The Saga of Bob and Vlad, by John Scalzi and Tom Tomorrow

36 thoughts on “The Saga of Bob and Vlad, by John Scalzi and Tom Tomorrow

  1. My fave is a toilet that is actually in a wall.
    The workers did a really astoundingly good job on putting a toilet in a wall.
    My thought eventually was? How much of an ass is their boss who I bet told them to do what the blue prints said.
    And the drywall people said ‘But!’ and the boss said….

  2. Hilarious! You rock, Mr. Scalzi!

    Also, ten bucks says that Putin is secretly in the closet.

  3. Dan (i.e., Tom) is one of the good guys. Was glad to have met him ~21 years ago when I was on staff of an alt-weekly that ran his strip.

  4. I am resisting the powerful temptation to chutney Tom Tomorrow on this.

    (It would, of course, be distinctly rude of anyone else to illustrate it.)

  5. “The polar bear eventually told US weekly”.

    Although admittedly, the other tabloids reported on the cause of Putin’s pinkeye first. :-)

  6. You chickened out, John. You missed the chance to take it to the next level, then see if Tom would. Competitive improvisational slash is the best. Takes the phrase ‘one-up-manship’ to the next level.

  7. So, this was your secret project requiring seclusion? But: I call shenanigans! There was no guitar!

    (you can make this right by turning the above True Story into a ballad).

  8. Am I the only one who found it extremely disorienting when Dan/Tom abruptly switched from present to past tense? And only three tweets from the end! Whole suspension of disbelief thing, bam, right out the window. Gave me vertigo and everything. :(

  9. At night, the stray dogs come.

    Where is this line from? Did I read this in some post apocalyptic 90s short story? Google is not helping me here.

  10. ” ‘At night, the stray dogs come.’ Where is this line from?”

    It might be a riff on Matt Groening from Life is Hell.

    “Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come.”

    Then again it might not be at all related.

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