Fiddling while empires burn.

Apologies for the brief nature of today's commentary: I've been out and about in the real world, trading my goggles for a sledgehammer and giving free rein to my destructive nature in the service of good (or at least not-evil). I just want to say this:

Burning Empires blows my mind.

And frankly, that's impressive, because I have a lot of mind – and it does not, dear reader, blow easily. By all means, go over to their lab and poke around. Thor Olavsrud's series of articles detailing the evolution of Burning Empires from over-dinner hobnobbery to glossy, bricklike printed product is a real insight to those of us who aspire to someday publish similar efforts of our own. Faith Conquers and Sheva's War are on their way to me as I type — and I must say, I look forward to those comics as I have not looked forward to a comic since the halcyon days when I had an Appleseed subscription.

Eagerly awaiting –

Dr. Madu

PS "Karsan League Tequila: This Time, The Worm Eats You."

The cyberpunk future I ordered looks nothing like the catalog photo.

Finally! Finally someone makes a reverse trike! Something that doesn't resemble a cross between a La-Z-Boy and a Bigwheel, something that a young buck such as myself can ride without feeling geriatric!

It's the Can-Am Spyder roadster, and almost all the photos you see of it look like this:

My god, is that sexy. Just look at the thing! It screams anime! Adventure! Excitement! All that shit that a Jedi most definitely does not crave!

When you look at if from the front, though, it just looks like someone shoved a Model T up a snowmobile's ass.

How bloody disappointing. That big boat nose out front... just bleah.

I guess I won't be reenacting Venus Wars any time soon.

I remain (still on four wheels) –

Dr. Madu