So do they have normal human refugees, there’s something mad sciencey about that guy like the gerbil or the Sasquatch disguised as a human, or he and the rabbi are just random humans Nick brought on the ship recently? I know that the rabbi could have been a nonhuman construct.
There’s at least one rabbi who knows about Nick. Nick mentioned him in his blog (which he hasn’t updated since his AG-I days). The little that was said, he didn’t seem like the kind of guy who’d let himself get et.
The fight is raging, the battle’s seen,
The Mind-Cancer Orchid holds sway.
There’s never been such a day,
In Kansas like today.
But I’ve been waiting on what you said,
And I am longing for us to wed…
I’m dreaming of a white wedding,
Just like the ones they used to throw.
With the multitasking,
And just for asking,
To make our vows magnifico.
I’m dreaming of a white wedding,
With invitations that I write.
May the gang come in from the fight,
And may all our wedding plans be white.
—from “White Christmas,” written by Irving Berlin, sung by…well, I’m going to give it to the Drifters. Bing’s version is good (sold in excess of fifty million copies), but when I hear Bill Pinckney and Clyde McPhatter sing, it takes me right out of myself.
Lucille Ball had a 15 minute radio show in the early ’60s, and it’s being rerun as a completely delightful podcast. Wonderful guests on the latest episode was being Crosby, and he was saying that he really disliked the verse to White Christmas, thinking it ruined the song to talk about palm trees and LA. He was wrong, and I see that you’re another person who appreciates the verse. It adds poignancy to the rest of the song.
I like it, but take it away, and it’s less a lament for someone stranded in climes where no snow falls on Christmas, and it’s more a universal lament for anyone who can’t be home on Christmas—something the Greatest Generation, off fighting, embraced.
The last time I saw Bing Crosby sing it, his (posthumous) 1977 Christmas special, he did include that verse.
Nick’s having some trouble with focus. The wedding is still in his locus. With the rabbi now eaten and in battle now beaten, by this combo of tiger and crocus.
A Rabbi, a helicopter and a scientist walk into a bar…
Well, a helicopter and a scientist, anyway. The rabbi is a little… indisposed.
Indigested.
Well, at least he’s not reality blind.
So H.T. likes kosher food? O_O
H.T. is an om-nom-nomnivore. Eats everything and as much as possible of it
I am in no way an expert on kosher but I am very sure that human flesh isn’t kosher.
To quote Monty Python’s Lifeboat sketch, Doesn’t it depend on how you kill him?
One is a hellscape of chaotic conflict, and the other is just a battlefield.
wait, was the pig a rabbi?
I’m not sure that’s kosher
Neither are people, and they can be rabbis just fine.
Just because the rabbi was eaten by a plant thing, and the pig (might have been) eaten by a plant thing, doesn’t mean the pig was a rabbi.
He could have been, but only if some penguins are old TV shows.
I suppose that depends on whether you’re orthodox or reform. “The law was made for (people).” (Have to update it, now that women are people too.)
Women are SO much more than that.
Our whole system is proof of that.
So do they have normal human refugees, there’s something mad sciencey about that guy like the gerbil or the Sasquatch disguised as a human, or he and the rabbi are just random humans Nick brought on the ship recently? I know that the rabbi could have been a nonhuman construct.
There’s at least one rabbi who knows about Nick. Nick mentioned him in his blog (which he hasn’t updated since his AG-I days). The little that was said, he didn’t seem like the kind of guy who’d let himself get et.
There’s definitely something mad sciencey about that guys moustache.
Merry Christmas if that’s a thing you do. Have a good Saturday it it’s not.
Sorry, that last bit was to everyone, not part of my reply to Alphaghoul.
Dr. Lee didn’t mind his multitasking before: http://skin-horse.com/comic/with-anticipation/
Making out on a desk takes nowhere near the concentration that planning a wedding does. As she says, there are limits.
When I’m making out on a desk it takes all of my concentration.
Of course, I’m not Nick.
There are priorities, and then there is obsessive compulsive behavior.
The fight is raging, the battle’s seen,
The Mind-Cancer Orchid holds sway.
There’s never been such a day,
In Kansas like today.
But I’ve been waiting on what you said,
And I am longing for us to wed…
I’m dreaming of a white wedding,
Just like the ones they used to throw.
With the multitasking,
And just for asking,
To make our vows magnifico.
I’m dreaming of a white wedding,
With invitations that I write.
May the gang come in from the fight,
And may all our wedding plans be white.
—from “White Christmas,” written by Irving Berlin, sung by…well, I’m going to give it to the Drifters. Bing’s version is good (sold in excess of fifty million copies), but when I hear Bill Pinckney and Clyde McPhatter sing, it takes me right out of myself.
Lucille Ball had a 15 minute radio show in the early ’60s, and it’s being rerun as a completely delightful podcast. Wonderful guests on the latest episode was being Crosby, and he was saying that he really disliked the verse to White Christmas, thinking it ruined the song to talk about palm trees and LA. He was wrong, and I see that you’re another person who appreciates the verse. It adds poignancy to the rest of the song.
(Spell check fail?)
I like it, but take it away, and it’s less a lament for someone stranded in climes where no snow falls on Christmas, and it’s more a universal lament for anyone who can’t be home on Christmas—something the Greatest Generation, off fighting, embraced.
The last time I saw Bing Crosby sing it, his (posthumous) 1977 Christmas special, he did include that verse.
Hmmm. Why does “Gary” look familiar? (as if I couldn’t guess…)
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE
Special thanks to Shaenon for giving us my favorite comic, Skin Horse <3
+1
Please thank Jeff! He just got out of the hospital and has been working hard to keep the comics coming.
Now I *really* wish I had an address to send a card to.
Email me (me at shaenon dot com).
Hospital? Oh, dear. I hope everything is okay.
I hope so too, in the long run!
One day at a time, Jeff. And as I like to say, every day I wake up on the right side of the dirt is a good day.
THANK YOU TOO JEFF!! You’re awesome <3 I hope you feel better soon!
Working on it, thank you very much for the well-wishes.
Jeff, I’m sorry to hear you had to go in the hospital, but I’m glad you are home for Christmas! All us fans wish you a speedy and complete recovery!
I lack the eloquence to put this properly , So
Ditto.
Thank you all so much.
Nick’s having some trouble with focus. The wedding is still in his locus. With the rabbi now eaten and in battle now beaten, by this combo of tiger and crocus.
Gary? He looks more like a Gene.
With the moustache, he looks like a young Rip Taylor…
Thank you to everyone who sees this. It was good to get some well-wishes from all of you as I navigate recovery.