Monday, August 31, 2009

Ace: Private Eye (or the Case of the Golden Osprey -- Part One)

It was a dark and foggy night, with rain drilling on me like marbles on a tin roof. My name's Ace. Art Ace.

I'm a detective, which is why I'm standing here in the rain under this streetlight ...





...watching a case go south across the street. But before I get too ahead of myself, maybe I should start back at the beginning.


It was a Tuesday in my office. Just like any other day until trouble walked in ...

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

Here's A Little Something New ...

Hullo, boys and girls! It's time for one of Reggie's favorite videos...only this time instead of birds, we're featuring cats -- Felix the Cat, that is. Enjoy!

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Sunday, August 9, 2009

Page Running ... The Startling Conclusion!

How do I get out of this? Hello? Is anyone there?


That's when he realized: his only chance was to keep running until he ran out of story!


Say, that's brilliant! Onward, ho!

And so he ran, and ran ....


POOF!



Through the fairy tale book and into the next book on the shelf ...

POOF!





And the next ...


POOF!






... and the next ....

POOF!


Wait a minute -- what happens when I reach the end of the --



AAAAEEEEEIIIIIIIIIIEEEEE!!!!!!!




Stay tuned for the next adventure in --


* Bzz--Wha? What happened?


-- Reggie in a Book Bind!




Oh, shut up!

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

Page Running ... Part Six



As Reggie flees through the forest in search of a way home ...



"Hey, would you shut up and help me out of this?"


... he passed through yet another chapter in the realm of classic fairy tales.


POOF!



Great.

Saturday, August 1, 2009

There weren't just one angry bear in the cottage. Rochester, the patriarch of the family was accompanied by his wife, Dolores ...


Who's that?? Is somebody narrating this thing ?!?
... and their darling Baby Bear.

What on earth are you doing in our home?


Look, I can explain ... of course you're a bit upset, seeing me here --

Who's been sleeping in our beds?


Who's been sampling our breakfast?


Who's been playing my accordian?




Wait a minute, Dad -- that's not part of the story.

It's not? Are you sure about that?



Positive, dear. As for the porridge and the beds, I think there's only one suspect in this room ...
...so I think there's only one thing to do --
AAAeeeeeeeeeiiiiiii!!!!!!!!