapon could hold off a buck. I decided that I could get enough work done with that unicycle, if wielded properly, to consider it a weapon, even if it wouldn’t be a unicycle any more once it had been a weapon for a minute or two.
The buck turned and left before anything was put to the test.
But you can thank him for the train of thought that led to today’s cartoon.
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Ahhhhhh, Cartoon Physics.
The same universal laws that had Elmer Fudd pause, hanging off the edge of a cliff just long enough to wave to the audience, before plummeting down a canyon side are at work here.
Okay, guys who know all about this stuff (or who can merrily speculate upon it whether they know all about it or not) If body A is balanced above the ground with a contact point which is, let’s say, an oval measuring two inches on its long axis fires arrow B along trajectory C with a force of D… How many squeaky, sproingy sounds does the foley editor get to make as body A hurtles backward?
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