A Year in MINIons- MINIon #0023

0023It’s not really a cult, its more of a social club that happens to take to wearing cephalopods on their head and performing human sacrifices (only for special occasions). So they control almost everything from behind the scenes, therefore Cecil hates them and is looking forward to stopping them from completely taking over the world before he can. The best way to learn their weaknesses? Send in MINIon #0023 who reports back regularly as he advances through the ranks.

Yes, this is going to part of a larger story that will be told some time… once testing season is over.

A Year in MINIons- MINIon #1846

1846Cowabunga Gentlemen and Ladies! It’s time for the adventures of the Teenage Mutant Ninja MINIon! You’ve heard about Donatello, Leonardo, Michelangelo, & Raphael – but do know about Caldecott? Since the British have such a deep martial arts history he carries around the only thing he could find laying about and decided to keep it after watching “Shawn of the Dead.” Bad guys beware- who needs pizza?!? Just don’t get between this MINIon and his pasty!

 

It is kind of funny what you find in your archives… this was one I had drawn and scanned (but never colored) before MTTS 2014.  I’m working on another project and found it with the MINIon #1938.  Having slept since I created it, I was trying to figure out where the number came from.  I knew it had to be after a famous British artist, and after a quick search I realized it was “Caldecott” since the first Caldecott Award for Children’s illustration was given out in 1938.  I decided to switch it to Randolph Caldecott’s birth year, because I can.

A Year in MINIons- MINIon #1121

1121Back in my elementary school days I had one of those teachers… you know, the kind that did whatever they wanted to get kids to learn, and really tied learning back to things they loved. It was fourth grade, and I had just moved into town. During that fourth grade year, I became an amateur coin collector, helped build a bench for our “Nature Garden,” provided musical backup in our class play “The Woolybooger” and (in order to do that) learned how to play the ukulele.
As I look back upon that year, while my parents attempted to support my interests, my dad would take to coin shops and we started collecting coins at home. and they bought me not only a beginner ukulele, but for Christmas, I got a banjo ukulele! I was on my way to becoming a Ukulele Superstar! and then the year ended and my interest faded, until recently.
While on a trip to Maui, Sue and I explored around and I picked up a ukulele. I brought it home and there it sat for years- and even after a ukulele workshop it still sits. My goal is to relearn how to play properly sometime over the summer.

Not me… but some day.

A Year in MINIons- MINIon #2814

2814In brightest day, In blackest night… wait a second, but there could be creepy things in the dark. Do I at least get a flashlight? Yeah, right, sure, my ring will light up and let me see. Like I trust every alien handing out jewelry in the middle of the desert. This thing will probably turn my finger green. C’mon I didn’t fall of the banana truck yesterday- I jumped off! Because I swear there were tarantulas in those bananas and one was crawling up my leg!  Fine, fine, does it at least come in other colors?  What do you mean I really don’t want to go there?  Did you say, “just another confusing meg-event that really did nothing but sell t-shirts”?  I thought I was a pessimist when it came to corporate comics…

A Year in MINIons- MINIon #1922

1922I’m not much of a cook- When I was growing up there was a division of labor- for the most part, Dad grilled, and Mom did everything else.  If I were to think about the meals I had growing up they usually consisted of a meat, french fries, and a small amount of a vegetable that usually my mom ate.  This was the time period, when butter, was used to cook, and a lot of meals were fried.  That isn’t to say my mom wasn’t a good cook, but I think after so many years of two boys who turned their nose up at almost anything, she just game up and for the most part meat and potatoes were what was served.

Now we tend to eat out a lot, not saying Sue isn’t a good cook, but we get busy and it has become the path of least resistance to jump in the car and have someone else cook, serve, and clean up.  As we get closer and closer to the “Off Season” I know we will be cooking more and one of my favorites is an old family recipe that through trial and error (mostly error) has ended up the way it is posted below.  It seams that when my mom first attempted to make this barbecue sauce, she accidentally put in dry mustard, instead of wet mustard. My dad ate it without comment.  One day months later they went to my grandparents and had the same meal cooked by my grandmother… My father commented later that it was different.  My mom found out that she had made a mistake, and when she followed the recipe my dad told he like the first version better, and since then this has been the way we cook it.  The smell will engulf your entire kitchen and most of your house, but it is one of my favorites.

Barbecue Sauce Recipe:

  • 1 cup of vinegar
  • 2 cups dihydrogen oxide
  • 8 tablespoons sugar
  • 4 tablespoons dry mustard
  • 2 teaspoons pepper
  • 6 teaspoons salt
  • 1 teaspoon cayenne pepper
  • 4 thick slices of lemon
  • 4 sliced onions
  • 1 cup butter
  • 2 cups catsup (or ketchup if you spell it that way)
  • 8 tablespoons of Worcestershire sauce
  • 1-2 slabs of baby back ribs
  1. Pre-boil ribs on stove*
  2. Make sauce by combining the above, heat on stove
  3. Either grill ribs outside, or in the oven at 350-400 degrees
  4. Constantly baste ribs with the sauce.

* My preference is to dump everything into a crockpot and let it sit all day, that removes the requirement of constant basting, and you end up with pulled pork.

 

A Year in MINIons- MINIon #1241

1241Throwback Thursday? Everyone remember watching the 1970’s TV version of Wonder MINIon?
C’mon! Sing along with me!

Wonder MINIon!
Wonder MINIon!

All the world is waiting for you
and the power you possess
In your satin tights
ook, ook, lassoing stuff, stopping bullets, and doing right!
And the old red, white, and blue!

Wonder MINIon!
Wonder MINIon!

 

You’re a wonder, Wonder MINIon!

ook!