31/08/2010 - I am experiencing a significant internet breakdown here in my splendid palace. My seers tell me it is caused by the malign influence of an awoken dragon. I shall jostle up some squires and have them slay this beast and restore connectivity to the realm.

In the meantime, have a Cowboy Love Is Pure wherein an argument is conducted with a machine intelligence and a Shark Of Wisdom that deals with a neighbourly dispute.

Not to mention a spankingly new chapter of The Saga Of The European King. How new, you ask? Chapter Five new, is my response. We've got the Kingcast ready for you, but no painting. There'll be more news on this shocking lack of paintings in the near future, gentle souls.

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26/08/2010 - A shameful retreat in Cowboy Love Is Pure today, while Shark Of Wisdom burps and looks around the table for the most vulnerable among us.

Did any of you ever get a look at those Dick Gunner photo stories I put up a while back? I think now is the time to declare that this is my favourite one.

EDIT: Whew! Just noticed that there were a buncha missing panels from No Dominion in Semiotic Cohesion Number 2. If you read it before and enjoyed it, well now you can enjoy it in its more sensical form.

25/08/2010 - We have a helping of Mean Ol' Ry for you today. In this episode, Jack deals heavily in origin stories and the social significance of fellas.

Finally, you can find my report on Comiket below translated into Chinese by Melody Lee over on her blog.

23/08/2010 - There is a new chapter of The Saga Of The European King, with a Kingcast and all. Read it here and listen to it here:

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And hey, I was at Comiket yesterday. It was entirely pleasant. Here is a picture of me having a pleasant time:

We were in a tent in the middle of Battersea Park, with a blazing barbacue blowing through and making everything smell like delcious frozen burgers. Peter Lally and I noticed that Battersea Park has a better class of doggy than most parks. They could only be classier if they had free sandwiches stapled on them that passers-by could pull off and snack on. In fact, I think there should be a law that makes it mandatory for every dog in public to have sandwiches stapled to them. Think of how better a world it would be if that were so.

I was backed up on the table by Claude T.C and, occasionally, Josceline Fenton. Claude is clutching his Extreme Mountain Dew totem that had been given to him by a Frito-Lay goblin earlier that day. It made his chest tighten up.

This weakened him enough, (he said) that he was helpless against an attack by Naniiebim.

Jimi Gherkin came over to offer his condolences at the outcome of the fight. He was a soothing voice in a difficult time.

Then we met up with Paul, who'd been hanging out at the Japanese Art Festival. We had some tea and awful cider.

Then Claude made us all listen to wacky musical mash-ups he'd found on 4Chan. My favourite was Taxman VS Batman.

Then the girls had to listen to us giggling about handjobs for up to an hour.