Sometimes it’s hard to judge the size of a LEGO set based on the dimensions of its box. Modern LEGO City sets rarely appeal to me. I guess they seem… pedestrian? You could say the same about the LEGO Town sets from the 1980s that I adore, but they have the added glow of nostalgia. But for some reason the recent LEGO City Ferry (#60119) called out to me. Maybe because it’s a utilitarian vehicle that hasn’t been done that often in LEGO? Maybe it was the set’s very simplicity? Maybe it’s because I live close to New York City and ferries (at least the people kind) are a common sight? I don’t know, but I resisted for awhile and then finally found a good deal on KMart.com. Going back to my opening sentence, what surprised me was how LARGE this boat actually is. It breaks down pretty compactly in the small box, and I sometimes forget that LEGO scale has increased over the years. But yeah, this thing could nearly transport an X-Wing pretty comfortably. Large sets throw me off, actually. It’s part of why I prefer classic LEGO sets and their generally smaller size. I just don’t have the room to store and display too many large sets. I briefly got into LEGO Star Wars again recently until I realized the scale is just too large for me. The small sets from the late ’90s and early 2000s were easier to manage and, frankly, a little more fun for me to build and toy around with. I’m thrilled I finally got a LEGO Millenium Falcon (the Force Awakens version), but I hit the brakes on buying too much current stuff. I can appreciate it, and I value LEGO’s ever-improving designs, but I’m most comfortable with simplicity and petiteness. I’m not sure if I’ll keep the ferry, but it looked great in this comic, and the red sports car it came with proved incredibly useful as Starman’s Tesla Roadster!
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For someone who got married on the tenth anniversary of dating his girlfriend (and on April 1 no less), the idea of a lot of “maybe” and “eventually” being tied into nuptials in all too autobiographical.
It didn’t hit me until after I wrote it, but I think this comic is based on an event I actually witnessed. I was walking along the beach and spotted a fisherman working on the wet sand to unhook a small, fat shark from his line. He had been out a little ways in his kayak and mistakenly caught the shark, but couldn’t safely unhook it at sea. So he brought the shark back onto the beach where he successfully removed the hook. Somehow, the fisherman avoided getting bitten. Then he scooped the shark up in his arms and ran out into the water, where he let the little beast swim off to freedom. I was both amazed at the effort made to help the shark, and a little concerned that a shark of that size could easily be hanging around where I swim.
I can certainly envision a day when the act of thinking has become known as “Mind-Googling.”
Will punching a shark on the nose really succeed in driving it away? I hope I’m never close enough to find out!
One of the pitfalls of working on a comic strip for more than a decade is the great possibility that you’ll forget what the hell you wrote like six years ago. Case in point: I was planning a Ronald/Scouse story (They share an accidental, alien-created mental collection, in case you didn’t know.) when I went back and read previous comics (Thank god!) and realized that Scouse had a whole subplot about the Island Chief asking Scouse to marry the Chief’s two daughters and stop living in sin… OR ELSE. Poor Scouse has been hanging with that dilemma for a long time, and I almost ran another story that wouldn’t even acknowledge it! So now we actually get to see how Scouse deals with this prickliest of pickles.
When I heard about Elon Musk and SpaceX launching a Tesla roadster “driven” by an astronaut dummy into outer space, I was torn between finding it awesome and inane. On one hand, Starman has a “DON’T PANIC!” sign on the dashboard, which is a complete nerdgasm for me. On the other hand, Starman could potentially become a “biothreat” to Mars one day, which is certainly a downer. But in the end, it took me right back to the opening scene of the film “Heavy Metal,” and there is very little that’s more badass than that! The launch of Starman certainly seemed like something of which Commander Schwartz would approve.
So Thorsos has an even larger (and messier) reason to hate Commander Schwartz! If only he knew….
I wonder how hard it will be for Thorsos to get that chocolate sauce off his windshield?
First of all, I want to apologize. I want to apologize for the obsession I seem to have with the poop bag in Commander Schwartz’s ship. It first surfaced in my short-lived Space Audiobooks project, debuting in the long-form adaptation of “Stuck On Mars.” Then I somehow actually sold a short story about it to a science fiction magazine. And now here the poop bag is for you to see in all it burbly, brown glory. All I can offer is that I find the idea of Schwartz being forced to carry around a sack of his own crap deeply hilarious. Hopefully, this is a cautionary tale and may YOU never find yourself in the same situation. It’s a public service that I’m offering here.
That Walking Astro Grappler (#6882) just cracks me up every time I look at it. It captures that Classic LEGO Space aesthetic that toes the line between goofy and cool. It’s actually a cleverly designed set. The upright cockpit is unique and the swiveling walking mechanism is a lot of fun. I want to do more with the Walking Astro Grappler in the comic at some point, but decided it would be a fun cameo here.
YOU MUST BREAKDANCE!