Room For Everyone

As far as we know, Fred Fortune is still doing Dinner Theater stand-up over there at Retro Comic Spotlight, somewhere in a past that never existed, somewhere in a Catskills past that never existed. He's milking his one and only routine to death but who cares? It's 1963 or thereabouts and it's the Catskills. Enough said.

The only thing we're sure of is that Fred Fortune is still missing from this blog and we're in charge of it now. Like we weren't already. Who are we? Come on, you know who we are. We've been here all along, watching "them" pull your strings and watching you dance to "their" tunes.

But not Fred. He's "a horse of a difference color". And so are we. And, if you keep coming back to this blog to read more, so are you. Thank heavens for that.

Fred Does Dinner Theater

The Coded Fred

Gaming With the Grays

Tic Tac Gray

Fred Fortune has apparently abandoned his post as the underground leader for the Martian Homeless ( a job he never wanted anyway) so we're taking over until he gets back. If he ever does return to Mars. If we ever get to see Fred Fortune's laughable Groucho Marx/Chalie McCarthy face again, it'll be the result of his being nabbed once again by Grays, not because he came back here voluntarily. Who would do that?

Right now, the Grays are our biggest non-human foes. Then the Reptilians. And they're your foes, too, whether you know it or not. Who are our biggest human foes? Each other. And human members of the Illuminati, that elitist bunch of wheeler dealers that many earthlings love to fear and admire. Who are we? Well, we're not members of the goddamn Illuminati, that's for goddamn sure, and we don't represent any country, social or political cause or religion. We're the good guys, just like Fred Fortune, and there's a lot more of us than you think.

Who Framed Fred Fortune?

Click on the Framed Photo of Fred to Find Out

This "crass commercial message" is brought to you by Michael Casher's Public Photo Albums at Picasa. If you don't like these "crass commercial messages" (thank you, G. Gordon Liddy) then pack up your mouse and take a hike. Hell, it's no skin off our butts. Or yours, either.

Fred Fortune's Cold Fusion Fiasco

One of Fred Fortune's biggest fans hangs out at Think-A-Holic Lounge and reported back to us (you know who we are) that the scuttlebutt there is that Fred recently capitalized on the Cold Fusion craze that NASA is still trying to capitalize on. In Fred's case, he's supposedly taken a job as an intergalactic salesman, peddling monatomic copper, the byproduct of cold fusion on Neptune when nickel is transmuted into copper by the cold fusion process, in order to make safe, clean electricity for Neptunians.

We heard he's hawking monatomic copper tubing to hardware stores all over the solar system. We also heard that he's peddling monatomic gold to fashionable jewelers on Fifth Avenue and Rodeo Drive. We also heard that he's dead, which is, in all probability, the only real rumor among the three. 

Happy St. Patrick's Day

Happy St. Paddy's Day!

From Fred Fortune Three Years Ago

Never mind who we are. Maybe we're fans who might be part Irish and who know Fred Fortune wouldn't miss the opportunity to wish people who celebrate Ireland's favorite holiday a big Happy St. Patrick's Day. But Fred's not here. So he isn't.

Fred Fortune: Lost in the Fourth Dimension?

Intergalactic felon and homeless grifter Fred Fortune is nowhere to be found, and we can't locate his homeless pal Farnsworth M. Mudd, so we're still "putting up art" on his blog like people put up pickles back on Earth. Personally, we don't care if Fred Fortune returns to Earth or not. Judging by his L.A. Memorial, we don't think he's all that welcome there.

Fred Fortune may be lost in the fourth dimension. No, we don't think the fourth dimension is "time" because we don't think time can be separated from space. We think the fourth dimension is someplace people go when they're not appreciated where they are. That's what we think. So we do.

Fred Fortune's L.A. Memorial

Don't You Wish

While Fred Fortune's not "minding the store", so to speak, we thought we'd spice up some boring blank space here with a little "crass commercial message" (thank you, G. Gordon Liddy). This particular commercial message is for Michael Casher's 20th Picasa Public Album, Digital Art by Michael Casher.

And, if you don't like that deal, then we'll call this a Public Service Announcement. It never hurt anyone to make a wish. It only hurts you if you expect it to come true. So, if yours does come true, don't blame us for the next one that doesn't.

Time Out

Fred's Fifth Felony

Author's Note 11-07-13: This video was uploaded by Michael Casher to Blogger. You can't watch this video at YouTube because it does not exist there. That is another Google redirect which is nothing more than a lie to get you to watch other videos at YouTube instead of the uploaded video on this blog post. This new uploaded format at Blogger was introduced in November 2013 by Google without notice to anyone.

Find Fred Fortune

Fred Fortune's Most Puzzling Problem

Click on the puzzle to learn about Fred's problem.

For information about this problem click here.

Fred Fortune Makes 10th Junk TV Celebrity Showcase Appearance

Fred Makes a Statement

Author's Note 11-07-13: This video was uploaded by Michael Casher to Blogger. You can't watch this video at YouTube because it does not exist there. That is another Google redirect which is nothing more than a lie to get you to watch other videos at YouTube instead of the uploaded video on this blog post. This new uploaded format at Blogger was introduced in November 2013 by Google without notice to anyone.

For information about this video please click here.