Ikn1a

That Wichita Guy (TWG) Free

Freelance writer with credits in radio sci-fi drama, over 50 issues of various comic books, detective and pulp fiction. Light adventure/fantasy, whatever. I also wrote a comic farce play in college that...well...never have I heard the word 'horrendous' bandied about so freely. Then there wee a couple fo years doing stand-up at the local clubs. Have I really been doing this kind of thing for over 50 years?!?!?!!

Recent Comments

  1. about 2 months ago on Phoebe and Her Unicorn

    Yep.

  2. about 2 months ago on Dick Tracy

    However, to his eternal dismay, the light frequency was identical to the famed Red Dot, and he was subsequently swamped by mobs of cats which held him until the authoritiees could arrive.

    CURSE that cat allergy! (kerCHOOOOOO)

  3. 2 months ago on Dick Tracy

    CURSE this Earth technology. A thousand PLAGUES on you, Alan Funt!!!!!!!

    Soooo, tripped up by a technology you’d find n a supermarket…

  4. 2 months ago on Dick Tracy

    He has the power to cloud Earthmens’ minds.

  5. 2 months ago on Dick Tracy

    “(ahem) ‘See.’ “Invade and dominate.’ Same thing, right? A simple spoonerism.”

    “Tracy? Get a very large spoon. I need to properly thwack devil’s pinkies until he can no longer play the piano.”

  6. 2 months ago on Dick Tracy

    Eeeeevil, sinister ones with tough, overcooked edges.

  7. 2 months ago on Dick Tracy

    When SUDDENLY, the elderly and essentially harmless Potato Men from the planet Glarrx appear, prepared to war against Earth to steal all the stale frying oil in our diners. The plor takes an unexpected turn. Or, when the Baked Good People of the weasly planet Fred weigh in, an unexpected turnover…

  8. 2 months ago on Dick Tracy

    “Would you settle for just his head? I have a nice silver platter I picked up at Marshalls.”

  9. 2 months ago on Luann

    Nooo! You BLOW INTO IT! You don’t SUCK!!!!

  10. 2 months ago on Dick Tracy

    OT: I HATE my new dentist. WHY, you ask?

    New dentist for a cleaning. Not the delight you might assume. First off…is it now standard to use a harpoon to check for tartar under the gum line?

    Well, maybe so, but the hygienist cackling in all the while, in a certified Renfield imitation, while chortling ‘Blood! Blood! SO much BLOOD!’ struck me as a wee tad off.

    And when she came at me at the end with a yard-long strand of dental floss stretched between her hands, all I could think of was an assassin in a Bond flick.

    Okay, so the double kick was probably somewhat inappropriate.

    I am no longer welcome there..