The All True Adventures of the Agents of M.O.M.M.Y. and D.A.D.D.Y

When last we spoke, I mentioned that there was something in the works that was tangentially related to this blog, well...

My good buddy and comic book artist extraordinare, Mike Hawthorne, has been pushing me to turn this blog into more. So with the help of Steve Musgrave and my comrade in arms, Mike Imboden, we created Thomas: Agent of Chaos.

Thomas and his brother, Carl, are a mixture of Calvin and Hobbes, Dennis the Menace, Princess Gwen, Queen McKenzie, and Captain Hysteria : the ORIGINAL Agent of Chaos.

Thomas: Agent of Chaos is part of this month's (JAN 2008) competition of Zuda Comics. Zuda Comics is basically like American Idol for comic books/ comic strips. 10 strips are chosen a month and given over to the public to vote. So it's your job to register and vote on Thomas. If Thomas finishes as the top strip (AKA #1) then we (Steve, Mike and I) get a contract and get paid to produce 52 more Thomas strips. If not then Steve Mike and I, will continue to do the strip as we can. Either way there will be more Thomas, but if we win there will be much, much more Thomas! The URL to vote is www.zudacomics.com/node/250 but remember to register first!


That's enough about Thomas. This post is running long as CH:tOAoC has reminded the Agent of D.A.D.D.Y by some how shoving both fists into a single (and formerly full) 18 oz jar of peanut butter.

The goals for the new year are
1) post more often to this blog
2) do more Thomas strips
3) get the Princess to ride her bike without training wheels (she is 10 now)
4) get the Queen to ride here bike without training wheels (she is almost 6 mow)
5) get the peanut butter smell off CH.

A tip to help defeat th e Agents of C.H.A.O.S :
Washable crayons are your friend. They wash off most surfaces with water. If you find yourself in possession of non-washable crayons (like if a G.R.A.N.D Agent supplied them), WD-40 and/or baby oil will remove them. If the AoCs some how get hold of a Sharpie of other non-washable market, rubbing alcohol should remove the marks from most surfaces.

It's been a might bit quiet here for a while and for that I apologize.
Hang on until the beginning of the year because the agents of chaos have created something cool.

My mother's youngest brother died in France late last week.

He and I spent 25 years without seeing each other. When I graduated from high school, he purchased me a $300 bicycle. One that matched his own. At that time, he had seen me since I was maybe 3 years old. We met once again a couple years ago and although, I never told him, he was one of my favorite people. He was someone you could talk to about everything and nothing.

I'm making this post here because from the moment he met the kids he loved them with all his heart, especially our dear Princess Gwen. I wished that our lives were different and that we had spent more time together, if only for Gwen.

So here's a post in the memory of Michael Anthony Farrow, who left us far too soon.

In House, all cereal is stored on top of Fridge. With that is mind, here's the latest conversationwith Queen McKenzie.

Queen McKenzie: I can't reach the cereal.
Agent of D.A.D.D.Y.: That's because you're a midget.
QM: What's a midget?
AoD: A short person.

QM hops into the land of KidRoom where Captain Hysteria, Princess Gwen and visiting Cousin Eli are playing.

QM: Hey, guess what? I'm a midget and a midget is a short person.

Queen McKenzie has decreed that the end the Queen's shoe laces must be the same length.

To comply with this newest decree, the Queen has unlaced the laces of the Queen's shoe to re-lace them. When the Agent of D.A.D.D.Y. brought up the fact that the length of the laces don't matter, the Queen's response was, "It does too matter. Everything matters. You're not the boss of me."

And thus the AoD left the Queen to her constant re- lacing, but the AoD subscribes to the notion that if it doesn't matter, it's not worth debating with a 5 year old .

The Queen is a royal comedian what follows is a sample of her stand-up comedy.

Queen: Knock. Knock
Agent of D.A.D.D.Y.: Who's there?
Q: Banana
AoD: Banana who?
Q: Knock. Knock
AoD: Who's there?
Q: Banana
AoD: Banana who?
Q: Knock. Knock
AoD: Who's there?
Q: Banana
AoD: Banana who?
Q: Knock. Knock
AoD: Who's there?
Q: Banana
AoD: Banana who?
Q: Knock. Knock
AoD: Who's there?
Q: Orange
AoD: Orange who?
Q: Orange you glad I didn't say banana?

Q: Why did the chicken cross the road?
Q: To get some beard.
AoD: Huh?
Q: He wanted to drink some beard?

Q: Poopie!
AoD: ????!
Q: Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. I said Poopie!

Q: Why did the chicken cross the road?
Q: Poopie!
AoD: Huh?
Q: Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha. I said Poopie! That's funny.

Queen McKenzie of Kenzie realized that movies that are on DVD are no longer shown in the theater. That realization comes with much sorrow as she now knows that she will never see Lilo and Stitch in the theater.