Comic Transcripts

CON MAN: How was your weekend?
SICK MAN: I was torn into by an illness left over from the plagues of Egypt.

SICK MAN: By day, I lay on the ground moaning and rocking in agony… By night, I stared at the ceiling, willing sleep to come, begging some spirit of rest to glance over my shattered body and, sighing, say “I’ll take him.” After hours of this I would look at the clock and realize only minutes had passed. Time had lifted its foot from the accelerator and was slowly coasting to a stop. I would be trapped in that pain for a hundred thousand years.

SICK MAN: This, I realized, is what immortality must be like: staring at the clock, waiting for it to tick over, waiting for time to pass and for the sun to rise and things to get better… But it doesn’t. And it doesn’t. And it doesn’t.

SICK MAN: I’m sorry, you were probably just asking to be polite.
CON MAN: Actually I was just trying to distract you while my dog picked your pockets!

{{header: toss and turn at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: the stomach flu is like Nature picking your body’s pockets OVER and OVER and OVER again – and not finding anything but VILENESS, but still COMING BACK to TRY AGAIN. Nature is DISGUSTING}}

#753; A Mean Glimpse of Eternity transcribed by in

CON MAN: How was your weekend?
SICK MAN: I was torn into by an illness left over from the plagues of Egypt.

SICK MAN: By day, I lay on the ground moaning and rocking in agony… By night, I stared at the ceiling, willing sleep to come, begging some spirit of rest to glance over my shattered body and, sighing, say “I’ll take him.” After hours of this I would look at the clock and realize only minutes had passed. Time had lifted its foot from the accelerator and was slowly coasting to a stop. I would be trapped in that pain for a hundred thousand years.

SICK MAN: This, I realized, is what immortality must be like: staring at the clock, waiting for it to tick over, waiting for time to pass and for the sun to rise and things to get better… But it doesn’t. And it doesn’t. And it doesn’t.

SICK MAN: I’m sorry, you were probably just asking to be polite.
CON MAN: Actually I was just trying to distract you while my dog picked your pockets!

{{header: toss and turn at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: the stomach flu is like Nature picking your body’s pockets OVER and OVER and OVER again – and not finding anything but VILENESS, but still COMING BACK to TRY AGAIN. Nature is DISGUSTING}}

#753; A Mean Glimpse of Eternity transcribed by in

CON MAN: How was your weekend?
SICK MAN: I was torn into by an illness left over from the plagues of Egypt.

SICK MAN: By day, I lay on the ground moaning and rocking in agony... By night, I stared at the ceiling, willing sleep to come, begging some spirit of rest to glance over my shattered body and, sighing, say "I'll take him." After hours of this I would look at the clock and realize only minutes had passed. Time had lifted its foot from the accelerator and was slowly coasting to a stop. I would be trapped in that pain for a hundred thousand years.

SICK MAN: This, I realized, is what immortality must be like: staring at the clock, waiting for it to tick over, waiting for time to pass and for the sun to rise and things to get better... But it doesn't. And it doesn't. And it doesn't.

SICK MAN: I'm sorry, you were probably just asking to be polite.
CON MAN: Actually I was just trying to distract you while my dog picked your pockets!

{{header: toss and turn at WONDERMARK.COM}}
{{alt-text: the stomach flu is like Nature picking your body's pockets OVER and OVER and OVER again - and not finding anything but VILENESS, but still COMING BACK to TRY AGAIN. Nature is DISGUSTING}}

the stomach flu is like Nature picking your body's pockets OVER and OVER and OVER again - and not finding anything but VILENESS, but still COMING BACK to TRY AGAIN. Nature is DISGUSTING

#753; A Mean Glimpse of Eternity

  — September 6th, 2011

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New ways to get Bolted!

July 24, 2026 by David Malki !

In addition to buying things directly from me, the normal way, my game Bolted! is also now available on Amazon dot com.

On that famous website, you can also get the Creature-Crafting Magnets Set, which is made of the same artwork from the game, but is just a weird little trinket (not a playable game).

My kiddo made the elaborate version below to show off just how many magnets you get in the set (it’s 150 pieces in all — this isn’t even all of them).

Also now on Amazon is my set of Multi-Purpose Greeting Cards — a full dozen cards with envelopes in a fancy, unbranded, foil-stamped box!

Event alert!

I’ll also be showing off Bolted! at Greenwood Games, an event in Seattle this Saturday:

Greenwood Games is a free, all-ages community game event that invites players to spend the afternoon walking Greenwood Avenue from 65th to 80th, collecting clues, cracking puzzles, and discovering games made right here in Washington.

Think of it as Pride Hop, ArtWalk, and the Gumshoe all rolled into one,  except the whole thing is built around games and puzzles.​

Local game designers will be set up at different places along Greenwood Avenue in Phinney Ridge (near Ballard). My specific spot will be the “Holy Mountain Phinney Ridge Taproom”. All the information about all the different games & venues is on the website!

(If you’re in Seattle generally but not free tomorrow, Bolted! is also stocked at Blue Highway Games in Queen Anne.)

Next week, I’ll be at Gen Con! I personally will be hanging with my buddy Sam Logan at BFE Webcomics, booth #1217… but I have it on good authority that copies of Bolted! will be available at the CRWN Studios booth, #2549.

Visit one booth! Then the other! The order…is up to you.


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