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Another pair of double doors, another sign, this one reading “Warning: Pale Entity. No Passage”.

You might wonder what would possess a man to open a door with a sign like that on it, but I suppose our hero figured that following the rules hadn’t exactly helped him so far. In any case, he cashed in the credibility chips he had acquired with his earlier sensible behavior by going on through.

Ash Hollow: The Inside Out Library by R.J. Wills. David Cummings does an excellent read on the NoSleep podcast.
Witness:  I was in the saloon at the time, your Honor, and I see this man Smith come up all of a sudden to Jones, who warn’t saying a word, and split him in the snoot - 

Lawyer:  Did what, Sir?

Witness:  Busted him in the snoot.

Lawyer:  What do you mean by such language as that? When you say that the plaintiff suddenly approached the defendant, who was silent at the time, and ‘busted him in the snoot,’ do you mean that the plaintiff struck  the defendant?

Witness:  That’s me - I’m swearing to that very circumstance - yes, your Honor, that was just the way of it. Now, for instance, as if you was Jones and I was Smith. Well, I comes up all of a sudden and says I to your Honor, says I,  ’D__n your old tripe - ’  [Suppressed laughter in the lobbies.]

The Court:  Order in the court! Witness, you will confine yourself to a plain statement of the facts in this case, and refrain from the embellishments of metaphor and allegory as far as possible.

Witness:  (Considerably subdued.)  I beg your Honor’s pardon - I didn’t mean to be so brash. Well, Smith comes up to Jones all of a sudden and mashed him in the bugle -

Lawyer:  Stop! Witness, this kind of language will not do. I will ask you a plain question, and I require you to answer it simply, yes or no. Did—the—plaintiff—strike--the defendant? Did he strike  him?

Witness:  You bet your sweet life he did. Gad! he gave him a paster in the trumpet - 

Lawyer:  Take the witness! take the witness! take the witness! I have no further use for him.”
The Evidence in the Case of Smith vs Jones by Mark Twain. Listen to an excellent rendition read by Gregg Margarite on Librivox.



What were you planning to hang on your wall for the 2015 calendar year? Perhaps some tasteful cottage landscapes? Puppies rolling in the grass? Mountain ranges? Flower bouquets? Were you not planning anything at all, just grabbing the first who-cares-what out of the bargain bin? Well, Countershot Press and 7 other exceptional webcomic artists are here to save you from these annual woes with something so daring, so gallant, so robust, so utterly PG-13, it can only be called


We’ve rounded up…

E.K. Weaver of The Less Than Epic Adventures of TJ and Amal
Kelly Turnbull of Manly Guys Doing Manly Things
Ash G. of Monster’s Garden
Amy King of The Muse Mentor
Cami Woodruff of Doomsday, My Dear
Beckey Grundy of String Theory
G.C. Houle of H&J
Lily Hoyda of Bad Reputation
Tish Doolin of Modus Operandi
Nancy King of Boss Monster
Rosa Lee Marnie of Mythos
Miri Chamberlain of Riverside Extras

…and these 12 courageous creators have assembled an astonishing flock of fellows that is sure to communicate three things to all who see it, no matter the month:

  1. You have good taste.
  2. You enjoy webcomics.

You are at liberty to hang MANCALENDAR wherever you like, so as to be sure to advertise to as many people as possible your refined appreciation of many different men in many different webcomics. Feel free to display MANCALENDAR in your home, your workplace, dorm rooms, your friend’s home, your grandma’s kitchen, your favorite hair salon, public restrooms, your car windshield, subway station garbage cans, the zoo, or even… on your computer. Stick this baby over your monitor and you’ll never forget the date (until 2016 rolls around) again! Delight in the tantalizing features of MANCALENDAR:

  • Full color 12 month calendar! We have all of the days and weeks present.
  • All the content is PG-13, and safe for…well for wherever it’s safe to look at PG-13 drawings of cartoon hunks.
  • Opens up to 11”x17”, with the illustrations of your favorite webcomic beaus at 11”x8.5”. 
  • The inside pages are printed on a suave matte gloss, and…
  • The outside covers are sturdy gloss cardstock.

By this point, you might be saying to yourself… but how do I PURCHASE a MANCALENDAR? You’re in luck, because that might be the least wordy part! Simply hurry over to our store, rustle up $20 plus shipping and handling, input all your information, and VOILA! Come mid-November, we will be shipping out calendars to you, and you can then mark DOWN the days on your current 2014 calendars til the day they will become obsolete, forever.

Here it is, one more time…

Please note! Wherever you decide MANCALENDAR is best displayed, you will probably want to make sure it’s there by January 1st, 2015, or perhaps even by the 2014 holiday season, so as to enjoy its full 12 month guarantee of manful time-keeping eminence. So be sure to order by October 30th, 2014 in order to receive it as promptly as possible, and in good time for the start of the new year.

Thank you for reading, and don’t delay — make space for a MAN on your wall today!

Fun fact: I’m in this. Or, specifically, Dr. Schtein is. Not me.

You should probably buy a sweet calender so you can ogle all year long

Oh golly, some of my favorite comics are represented here! String Theory is my fave, but I love H&J, Bad Reputation & The Less Than Epic Adventures of TJ and Amal. The rest are probably awesome as well, if only I could read every dang thing. Anyway, I’ve ordered this.

  • Disparaging Fellow: Hey, nice monkey suit, fella. Someone important die?
  • Dr West: Not yet!
  • Disparaging Fellow: Whut?
I swear, I’d forgot my head if wasn’t sewn on.
Dr Herbert West in Our Fair City (ep 1.14): The Wind from the West

Lovely images from Granted.

  • Crazy Guy: It's hard to know what you're thinking about though, isn't it?
  • Protagonist: Actually, no, it's fairly clear. Usually you can kinda control your thoughts.
  • Crazy Guy: (Chuckling) If only that were true. If only you could control your thoughts and your actions, it'd be a very different world, wouldn't it?
She blew the stuff into my eyes, and I blinked and blinked again as my vision altered, as I was able to see the darkness as never before, and that which lurks therein, as the cosmos whistled and shrieked idiotically all around me, and something, some dark thing, kissed at last my eye.

Ye Unkempt Thing by WH Pugmire. Published in Encounters with Enoch Coffin by WH Pugmire and Jeffrey Thomas.

Eh, I love this book. 


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Georgetown University Archives

When I consider the short duration of my life, swallowed up in the eternity before and after, the small space which I fill, or even can see, engulfed in the infinite immensity of spaces whereof I know nothing, and which know nothing of me, I am terrified, and wonder that I am here rather than there, for there is no reason why here rather than there, or now rather than then. Who has set me here? By whose order and design have this place and time been destined for me?
Blaise Pascal, 17th century mathematician, physicist, inventor, writer and philosopher. Published in The Thoughts of Blaise Pascal, translated by Auguste Molinier.

Beautiful imagery from Lies Eternal by Asfahani, Hau and Gabe.

From The Unnamable by HP Lovecraft, wherein our protagonist, Carter, is chided by his companion…

Besides, he added, my constant talk about “unnamable” and “unmentionable” things was a very puerile device, quite in keeping with my lowly standing as an author. I was too fond of ending my stories with sights or sounds which paralysed my heroes’ faculties and left them without courage, words, or associations to tell what they had experienced. We know things, he said, only through our five senses or our religious intuitions; wherefore it is quite impossible to refer to any object or spectacle which cannot be clearly depicted by the solid definitions of fact or the correct doctrines of theology—preferably those of the Congregationalists, with whatever modifications tradition and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle may supply.

One of these was a “wing”, conspicuously irrelevant in point of architecture, and no less rebellious in the matter of purpose; for it was a combination of laboratory, menagerie, and museum.
Description of Dr. Druring’s home in The Man and the Snake by Ambrose Bierce.
…for shadows at best are mere fair-weather comrades.
The Ashiel mystery: A Detective Story by Mrs. Charles Bryce. Read it at Project Gutenberg or listen on LibriVox.