Imperial Reference Cogitator

Showing posts with label What The—?!. Show all posts
Showing posts with label What The—?!. Show all posts

Saturday, August 22, 2020

#DadGoals

 Minifinity War - Pregame


First Row - X-men in order of their comics first appearances.  Second, Third, and Fourth Row - Marvel MCU characters in order of their movie debuts.

My son spent the first two hours of his Saturday watching cartoons and using his MCU encyclopedia and Ultimate Guide to the X-Men to put all his Marvel minifigures in order of appearance.  Cue obvious jokes about spherical fruit descending not far from arborial progenitor of said fruit. 

Sunday, April 12, 2020

Battletech Goes Zoom!


Adaptive Battle Tactics Skill Unlocked!



Sorry these pictures are a little blurry, as you can see both my devices with autofocus were occupied when I took this picture

Saturday, March 7, 2020

I Mean They’re On The Same Board, It Has To Happen...



Space stations with hardwood floors are shown to have the highest resale values, but they are hell on the Imperial subcontractors who are constantly trying to refinish white scuff marks off the floors...


Saturday, February 8, 2020

Saturday, February 1, 2020

Freakout... Far out... Freakout... Far Out...

“In the face of the obscene, explicit malice of the jungle, which lacks only dinosaurs as punctuation, I feel like a half-finished, poorly expressed sentence in a cheap novel.”

Werner Herzog

Saturday, January 25, 2020

In Some Countries The Word Ranch Has No Meaning...


Honestly you could probably move a lot of chips in the US by labeling something "Cool American Flavour"

Tuesday, January 21, 2020

MODOK!!!!! 'nuff said...

His sheer ludicrousness is his most powerful weapon!

Saturday, January 18, 2020

I’m Not A Vegetarian, But Sometimes They’re Good with Posters...



Wednesday, January 15, 2020

Retail Apocalypse

or why do abandoned K-Marts make me think the HK-Tanks are already here?

Image result for abandoned K marts
As empty storefronts proliferate (former K-Marts seem to be the most numerous current offender) what is it about mid - 80s strip mall architecture gone to ruin that makes me think immediately of post apocalyptic rubble?  Is it because I've seen so many 80s movies that would run down such a location so they could convey a sense of familiar destruction to rattle the Reagan generation or is it something inherent in the aging of building styles of ones youth?



Saturday, January 11, 2020