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3 thoughts on “534 – Compliments To The Cook”

  1. Anonymous

    Of course, the sleezer gave them expired food XD

  2. Anonymous

    Chuck acknowledged that the bucket “survival food” was old, with the potential of being bad, but admitting it still had the potential for being good! 🤣
    Con in Pasadena? I had to check, Cali, not TX, tho they have smaller shows at the college, I figured not likely, as Pasadena/Deer Park is in the news again, for all the wrong reasons (again), after an SUV crashed into a LNG pipeline, turning it into a blowtorch.

  3. Anonymous

    Dangit! I *know* I put in my name and info!

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534 – Compliments To The Cook
Posted on September 18, 2024 by Clint

Hearkening back to the events of page 269!

Meanwhile, this weekend we're bringing Zombie Ranch to the wide-open spaces. Comparatively. The trade volumes will be among our offerings at the annual Pasadena ARTWalk at Booth #32 in the shady lanes of Green Street.

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Welcome to the ranch, pardners.

Posted on September 26, 2009 by Clint
A good idea is much like a hungry zombie. It grabs hold of you and won’t stop until it has consumed your brain. My wife tends to have a lot of ideas, especially when she’s drawing in the middle of the night. Some are ingenious, some are just plain odd. But when I awoke one morning to find an illustration of a young, shotgun-totin’ cowgirl facing down a horde of zombies, I was intrigued. When Dawn stumbled forth from bed a few hours later, I asked her about the picture. Later still, after she had a shower, some breakfast and some caffeine, I asked her again. This time I actually got an answer: the young lady is a zombie rancher. She’s wrangling zombies on her zombie ranch. Like I said, some of Dawn’s ideas are ingenious, and some are odd. But every so often, there’s one that’s both. I wanted to know this woman’s story, and how she’d gotten herself into such a strange occupation. Since Dawn had no real answers for those details, I was left to my own daydreams on the subject. Daydreams that eventually evolved into a script on my part, and a lot more pictures on hers. We hope you find the idea as infectious as we did. Saddle up and shamble along for the ride.