Dr. Smith's Halloween Costume. Fixed.

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Coffee=Chilies

Just because it comes in a smaller package,
Doesn't mean you're safe.

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The Continuing Weekly Adventures Of Dr. Zachary Smith H.M.O.

This weeks episode:

Episode #41: Parts Unknown 
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Last Week as you recall, Dr. Zachary Smith and Capt. James Brown had just slipped through the hole in space and time left by the Evil Von TipRău, Villain of Villains.  He had stolen the Townspeople of Legopolis away for some nefarious scheme, to which none but himself are privy.  Not even I, the Narrator, —Who Has Read the Script— have any idea what his nefarious schemes are.
Dr. Smith, Capt. Brown, and their chosen vehicle —A  1935 Jaguar— seem to appear out of a bit of air that just doesn't  fit.

-=fig. 199: Through the Looking Glass=-
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"AHHH!" Yells Capt. Brown, unaccustomed as he is to trans-dimensional travel.  Their suspension creaks as they hit the ground at great speed and from considerable height.  But Dr. Zachary Smith, veteran driver, expertly applies the brakes, and expertly skids to a stop, inches from the immovable mass that was the wall.  
“Well, Zachary, that was something!” Capt. Brown yells, his ears ringing from the crash landing.   They climb out of the car, Gingerly, so as to not dislodge any fragile body parts.  Or any parts of the car that may have decided to fall off.  Dr. Smith, naturally curious, wanders into the ominous cave. The Air, blindingly bright outside,  disappears ominously the further into the cave they go.  Capt. Brown, a born baritone,  Breaks into song, to try and lighten the mood.
“Aieressera, oì nanninè, me ne sagliette,
tu saie addò tu saie addò
Addò 'stu core 'ngrato cchiù dispietto farme nun pò!
Addò lo fuoco coce, ma si fuie
te lassa sta!
E nun te corre appriesso, nun te struie, 'ncielo a guardà!...
Jammo, jammo 'ncoppa, jammo jà,
funiculì, funiculà!”

Dr. Smith, {Tenor}  recognizing the song, joins in on the second chorus;

“Nè... jammo da la terra a la montagna! no passo nc'è!
Se vede Francia, Proceta e la Spagna...
Io veco a tte!
Tirato co la fune, ditto 'nfatto,
'ncielo se va.." 
At the end of the song, Dr. Smith, laughing, slaps Capt. Brown on the back. “You could have had a marvelous career in opera, James.  What Happened?”  Capt. Brown just shrugs. The dark of the cave, having lost its fears, looks much less ominous than before.

Until the air just in front of Dr. Smith starts to crackle.  
“What’s that Zachary?”  but Dr. Smith just walks toward the glowing bit of air, like a man in a dream.  Our Cameras couldn’t capture it all that well, this is the best picture we could get:
 

-=fig. 200: It’s getting worse.=-
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“Get back to the car, James.”
Capt. Brown ran. 
Ran.
Dr. Smith was close behind, not even bothering to open the car door.
the world started to shake, and the colors too.

-=fig. 201: We need leave, now.=-

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“Zachary? We need to leave, NOW.”  “I know. Got your seatbelt? Good. Now. Pull that lever.”

The orchestra rises to a crescendo,

and stops, pauses more like.

-=fig. 202: Curiouser and Somewhat More Curious=-
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BANG! 
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 -=fig. 203: Mr. Clement "Joe" Dribbler=-
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 Mr. Clement "Joe" Dribbler, a born salesman, senses the change in atmosphere, and smiles.
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 The 1935 Jaguar skids to a stop, ruining a perfectly good set of brakes.

-=fig. 204: Two Orders To Go=-
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The tires steamed, gently.
There was not a soul for–
"Hurry Hurry Hurry! Get Yer' turkey Legs here!"
Not A Soul For Mi–
"Fresh enough! Step Right Up!"
NOBODY ABOU–

"Try Yer' Luck! Oops, wrong one."
 NO ONE AT ALL!
"Hurry Hurry Hurry!"
Nobody!
Except  Mr. Clement "Joe" Dribbler, huckster extraordinaire. 

Dr. Smith and Capt. Brown Carefully disembark themselves from the Jaguar. "I'll Handle this James," Dr. Smith walks over to Mr. Clement "Joe" Dribbler, but before he could say anything, Mr. Clement "Joe" Dribbler launched into his Shpiel {שפּיל} "You Sir look like a man of discerning taste, yes you do. Tell Ya' what, for you,–"Dr. Smith couldn't get a word in edgewise. "–just you, now, and for TODAY ONLY! I'll give you not one, not two, but 1½ Fresh{-ish} Legs of Finer quality turkey! That's Right Not One, Not Two–" The man wouldn't stop talking! "Not even Three! But 1½ High{-er} Quality Turkey Legs! Whaddaya Say, friend!"  "Er–"  "Thankyaverymuch, another satisfied customer! That's right Folks another satisfied customer! Step right Up and try yer' Luck, awinnereverytime!"   Before He Knew what was happening Dr. Smith was carrying 1½ legs of higher quality turkey back to where Capt. Brown stood, laughing. "Are you Laughing at me James?" Asks, Dr. Smith, interrogatively. "No! Of Course {Ha HA} Not. Never. But you went about it all the wrong way." "Be my guest, James.  But be careful, that man's been trained on the streets of London, and no mistake." Capt. Brown Walks up to Mr. Clement "Joe" Dribbler. "He-llo there Friend–"  "QUIET."  It was not a command. It was a statement.  Quiet happened.  Quite suddenly. With a Range like Capt. James Browns, the world listens. Mr. Clement "Joe" Dribbler rallies marvelously though, "I will not be pushed around by–" "I SAID QUIET" The Ground rattled.  Mr. Clement "Joe" Dribbler, not one to give up, opens his mouth to respond, one more time. "I CAN GO LOWER. AND LOUDER."  Capt. Brown reaches a low E before Mr. Clement "Joe" Dribbler's cart starts to vibrate.  Mr. Clement "Joe" Dribbler–A born Businessman– knows when he is beaten: "All Right! All right! What do you want?"   Capt. Brown Steps aside, and makes a sweeping gesture to Dr. Smith, indicating that he was turning this section of the interrogation over to Dr. Smith.  "Why are you here?" Asks Dr. Smith, Questioningly.  Mr. Clement "Joe" Dribbler,  Huckster to the core, switches back into "Refrigerators to Eskimos" mode. "I've personally analyzed the latest data from the VERY TOP SCIENTISTS From around the world! And I've found that this very spot, that's right. RIGHT HERE! Is gonna be the the biggest retail mall this side of–" "And the Real Reason?" Mr. Clement "Joe" Dribbler muttered something inaudible. "What?" "I was kicked out of the Guild of…" "What? Speak up Man!" "I was kicked out of the guild of Hucksters, Shysters, And Turkey Salesmen for purveying Inferior Merchandise.  Alright? Are you happy? Really. coercing a confession."  "But How Did you get here?  Flash of light? Loud noise?  Short-term memory loss? Any of that?"   

Mr. Clement "Joe" Dribbler thought. 

And Thought Some More. 

A Bit More Thought was needed.  

Right Then, a decision was reached. 

"Nope."


He said.
Dr. Smith Thinks for moment, and then says; "I notice that you don't have any wheels on that cart of yours, you wouldn't happen to have a miniature sub-atomic anti-gravity generator in there?"  Mr. Clement "Joe" Dribbler begins to say no, then thinks for a second. "I Jus– I Don't know." Dr. Smith smacks his forehead,"* Of course, I forgot, you would call it a…um…ZS5000 Wheel-Less Wheels."  "That I Do, I Have One of those, good investment.  got it in fact Back In–"  "Right, we're gonna need to…Borrow it." 

-=fig. 205: ZS5000?=-
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"The ZS5000 Zachary? Really?"  "Oh sush, like you've never named one of your Inventio–…Cities… after yourself."  After Installing The ZS5000, The Jaguar Is ready to fly.

-=fig. 206: You Can't leave me Here!=-
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"You Can't Leave me Here!" Shouts Mr. Clement "Joe" Dribbler, Waving his Arms frantically.  "Leave him Zachary." Commands Capt. Brown, "He was just whinging little twerp."  "James! That's not nice. True, But not nice. We have taken the mans Only Mode of transportation, his Hover cart."  "He can't fit in the Jaguar. "  "No, but I have an Idea." 

 -=fig. 207: Mr. Clement "Joe" Dribbler speeding along in his cart=-
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"I thought it was really neat how you pulled that surfboard out of your bag like that." Capt. Brown says, "But you didn't need to Make his cart go that fast, did you?"  Dr. Smith Smiles. "I Guess I'm Just a Natural Philanthropist."

-=fig. 208: Exit, Stage Right=-
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Dr. Smith {Natural Philanthropist} flies the Jaguar toward a handy Hole, Unfortunately, some of our Cameras aren't prepared for such trauma. so they burnt off, you can see them in fig. 208 {Above}  We are working on improving the Camera design, but until then we have no Idea where…they…went.

Come back next week for:

Episode #42: Terra Incognita

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*Sorry that wasn't very clear, I meant that Dr. Smith Smacked his own Forehead, not Mr. Clement "Joe" Dribblers forehead.  That Would just be ridiculous.


Right.

Hope I Cleared that up, then.

Yup.

Helium Road and the Peregrination

I Worked so hard on that "Invisible Zachary" Picture, It's too bad I can't find a good Warehouse Picture anywhere. But Dont wory Folks! I am looking, and it should be back sometime. Probably in a new post. But Until then, here is this DeskTop Wallpaper I Made from a Picture I Took:

It Is formatted for widescreen Macboo– I Mean, Computer screens.

That Is An Actual road in Amarillo Texas.

Photo released in accordance with the Legal Disclaimer, scroll down.

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Halloween is not Just For Humans

CUT!

PRINT! 

THAT'S A WRAP. 

TAKE FIVE EVERYBODY.

 Here at The Office, The Crew of Dr. Zachary Smith's Weekly Adventures were working all through the holidays, but everybody who could dressed up in the spirit of the holiday, one of the highlights is Dr. Smith's Costume, he went as the invisible man:

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Continued here. 

Happy Halloween

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Halloween is over

Well, Halloween is over. I was thinking of taking down the Halloween theme today, but I Have been Convinced that I should be taking it out later, so that everyone may enjoy the neatness. I Finally finished the theme last night, {Before trick or treating} and I would like everyone out there who reads my blog to enjoy it as much as possible before later tonight when I will take it down.

Happy Halloween Weekend!

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Mhahahahahahaha!

Happy Halloween, my friends. Step into the Parlor? As you can See, I Went All out for To Day, Just Above this there is Von TipRău, glaring at you through the gloom, and over to the side is a previously unknown picture of one of Dr. Smith's ancestors!

Isn't the Family resemblance amazing?  I Have Hidden more Surprises in the sidebar to your left, right, and below the post area. Happy Hunting? Any way, I wish you A happy halloween from enveyone here at Early Bird Industries, And Savethecroissants.com!

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The Continuing Weekly Adventures Of Dr. Zachary Smith H.M.O.

This weeks episode:
Episode #40: South By Southwest
Act one, Scene one.
“Last Week as you recall”
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Last Week {as you Recall} Dr. Smith, Capt. James Brown, and the entire company of the Legopolis City Royal Rooftop Police {L.C.R.P., for short} were in the Rather Large Blank Spot, attempting to escape from the Black and White that was attacking the great City Of Legopolis.  Also last week, the Rather Large Blank Spot had started to Fade Before their Very Eyes.
“So What’s the Plan, Zachary?” asks Capt. Brown.  “Well, James, remember Paris?  Summer of ‘49?”  “But that Didn’t work! We almost died!”  Dr. Smith Smiles, gently. “You Have a better plan?”  “Well–” At that point Capt. Brown was cut Off on account of the world exploding.


Act One, Scene Two.
“Good Morning!”
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-=Fig. 192: Morning Zachary!=-
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A Figure Looms Into Dr. Smith’s Consciousness… “Good Morning!” Yells the Figure, Brightly.  “Isn’t it a Beautiful day!” A shadow Crosses his face; “Whoops, sorry, I forgot that you’re not a morning person.  But It’s good to see that you’re up!”  Dr. Smith starts grumbling… “…coffee…now.” Capt. Brown Jumps, “Right, Got it Zachary!” A Second later… “Um, Where–” “…Suitcase…” “Right, Right, of course.  Wow, is this suitcase bigger on the in–”        “…”       “Right, Er, Coffee.”


Act One, Scene Three.
“After Coffee”
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“So, Zachary, how you doing? You Alright Now?” Asks Capt. Brown, after Dr. Smith Finished off the rest of the Coffee. Dr. Smith Yawns and rubs the Sleep out of his eyes. “Yes, I’m fine, thanks for asking, James.”  “Zachary, I was wondering, why is your Suitcase bigger on the inside?”  “It works on the same principle as The Door, Requisitioning a section of the R.L.B.S. for Random Access Storage, then opening and closing with these electromagnets I put on the Sides of my suitcase.”  “Ah.  Ok. Where are we?”  Dr. Smith Looks around, and frowns. “No, we can’t be here.”  “Where?”  Dr. Smith Smiles like a magician about to perform a simple yet complex-looking trick of his own devising to a group of other magicians.   “See James? Nothing up my sleeves.”  Capt. Brown, knowing of Dr. Smiths love of theatre, went along with it. “Yep, Nothing there. What Are you Going To Make appear, Mr. Great Zachariah?"
Dr. Smith Smiles, grasps the air–

-=fig. 193: Nothing up the sleeves=-
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–and pulls, like a magician pulling the tablecloth from a completely set table–

-=fig. 194: Like a Magician trying not to break the expensive china=-
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Revealing…

-=fig. 195: Wow! A Jaguar!=-
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“Wow! a 1935 Jaguar!  With Original Details!” Capt. Brown is awestruck. “but how’d you do it?”  Dr. Smith Just smiles and says: “A Magician Never Reveals His secrets.  Hop in."  “By the way,” Says Capt. Brown,“Where did everyone else go?”  Dr. Smith explains.  It went something like this;  Von TipRău and his evil henchmen have stolen all the colors and people from Legopolis.  In Making their escape, the Villains accidentally {Or maybe not so accidentally} ripped Time and space all to shreds. When Dr. Smith, Capt. Brown, and the L.C.R.P.  Escaped through a different hole in Time and Space, they aggravated the problem, causing a bigger  hole to appear, quite suddenly. {That would have been about the time when the world “Exploded”} That Bigger Hole scattered everyone through Time And space, probably forever,  Hopefully not changing history, but definitely causing trouble. “…And now it’s up to us to chase everybody down, Fix whatever’s been messed up, stop Von TipRău from carrying out his nefarious scheme, and stop time and space from falling apart.”  “And we’re going to do all that in a 1935 Jaguar?”


Act one, Scene Four.
“Hold on tightly and with much fear-driven vigor.”
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-=fig. 196: Now what?=-
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"O.K., Zachary, We're in the car, now what?"  Dr. smith Smiles, a little, private smile, and says: "Well, Now we put it in gear." Capt. Brown rolls his eyes and groans. "Yes, Ha Ha, very funny. I meant what are we looking for?"  "Holes in Space and Time can take on many shapes, from Doors and Windows, to phone booths.  There was even one over in Brittania in the shape of a Police Call box, But mostly Holes are bits of air that don't fit." "Like that bit up ahead?"

-=fig. 197: A Bit of Air that Doesn't Fit=-
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"Ah ha! Well Spotted James!"

They wait for a moment.

Capt. Brown Asks: "Why aren't we–" "You haven't fastened you seat belt, James."
*Click*
"And We're off!"
They gain speed,
The dial registers their speed as:
…12…
…30…
…60…
…81…
…84…
…87…

-=fig. 198: 88mph=-
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There are No theatrics…
No explosions…
No lightning…
No flaming tire tracks…
No Spinning License plate…

Dr. Smith and Capt. Brown Simply slipped between the very frames of existence.

And are now, very simply, A week in the future.

Join us Next week as we Join Capt. Brown and Dr. Zachary Smith in:
Episode #41: Parts Unknown
Same time, same blog.

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Krispy Kreme Donuts

Today it rained, so The Crew and i went to the most awesome donut shop in the immediate area;



Krispy Kreme Doughnuts.
Yum.
We ordered the Halloween type ones,


I really like Krispy Kreme Doughnuts! So yummy. We happened across the doughnut shop in the little Las Vegas wannabe town of Branson Mo. Not exactly up my alley, but at least it's raining. After procuring our doughnuts, we popped over to starbuck for coffee


I had a double shot esspresso, the thinking being that I could work my way back up to a "Rooster in the Hen House" without my skin crawling off by itself. It was quite good, For starbucks.
Anyway, Happy Halloween!
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Small thought; Names.

How is it that in world of several billion people, you get names like April,
names like may.
names like June,
names like July.
names like Saturday,
Sunday,
Friday.
names like dawn,
names like dusk.
How is it with names like tha, That no-one,
No-one, is named; Mid-Afternoon. Or Four-Of-The-Clock. Seems silly, really. I mean, most people name their children after minor charecters in some religious text or another. Why not perfectly pleasant times of day?

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