Secret Spot
Today's story and sketch "by me" began normally, well not really normally sense Rescue Randy had his inventor friend Dr Bestuuga install the "MCCCC", Man Cave Cerebral Command Console, which I refused to use this morning, after yesterday's flood of incoming intergalactic messages made my brain feel like it was fried. Actually when the Cerebral Cortex Helmet started smoking it smelled like a bucket of the colonels fried chicken on my head. So today I volunteered Cosmo our official Man Cave Posse photographer to man up, and take over duty at the MCCCC command console, Cosmo is actually a super intelligent Martian Beaked Being and all around good volunteer for dangerous assignments, and Cosmo only requires ninety minutes sleep a day. With Cosmo in charge of intergalactic and multidimensional communications, my wife and I, seen above departed to dimension seven for a picnic at our favorite secret spot, which as you can see is no longer secret. Until next time taa ta the Rod Blog.
Secret Spot
Today's story and sketch "by me" began normally, well not really normally sense Rescue Randy had his inventor friend Dr Bestuuga install the "MCCCC", Man Cave Cerebral Command Console, which I refused to use this morning, after yesterday's flood of incoming intergalactic messages made my brain feel like it was fried. Actually when the Cerebral Cortex Helmet started smoking it smelled like a bucket of the colonels fried chicken on my head. So today I volunteered Cosmo our official Man Cave Posse photographer to man up, and take over duty at the MCCCC command console, Cosmo is actually a super intelligent Martian Beaked Being and all around good volunteer for dangerous assignments, and Cosmo only requires ninety minutes sleep a day. With Cosmo in charge of intergalactic and multidimensional communications, my wife and I, seen above departed to dimension seven for a picnic at our favorite secret spot, which as you can see is no longer secret. Until next time taa ta the Rod Blog.