Hey, it happens.

I think I can reveal to you now my deep, dark, geek secret, one that I have strained to conceal from even my closest friends: I have not watched the new Battlestar Galactica.

Not at all. Saw part of the first episode of the first miniseries, just never got into it. I recognize the quality of the show, but there wasn’t enough humor to bring me back.

Wow! That feels… really good to get off my chest. I’ve been living in shame all these years, nodding and smiling as my friends discussed story arcs, and now I can walk proud and BSG-less. I don’t like all the shows my peers like, and it’s OK!

Why are you looking at me like that? Stop judging me! STOP JUDGING ME!

Speaking of fantasy sci-fi — as opposed to Fantasy and Science Fiction — check out the fantasy figures populating Scott Meyer’s happy place over at Basic Instructions. Not a bad selection, although I’d add a Terminator (and not Arnie).

Adam is (I hope) back home by now, after several harrowing days of flight delays and postponements. I hear D.C. ground control was having problems with the rapid and  unexpected buildup of hope in the air over the nation’s capitol and it threw off their whole schedule.

Enjoy the comic!

Look! We’re viral!

Although this is not the greatest viral video I’ve seen this week. That “honor” goes to “Worst Commercial Placement Ever,” a capture of a portion of a Battlestar Galactica show from a Canadian channel which chose the worst possible commercial to follow an especially dramatic scene. (Warning: BSG spoiler!) (Warning: sick sick sick…)

Anyway, here’s the subject of today’s strip.

Star Wars: Retold (by someone who hasn’t seen it) from Joe Nicolosi on Vimeo.

Yes, there is PC and Mac slash fiction.

No, you don’t want to know any more than that.

By the way: Adam uses a Mac. I use a PC. Make of it what you will.

Have you ever been in this situation? Be honest, now.

I’m an opener, always have been. I tear that stuff up! How can I recreate the Battle of Hastings with my limited edition DC Direct figures if they’re still in the boxes? And it is way tougher to make Superman and Batman kiss each other that way. I assume.

The anguish continues…

And by that I mean my art. In case you somehow haven’t noticed, the art has been me the last few days (also the writing, but you should be inured to that by now). Adam will be away from the strip for a bit while life intervenes, and rather than go hiatal again so soon we’re going on anyway till he gets back. Expect some shaky work while I get used to this, and don’t be surprised if I try different art styles.

Totally unrelated thought: Say, who likes stick figures? I sure do, and it works for Randall Munroe…

68% of all murder victims are  roommates.

Just saying.

I have to admit, I’ve been very happy to see the promotion that FOX has given Dollhouse. Commercials, music video, a sensible lead-in show, the stars and Joss showing up on talk shows and at the New York Comic-Con (did you ever see a Firefly cast member on a talk show before or during the show’s run,  ever?), review copies all over the place…

Including, by the way, the one I received when I reviewed the pilot episode here (relatively spoiler-free).

Old, old joke. Prostitute walks up to a man on the street and says “I’ll do anything you want for $100, but you have to tell me in three words.”

Man says immediately: “Paint my house.”

Ba dum dum.