Thursday, November 19, 2009

Quote Of The Day 11/19/09

"Be not the slave of your own past. Plunge into the sublime seas, dive deep and swim far, so you shall come back with self-respect, with new power, with an advanced experience that shall explain and overlook the old."


-Ralph Waldo Emerson

Crazy K


Disgruntled with waiting for "The Orso Sign", I decided it might be wise to visit Uncle Orso's good friend, and block mate, Mr. Kangaroo, of course he prefers "Crazy K".






The Tank: Crazy K, maybe you can tell me
what "The Orso Sign" is supposed to be?

Crazy K: You know your Uncle; it will be least what you expect,
but should most expect. Then the truck will arrive.

The Tank: Funny, thought you would have an accent.


Crazy K: Na, that's just a myth. Humans are so delusional, they acutally
believe a place called Australia really exist, come on Tank, I know you're
smarter than that.

The Tank: I don't know...I think you've been in for too long.

"The Orso Sign" will remain a mystery for now, as will Australia according to Crazy K.

Benny "The Tank"





Tuesday, November 17, 2009

Quote Of The Day 11/17/09

"In times of universal deceit, telling the truth will be a revolutionary act."


-George Orwell

A Look Into The Sun





Continuing to look for the "Orso Sign", Anne gazes deep into the telescope, past the sun, and into the unknown.











And what does she see? The sign maybe....No, just another solar flare. But wait...






Has she discovered new life?

Oh no, not him again, we will have to revist that adventure later. But Oh, this must be it, look!



Okay, guess Mum was right, sometimes you just have too look the other way.

Anne, currently known as "The Astronomer"

Sunday, November 15, 2009

Quote Of The Day 11/15/09

"The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places."
-Ernest Hemingway

A Silent Tail

As Anne and I bury an associate's...mess up, we remain vigilant, looking for the sign Uncle Orso promised we would soon see. In our one moment of repose, we hear a strange clamor through the woods.
















By the time we turn around all we see is...tail? A strange, silent, faster than light tail, one in which we did not recgoinze. I do not have a good feeling about this.


Benny "The Tank"