If the mad-science drone wasn’t idiot-proof, they wouldn’t have got this far. I suspect the cable (and whatever it’s powering) would stop working long before it does.
The rat drone skin functions as a Faraday cage, shielding the internals from electrical currents.
Unless readers know Schrödinger’s equation like the back of their hand, they should probably stick to Garfield and leave the hard science fiction graphical novels like Skin Horse to people who can understand them instead of just looking at the pretty pictures. I suppose that would make the comment section just me chatting with the authors, but I am used to the burden of singlehandedly sustaining a conversation.
Wow. I’m impressed. You’ve managed to take pompous and self-aggrandizing to a whole new level not heretofore seen in these comments. Should we all bow before your superior intellect?
I got the impression that the Idaho storyline was presenting bureaucracy as a universal animal trait rather than as a merely local idiosyncrasy. But I’m enjoying its reappearance here regardless!
Two of us, out to zap ‘em
Then to whack ‘em, is the way.
Two of us, helmet wearing,
Not preparing,
In our plain rat drone
We’re in a rat drone
We’re in a rat drone,
We’re in a drone!
Two of us, lacking weapons,
And no permits in the wall.
You and me, chewing cable,
To disable,
In our plain rat drone
We’re in a rat drone
We’re in a rat drone,
We’re in a drone!
You and I have manuals
Longer than the shoe-care lectures that we dread.
Two of us, rat discovered
To the office, jump the gun
You and me, in suspension,
Feel the tension,
In our plain rat drone
We’re in a rat drone
We’re in a rat drone,
We’re in a drone!
—from “Two of Us,” credited to John Lennon and Paul McCartney (but really just Paul), sung by The Beatles.
A rat’s nest of red tape.
-deep bow-
They’re bureauc-rats.
+1
We had a cat that would sit on the dresser in the bedroom.
He was a bureau cat.
Too bad he didn’t let them chew a little longer. I’ve seen what chewing power wires does to rodents.
If the mad-science drone wasn’t idiot-proof, they wouldn’t have got this far. I suspect the cable (and whatever it’s powering) would stop working long before it does.
The rat drone skin functions as a Faraday cage, shielding the internals from electrical currents.
Unless readers know Schrödinger’s equation like the back of their hand, they should probably stick to Garfield and leave the hard science fiction graphical novels like Skin Horse to people who can understand them instead of just looking at the pretty pictures. I suppose that would make the comment section just me chatting with the authors, but I am used to the burden of singlehandedly sustaining a conversation.
Wow. I’m impressed. You’ve managed to take pompous and self-aggrandizing to a whole new level not heretofore seen in these comments. Should we all bow before your superior intellect?
But I LIKE the pretty pictures! Sharing is a hug from far away…
But what about coffee?!
How peculiar. Are they suddenly in Idaho?
It’s unlikely, as the library where we met Valiant was in the Silicon Valley. Also, the closest to an In-N-Out in Idaho is apparently in Ogden, Utah..
I got the impression that the Idaho storyline was presenting bureaucracy as a universal animal trait rather than as a merely local idiosyncrasy. But I’m enjoying its reappearance here regardless!
…surely he means the -Temporary- Electrical Zoning and Permit Office, given that they’re a wandering colony still in search of a suitable home?
OK, I think the “everyone is an idiot” horse will not benefit from further beatings. Bring on the next gag!
The Keystone Kops and Three Stooges got some long miles out of that one.
Wonder whether it was Echo Bravo or Alfa Alfa who said that last line?
Are you certain the Dashing Rat isn’t there to correct grammar? (Feels like we’ve seen this act before)
At some point I expect the drone will be taken all the way up to petition the Rat King.
Two of us, out to zap ‘em
Then to whack ‘em, is the way.
Two of us, helmet wearing,
Not preparing,
In our plain rat drone
We’re in a rat drone
We’re in a rat drone,
We’re in a drone!
Two of us, lacking weapons,
And no permits in the wall.
You and me, chewing cable,
To disable,
In our plain rat drone
We’re in a rat drone
We’re in a rat drone,
We’re in a drone!
You and I have manuals
Longer than the shoe-care lectures that we dread.
Two of us, rat discovered
To the office, jump the gun
You and me, in suspension,
Feel the tension,
In our plain rat drone
We’re in a rat drone
We’re in a rat drone,
We’re in a drone!
—from “Two of Us,” credited to John Lennon and Paul McCartney (but really just Paul), sung by The Beatles.
Swashbuckling bureaucrats? There’s something you don’t run into that often.
I appreciate the resistors in today’s comic on more levels than you do.
…pardon me while I engage full “ignore” mode. Bzzzt!
“I just wanna bite things” Dentition is destiny.
Chewing in bits of wire is pretty normal behavior for a rat.
Also normal behavior for my toddler, in spite of all my efforts.