[Grand Moff Tarkin, Darth Vader, and an unnamed Admiral wait outside the Death Star meeting room.] You tell him. wheez I’m not going to tell him. Don’t look at me. If I tell him, it’s […]
Author: R W
Rick Wayne is a cretinous mass who's dissected a cadaver, climbed the Great Wall, jumped from an airplane, designed sampling systems, swam naked in the Mediterranean, and felt the blast of a terrorist's bomb, although not in that order. When he's not vomiting words, he's planning his next adventure.
He can be found at RickWayne.com.
art by jason kowalski
(Feature) Not Right
Ne Fas Day From the Latin ne meaning not, and fas, which is more difficult to translate since there isn’t an English cognate. Roman society, like all classical societies — including those that still exist […]
(Art) The Scathing Social Satire of Brecht Vandenbroucke
Brecht Vandenbroucke is one of those artists, like Simon Stalenhag, where I would share every single painting they make. And yet, I realized today that I had featured neither of them on the blog. GASP […]
(Fiction) The View From Space
Here’s another one: Those who don’t study the past are doomed to repeat it. That might be true, but if so, none of you would know. You all don’t study the past. You study the […]
(Feature) Reading With a Tin Foil Hat
Those who compulsively hate on what’s popular never think that’s what they’re doing. Like the paranoiac who believes his tin foil hat is all that saves him from the government machine, these people legitimately confuse […]
(Art) The Night Whimsies of Christian Schloe
Although they look like paintings, the works of prolific Austrian artist Christian Schloe are actually composed in Photoshop. Through the themes of night and flight, where everything is aloft on wings or trees or water, […]
