GerbilMechs.com - Lookin' ugly until Morgion takes command...

7.7.02 (Morgion):

Yeah, I didn't post, may a thousand fiery tongues of... tongues... lash at me and sear my flesh and blah blah blah. I get no respect. ;-)

The walls in my room are possessed. The evils of EM radiation have finally focused their attention on my unfortunate soul. More accurately, on my monitor. It jitters. Yes, I've checked to make sure it's not fans or speakers or my TV or my fridge or the AC in the apartment or the fucking gnomes that live under my bed. Damned gnomes, they don't even earn their keep. Lousy, dirty... word to the wise, if you're going to try and summon something, but you want to "start small", try some friggin hell worms or something. They'd be less trouble, even with the brimstone breath and the trail of napalm they ooze everywhere. Damn gnomes. Ingrates.

Anyway, jittering. My monitor, it jitters. No, I haven't had that much Dew either. Gimmie some credit. Even with my tower as a barrier, it still Tweaks out. So right now I've got a broiler pan sitting behind the screen. It's not doing a whole lot.

Suggestions? Or better, recommendations for a new 19", highly-shielded monitor, please mail me. I'll give you a cookie or something.

Tee hee. I like this comic. Very accurate.

Monty & Morgion 004 : Fan Fan

06Jul02 (Monthenor): I'm stuck in %@#* Alexandria for the weekend for a wedding. I hated the town when I had to live there, and it isn't any better now that I have an alternative. It's the typical small-town bullshit: they think they have crime, they think they have gangs (and their "gangs" think they're gangs), they think their morals are the center of the universe even though Alex skews heavily towards old people. A juice bar is a semi-big deal in Fargo; a juice bar would be the target of terrorist attacks in Alex. Hell, it was a big deal when the local Taco Bell finally got a deep-fryer. Fortunately, the wedding should take up most of Saturday evening, so I won't have to sit around watching network TV (ugh) and picking my navel lint. And there's always the possibility that my car's oil pan will explode just outside of Moorhead and I'll have to come back. For those of you in Fargo, I present a tentative plan for next week. See, on Friday we have the grand openings of Reign of Fire and Halloween: Resurrection. So starting Sunday, Morgion and I are planning on watching the Halloween series. 'Cause it's kind of tradition. We only have seven movies to get through this time, one of which could probably be skipped since it has nothing to do with Michael Myers, and we're spreading it out over five days. That's nothing. That's cake! And then the next Friday we finally get to see Eight Legged Freaks. I'm so psyched. UPDATE 07Jul02: See, this is why I post the comics before Morgion gets to them...because sometimes, he doesn't get to them. I assure you, this comic was ready yesterday, yea, even in the later hours of Friday. I'm linking it now from the modem in Alex just so it gets up there. I apologize to our rather rabid fan base and urge you to mock Morgion for forgetting his duty to the site. Or something.
7.7.02 (Morgion): Yeah, I didn't post, may a thousand fiery tongues of... tongues... lash at me and sear my flesh and blah blah blah. I get no respect. ;-) The walls in my room are possessed. The evils of EM radiation have finally focused their attention on my unfortunate soul. More accurately, on my monitor. It jitters. Yes, I've checked to make sure it's not fans or speakers or my TV or my fridge or the AC in the apartment or the fucking gnomes that live under my bed. Damned gnomes, they don't even earn their keep. Lousy, dirty... word to the wise, if you're going to try and summon something, but you want to "start small", try some friggin hell worms or something. They'd be less trouble, even with the brimstone breath and the trail of napalm they ooze everywhere. Damn gnomes. Ingrates. Anyway, jittering. My monitor, it jitters. No, I haven't had that much Dew either. Gimmie some credit. Even with my tower as a barrier, it still Tweaks out. So right now I've got a broiler pan sitting behind the screen. It's not doing a whole lot. Suggestions? Or better, recommendations for a new 19", highly-shielded monitor, please mail me. I'll give you a cookie or something. Tee hee. I like this comic. Very accurate.