Hail The Conquering Hero
Reports now indicate that Steven Cloud is not dead, repeat, not dead, although circumstances dictated that Team Best Intentions Tea & Travel abandon their beloved Nissa Micra 150 miles into Mongolia, so close to Ulan Bator they could practically smell it. Okay, so close in this case means covering the remaining distance took two days in a bus with progressively more people crammed in it (possibly the proverbial Mike-Charlie-Foxtrot). Nevertheless, they made it bodily intact to the finish line to whoop it up with other teams, despite both skilled and unskilled police/border guards trying to take them for all they were worth, and some being compelled to grow some truly terrifying beards.
Our latest communiqués place Cloudy well on his way home …
I’m chilling in Seoul at the airport. Free internet stations. That’s class.
… thus making it unlikely that we at Fleen will need to run the epitaph that was pre-arranged in the unfortunate circumstances of Mr Cloud’s passing:
Steven Cloud, killed by Gypsies, in accordance with prophecy.
Onward:
- Oh my Dawkins, it looks like they’re actually doing it.
- Work conspired against Kate Beaton running more of her hourly comics, but she more than made up for it by embedding an infectious little piece of music in her LJ post. I must seek out these “Golden Dogs” for further study, seeing as how I can’t stop playing their song. Please stop hogging all the cool bands, Canada.
- Tom Brazelton continues to make progress toward the cost of restoring his trashed hard drive (amazingly, he appears to have irretrievably lost only one MP3 and one Photoshop temp file). How are you coming along with your backup/archive plans?
- Finally, from John Baird, more writeups of webcomickry at the recently-concluded Otakon, from himself, and from Erin Ptah.