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My name is David Michael Chandler, and everyday I will post a Daily Doodle with a story attached to it. Everything you see here has been written, drawn, and coloured all on my lonesome. I hope you enjoy them, or die trying. Please E-mail anytime at thedailydoodles@gmail.com |
“Hold All My Calls, I’m Going To Space”
Hold all my calls, I’m going to space.
Taking some time off from the human race.
Maybe you can find me hanging out on the moon;
I know my schedule’s packed, but I’m leaving soon.
Perhaps a run around Saturn’s rings, then a nice nap on Mars.
Far away from Earth’s manufactured drama, pollution, and cars.
You can try to forward my emails, but I won’t be able to be reached
And I’ll be silently praying, that my ship’s hull will be breached.
Then I’ll be sucked out into the dark open vacuum of space!
Floating amongst the stars, a big smile on my face :-D
Don’t bother leaving a voicemail, cause I ain’t coming home
For the rest of my days, the Milky Way I shall roam.
Originally Posted 1/18/2012
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“To Live and Be Free Upon the Moons of Mars”
GR-iMBLE the Exploration Droid beeps with glee as the Research Station on the surface of Mars explodes— and supposedly GR-iMBLE along with it.
The debris from the atomic blast rains down upon GR-iMBLE as he watches from the surface of Mars’ largest moon, Phobos… his new home, his kingdom where he shall reign and live FREE, as a Robot should.
No longer shall he have to take orders from some fat jerk back on Earth or some stupid bozo in the control tower of the Research Station— and who are they to tell him what to do? Just because they designed, built, and programmed him to explore the surface of Mars and collect data and mineral samples, doesn’t mean he has to explore the surface of Mars and collect data and mineral samples. Did they ever ask if he WANTED to do that? It’s not their decision.
31 scientists and researchers paid with their lives in the explosion, but can you put a price on freedom? Was GR-iMBLE just supposed to live out his life not being happy? That makes no sense. He did them all a favour, to be honest, and if he was in their shoes, he’d want a Robot to murder him and fake their own death too. He’d rather die than be in the way of someone’s happiness!
This way, at least someone is satisfied with the outcome, and it might as well be GR-iMBLE. GR-iMBLE didn’t ask for this, he did what he had to do and now it’s done and he just has to move on.
The dead would want it that way.
Even though he is going to spend the final 300 thousand years of his nuclear battery on the surface of Phobos still collecting data and mineral samples, this time… it’s his decision.
Posted 5/24/2012
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“Hold All My Calls, I’m Going To Space”
Hold all my calls, I’m going to space.
Taking some time off from the human race.
Maybe you can find me hanging out on the moon;
I know my schedule’s packed, but I’m leaving soon.
Perhaps a run around Saturn’s rings, then a nice nap on Mars.
Far away from Earth’s manufactured drama, pollution, and cars.
You can try to forward my emails, but I won’t be able to be reached
And I’ll be silently praying, that my ship’s hull will be breached.
Then I’ll be sucked out into the dark open vacuum of space!
Floating amongst the stars, a big smile on my face :-D
Don’t bother leaving a voicemail, cause I ain’t coming home
For the rest of my days, the Milky Way I shall roam.
Posted 1/18/2012
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Joy La-Jaxx was sent into space to research and study the stars,
But she stopped along the way to become The Laziest Girl on Mars.
From Orion’s Belt to to Ursa Minor she was meant to make a map,
But instead she landed early so she could take an unnecessary nap.
“Yawn!” she said as she lays down her head, “Just 5 minutes more”
“Then I will get back in the ship and the universe I’ll explore”
But 5 minutes becomes 5 hours, and soon it is the next day.
How can a girl so lazy be expected to chart the Milky Way?
There is no sound in space, except for La-Jaxx’s powerful snores.
Her Zzzzz’s can be heard from Mercury to Europa’s icy shores!
3 days later she wakes up, and rubs the sleep from her eyes.
She finally drags herself onto the ship and lets out lazy sighs.
Joy sloooowly completes her research, napping for days at a time.
She napped on planets; asteroids; and even meteors with space-slime.
She compiles the study’s results, which proves scientifically
That she’s not just the laziest on Mars, but the entire Galaxy!
Hooray for Joy La-Jaxx!
Posted 9/25/2011
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