Comic Transcripts

[[Two women are walking along, talking to each other]]
Woman 1: I had the *worst* time at the doctor’s Today!
Don’t you *hate* it when you show up on time for your appointment, but they keep you *waiting* forever?
Woman 2: It’s the worst!

[[A closer shot of the two women]]
Woman 1: And then when they finally *do* call your name, you don’t respond at first because they *mispronounced* it slightly? And they have to call it twice and so someone *else* thinks it’s a mispronunciation of *their* name?
And then you get into a huge *shouting match* and eventually decide that you’d rather continue living in agony with this ailment than give these harpies *one ounce* of *satisfaction*?

[[A close shot of just the first woman]]
Woman 1: And you rally the rest of your strength to call in a final favor from your great father the *sky god of myth*, in whose *breath* resides the thunder and in whose *gaze* crackles the lightning?
And *then* when the dust settles you can’t quite tell if your father the sky god *actually* leveled the building with fire from heaven or if you went into another of your disassociative *fugue states* during which *any* item within reach becomes a *weapon*?

[[The second women has turned to face the first woman.]]
Woman 1: And then you scrub and scrub and scrub the blood from your hands with trembling fingers invite your best friend over for lunch because you know she will provide you with an ironclad alibi in case the *cops* start asking any *nosy questions*?
Woman 2: Hold on, back this story up like *fifty* steps

{{header: act on instinct at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: All these years I thought your father managed a Lamps Plus}}

#835; In which an Appointment is canceled transcribed by in

[[Two women are walking along, talking to each other]]
Woman 1: I had the *worst* time at the doctor’s Today!
Don’t you *hate* it when you show up on time for your appointment, but they keep you *waiting* forever?
Woman 2: It’s the worst!

[[A closer shot of the two women]]
Woman 1: And then when they finally *do* call your name, you don’t respond at first because they *mispronounced* it slightly? And they have to call it twice and so someone *else* thinks it’s a mispronunciation of *their* name?
And then you get into a huge *shouting match* and eventually decide that you’d rather continue living in agony with this ailment than give these harpies *one ounce* of *satisfaction*?

[[A close shot of just the first woman]]
Woman 1: And you rally the rest of your strength to call in a final favor from your great father the *sky god of myth*, in whose *breath* resides the thunder and in whose *gaze* crackles the lightning?
And *then* when the dust settles you can’t quite tell if your father the sky god *actually* leveled the building with fire from heaven or if you went into another of your disassociative *fugue states* during which *any* item within reach becomes a *weapon*?

[[The second women has turned to face the first woman.]]
Woman 1: And then you scrub and scrub and scrub the blood from your hands with trembling fingers invite your best friend over for lunch because you know she will provide you with an ironclad alibi in case the *cops* start asking any *nosy questions*?
Woman 2: Hold on, back this story up like *fifty* steps

{{header: act on instinct at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: All these years I thought your father managed a Lamps Plus}}

#835; In which an Appointment is canceled transcribed by in

[[Two women are walking along, talking to each other]]
Woman 1: I had the *worst* time at the doctor's Today!
Don't you *hate* it when you show up on time for your appointment, but they keep you *waiting* forever?
Woman 2: It's the worst!

[[A closer shot of the two women]]
Woman 1: And then when they finally *do* call your name, you don't respond at first because they *mispronounced* it slightly? And they have to call it twice and so someone *else* thinks it's a mispronunciation of *their* name?
And then you get into a huge *shouting match* and eventually decide that you'd rather continue living in agony with this ailment than give these harpies *one ounce* of *satisfaction*?

[[A close shot of just the first woman]]
Woman 1: And you rally the rest of your strength to call in a final favor from your great father the *sky god of myth*, in whose *breath* resides the thunder and in whose *gaze* crackles the lightning?
And *then* when the dust settles you can't quite tell if your father the sky god *actually* leveled the building with fire from heaven or if you went into another of your disassociative *fugue states* during which *any* item within reach becomes a *weapon*?

[[The second women has turned to face the first woman.]]
Woman 1: And then you scrub and scrub and scrub the blood from your hands with trembling fingers invite your best friend over for lunch because you know she will provide you with an ironclad alibi in case the *cops* start asking any *nosy questions*?
Woman 2: Hold on, back this story up like *fifty* steps

{{header: act on instinct at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: All these years I thought your father managed a Lamps Plus}}

All these years I thought your father managed a Lamps Plus

#835; In which an Appointment is canceled

  — May 8th, 2012

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Bolted! Fulfillment Update

May 25, 2026 by David Malki !
Photo courtesy of backer Nicola!

The vast majority of Bolted! game shipments are already shipped, but I understand if you don’t have yours yet, who cares. Here’s a progress report:

Total orders | 1052
Surveys completed | 992
Fully shipped | 946

Incomplete surveys

Obviously, if I don’t have your shipping address, I can’t ship your game! Let me know if you are missing a survey link. As new responses come in, they are rapidly added to the shipping queue.

Orders containing certain add-ons

Some of the add-ons proved more popular than expected — which is lovely! But it meant I had to reprint some stickers, make all the individual comic prints, request a shipment of books from offsite storage, etc, etc. So, any orders which contain an out-of-stock item are still waiting to ship.

All that missing stuff, though, is en route to me at this very second! So those orders will be going out pretty dang soon!

Custom items

I’ve already been in touch directly with the backers who ordered custom collages! Those will be created (and sent to you) after all the other shipments are complete. I’m excited for those, they’ll be fun! My pleasant dessert after the hearty meal of all the other orders.

Anything wrong?

I’m very grateful to the few folks who’ve contacted me to report some kind of issue with their shipment! Thankfully, problems are rare, but when they do occur, I would like to solve them. Please don’t hesitate to send me an email (replying to your shipping confirmation works great) if there’s anything about your order I can correct.

Reviews & photos

On BoardGameGeek are highly appreciated!

Unless you hate the game! You are entitled to that opinion, but please send that review directly to me instead of telling anyone else, so I can eat it and bury it in the yard and watch it grow into a twisted, gnarled tree. Or whatever!


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