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Die Kätze II Cover Preview!

That's right! In our continuing frantic efforts to flood the market with our products, Blind Alley Comics is preparing for the cultural event that is Die Kätze II! Here's the cover, sans pesky words or anything... Yeah, it's gonna be a whopper...22 pages of super Lovecraftian fun, plus cats! Don't miss it! Rick Out.

The Human Cannonball #7!

Yes, comicsfans, it's almost here! Number 7 is set to debut in the middle of September. I'll have an availability list on the BAC Facebook page. Also be on the lookout...Bone Boy #4 is out; THC's #2 and #5 are going to be reprinted, so we'll have copies for those who want them. Also, I have a sneaking suspicion that the THC 1-5 Trade Paperback might be coming soon...! But we'll see. Oh, and don't forget...a certain coterie of conniving cats will be making their second appearance in December...more information, as to their whereabouts and the content of their diabolical schemes, is unavailable at this time...I'll keep you posted. Rick Out!

Shroomin on a Sunday Afternoon...

King Boletes or Porcini ( Wikimedia Commons ). Ha! The title is a red herring. It is not what you think. You were thinking, He means ingesting psychoactive mushrooms?  And the answer is...no. Not that interesting. Or maybe more interesting to different people. Who knows. I'm a wild-food nut, as anyone who knows me is rather nonplussed to discover. Even worse, I'm a bit of a mushroom fanatic. Every Spring and Fall I start getting a weird urge to walk out in the wet and buggy woods and poke around for hideous toadstools. I can't help it. Everything from Chicken-of-the-Woods to Giant Puffballs are on the menu here. The weirder, the better. This August blessed us with a tremendous amount of rain, meaning the outdoors are virtually inaccessible due to the preponderance of mosquitoes...but to a shroom-hunter, it means a bonanza. Spring is generally disappointing in Michigan; I've never had much luck morel-hunting, since they never seem to grow where they should, inst