Thursday, July 27, 2006

Bitches Ain't Shit But Good People

I wonder which one of those kids will die first - die emotionally I mean. Wondering which one would die first physically would be morbid.

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

Sometimes I like to listen listen

Hey!!!!!!! I have a last.fm account. Add me as a friend if you're on it and find out what I'm listening to. Most of the time it's my tears hitting the keyboard. LINK

Monday, July 24, 2006

Stupid kids with their hipping and hoppping and yo yo yo

Mike is haunting us from beyond the grave (Oakland). Here is another installment of his "other", "robot-less" comic.

Friday, July 21, 2006

Joe Junkpan Rides Again

My new favorite website: http://www.e-hobo.com/

Let the wailing and gnashing of teeth begin

This is the last emobot comic mike sent me. So no more until he gets back cuz this is it. I will try to throw up some amusing things in the future hopefully. Please keep reading this blog cause if you don't I will hunt you down with murder in my eyes, MURDER!

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

Emobot Asks Why? WHY!?!?!


I'm like a magnet
You're like a piece of wood
Can't get together
Don't make me feel too good

Monday, July 17, 2006

Emobot Does Some Stuff And Crap

Mike needs to stop using my reject ideas.

Free?

Anybody that wants an invite to oink.me.uk just ask me. i have a few extra ones. Shhh (It's a file sharing torrent site - i.e. music) Link

Friday, July 14, 2006

Emobot Goes To The Doc


I don't think anybody reads this blog anymore.

Second episode of Emobot story delayed until I feel like writing it...Have I become what I created?

Wednesday, July 12, 2006

Emobot Isn't Rust-Proof

Tuesday, July 11, 2006

Prologue

The Captain's eye glinted in the moonlight. He could smell his prey. The mixture of electricity and metal signaled that there was a robot near - the one he had been hunting. He lived for the hunt. It was the only time he felt alive anymore. Six years since the accident. Six years since his only love was ripped from him by that machine! He had a debt to pay and he was going to do it one robot at a time...

The Captain waited in the deserted alley. He could hear the robot approaching, its metal feet clinking on the pavement. The Captain's heart began to race as his palms became sweaty. Almost... almost... wait for it...wait for it, the Captain thought to himself. As the robot was about to pass, the Captain stepped from his hiding place in the shadows.

"Stevebot!" the Captain roared. The robot, startled, turned around.

"Are you Stevebot?" the Captain repeated.

"Uh," said the robot as it fumbled to compose itself.

The Captain carefully studied his adversary. Its features were almost human. Its face and arms had what appeared to be skin covering them. Its eyes were grayish green with almost a hint of sentient intelligence behind them. The Captain chuckled to himself. This robot was clearly trying to fool him. He marveled at how human-like the manufacturers had made the model. They even saw fit to include flaws. There was a scar that marred part of Stevebot’s left eye and it stumbled and slurred its speech as if it were drunk. What clever programming, the Captain mused to himself.

“Well?” the Captain shouted once more.

“Uh, my name is Steve…but –“

“I knew it!” raged the Captain. He pulled from his cloak an electro-baton. I have to make the first hit count, I won’t get another shot. He knew that usually the CPU was housed in the head (an attempt by the creators to imitate the human anatomy). He aimed his blow at the temple. With all his might he brought the baton down trying to pierce the tough metallic hide that he knew was lurking under that fake skin.

The robot had no time to scream. It fell as blood and brains splattered on the pavement. The Captain recoiled at the sight. He wondered if he had made a mistake. Was this an innocent man that lay sprawled before him? Had his bloodlust/ battery-acid-lust gone too far? Was his pursuit of vengeance robbing him of his humanity? Was he no better than the machines he hunted?

As he contemplated these complex questions something drew his gaze. His blow had rattled loose Stevebot’s left eye. It lay on the ground twitching and sparking. It was a prosthetic eye, a replacement eye that was near as good as the original.

He was more machine than man. I did him a favor, the Captain thought to himself. He wiped the blood from his baton and took a long swig from his flask. Another night, another f----ing robot.

Next Episode: Danger!! Stranger!

Monday, July 10, 2006

Go Emobot, It's Your Birfday. We Gonna Party...



Alternate Punch Line: Lonely Island Iced Tea

Saturday, July 08, 2006

New Danger!

So, in an effort to breath more diversity into the blog and to keep our 3 or 4 fans entertained I will be premiering all new material on Tuesday. It will not be a comic but a short story. I can't draw and i don't have a scanner so I'm not gonna be doing things in Microsoft Paint. I have the first couple episodes written. I will post them on Tuesdays and Thursdays when there aren't new Emobot comics. So far I would describe the Emobot story as an "erotic" thriller. It will have twists and turns and will include some of your favorite characters from the comic. But it will also include brand new characters that I have just made up. It's quite possibly the most staggering piece of prose you will ever read! Your life will be changed! Stay Tuned!!

Friday, July 07, 2006

Emobot gets a Checkup

Update: I'm working on an Emobot short story, more details later
Ok, so I understand that the quality of Emobot is somewhat lacking at the moment. Well, Mike is not available and we blew our proverbial load of good ideas at the beginning of the comic run. So... we will continue to be mired in mediocrity until Mike gets back cuz I can't draw and I don't think you want to see stick figures. But stick with us through these tricky times, we have more surprises that will delight and dazzle the imagination. Also, that's Dr. Terri making a cameo above.

Wednesday, July 05, 2006

Emobot is a Dirty Boy

Secret Message: If you can read this, place a star in the comments
Emobot demands toast in the tub.

Monday, July 03, 2006

Embot Does a Crossword Puzzle



Emobot prefers the cold, calculating caress of Sudoku.

Happy 4th of July. U-S-A!

Perhaps!

This is an e-mail I got from Mike and I'm reposting it here for all those curious about what Mike is up to:


Hello friends!
so first things first if you'd like to send me anything, the address is:
BAyUP - Mike Downey
c/o CityTeam Ministries
722 Washington Street
Oakland, CA 94607
We are currently at the Oakland Library near Lake Meritt and I have 20 minutes of computer time before it logs me out.
We moved into CityTeam on saturday (yesterday) and are still just settling in and getting situated. We spent the first week having training and studies and such with all the students participating in BAyUP this summer.
We're still figuring out exactly what we're doing here at CityTeam but I think we have a little better idea now. For those that don't know, the men in the program at CityTeam are there for drug/alcohol recovery and it's a year-long program. These guys are also the ones you run everything else that CityTeam does, like feeding and housing around 60 people every night.
One of the things that we'll be doing is helping tutor the guys in math because they also have certain educational advancements that they have to make in order to graduate from the program (which in some cases is court ordered). We'll also be helping out with the bible studies and sitting in on a lot of the recovery classes. There's some sort of summer camp children's thing that I think we're gonna be spending a lot of time with...but I'm still a little fuzzy on that. They're pretty flexible so we can pretty much just fill in wherever else we would like to. Helping cook meals, wash dishes, help with food distribution, setup and take down commodations for the homeless, etc.
So far the guys seem really cool, and that's just after a few short conversations with them. It's pretty obvious that their lives are drastically transformed after only a few months in the program, and that's because they've accepted Christ. However, chemical addiction is still a really powerful thing.
Okay, maybe I'll have more time later to send something out. Bye!
In Christ,
Michael
ps: I couldn't get into my excel file to find all the email addresses, so if you want to forward this to people, please do. Hopefully I will be able to do that soon. Also, let me know who you forward it to so I don't repeat. thanks!

It's a Series of Tubes

Senator Ted Stevens (R-Alaska) on why he voted against an amendment dealing with net neutrality: Link

I just the other day got, an internet was sent by my staff at 10 o'clock in the morning on Friday and I just got it yesterday. Why?

Because it got tangled up with all these things going on the internet commercially.

So you want to talk about the consumer? Let's talk about you and me. We use this internet to communicate and we aren't using it for commercial purposes.

They want to deliver vast amounts of information over the internet. And again, the internet is not something you just dump something on. It's not a truck.

It's a series of tubes.

And if you don't understand those tubes can be filled and if they are filled, when you put your message in, it gets in line and its going to be delayed by anyone that puts into that tube enormous amounts of material, enormous amounts of material.

Now we have a separate Department of Defense internet now, did you know that?

Do you know why?

Because they have to have theirs delivered immediately. They can't afford getting delayed by other people.

I'm glad the leaders of our country are so well informed and can make good decisions concerning our future technology needs. ...sigh

Saturday, July 01, 2006

Math Majors Ahoy!



Sorry about the lateness. I wasn't near my computer on Friday.