“Useless positons like monitoring ship things and communication and stuff.” I’m guessing he’s going to find out how useful comms and engineering are at some point.
vonBoomslang
She. Also yes, but also consider the fact Nogg’s crew runs it with three people. And that’s counting Nogg.
Schismatism
I take it, then, that the Ludicrous Junk Cluster is in fact bereft of anything at all.
Nomi
It may, in fact, be a black hole.
Zero
That… makes sense, actually.
Coyoty
All the names are taken these days, even the stupidest. “He’s so old, he got [name].com first. For ten bucks.” (I got coyoty.net.)
Mic
So, it’s an area most would a-void?
Efogoto
Unless it is not de-void of interest.
alinfamous
Now I want a Chinese fishing boat so I can name it The Ludicrous Junk.
Hades
Get a bunch and you can have a Ludicrous Junk cluster…
The Saprophyte
Here’s hoping it’s not called the Calama Void because it’s three-quarters full of space squid.
Keith
You ready the bait and tackle, I’ll fire up the deep fryer! It’s SPACE SQUID TONIGHT CREW! And yes, I enjoy deep fried squid.
Dave
Ludicrous Junk Cluster … this needs to be the name of an art gallery in a pretentious neighborhood.
Pete Rogan
Years ago, I was party to a publishing company that wanted to register itself as Involuntary Publishing… but that name was taken, too, so I’m not surprised. By a legal-publishing firm, no less, so I was even LESS surprised.
I won’t be surprised either if it’s chock full of space squid. Break out the soy, the wasabi and the garu! We chow tonight!
Oh, and Nova, I agree with you. Any race that has to sit with the end of its spine forced up in the air like that is bound to be a little bunged in the head. Stangor fits the description perfectly.
Muzhik
I had to check with yesterday’s strip to be sure, but clearly Ruddock has adopted a position where he can protect the Precious Liquid, COFFEE! (Since that big thing in the alcove is clearly an old-timey coffee maker. You know, where you keep bubbling the coffee through the grounds until you have a thick sludge at the bottom.)
My ex-father-in-law served down in Louisiana during WW2, and he told me how those local boys who worked the kitchen would take that coffee sludge that had been boiling all day, mix it half-coffee half-cream half-sugar, and give it to the guards on the night shift. They swore it was the only thing that kept them awake some nights.
It sounds like it’s denser than Gurf. Maybe.
“Useless positons like monitoring ship things and communication and stuff.” I’m guessing he’s going to find out how useful comms and engineering are at some point.
She. Also yes, but also consider the fact Nogg’s crew runs it with three people. And that’s counting Nogg.
I take it, then, that the Ludicrous Junk Cluster is in fact bereft of anything at all.
It may, in fact, be a black hole.
That… makes sense, actually.
All the names are taken these days, even the stupidest. “He’s so old, he got [name].com first. For ten bucks.” (I got coyoty.net.)
So, it’s an area most would a-void?
Unless it is not de-void of interest.
Now I want a Chinese fishing boat so I can name it The Ludicrous Junk.
Get a bunch and you can have a Ludicrous Junk cluster…
Here’s hoping it’s not called the Calama Void because it’s three-quarters full of space squid.
You ready the bait and tackle, I’ll fire up the deep fryer! It’s SPACE SQUID TONIGHT CREW! And yes, I enjoy deep fried squid.
Ludicrous Junk Cluster … this needs to be the name of an art gallery in a pretentious neighborhood.
Years ago, I was party to a publishing company that wanted to register itself as Involuntary Publishing… but that name was taken, too, so I’m not surprised. By a legal-publishing firm, no less, so I was even LESS surprised.
I won’t be surprised either if it’s chock full of space squid. Break out the soy, the wasabi and the garu! We chow tonight!
Oh, and Nova, I agree with you. Any race that has to sit with the end of its spine forced up in the air like that is bound to be a little bunged in the head. Stangor fits the description perfectly.
I had to check with yesterday’s strip to be sure, but clearly Ruddock has adopted a position where he can protect the Precious Liquid, COFFEE! (Since that big thing in the alcove is clearly an old-timey coffee maker. You know, where you keep bubbling the coffee through the grounds until you have a thick sludge at the bottom.)
My ex-father-in-law served down in Louisiana during WW2, and he told me how those local boys who worked the kitchen would take that coffee sludge that had been boiling all day, mix it half-coffee half-cream half-sugar, and give it to the guards on the night shift. They swore it was the only thing that kept them awake some nights.
Scrap Pile of Insufferable Arrogance?
This isn’t “Schlock Mercenary”. 😉