Imperial Slugs.

So.


Igor asked me why I haven't kept his blog up to date on his adventures while he's being away.


The answer is simple.

Pro-freaking-crastination.

My little robot said that he knew just the cure for that.
He told me we had to make a small trip because he had something very important to show me.
He said that he had found the most sought after spaceship ion the galaxy.

Curious as I am I thought it was worth leaving the couch for a day.

When we arrived to the place Igor told me about, this is what I saw.

I really couldn't see just how and why this possibly could be the most sought after spaceship, or even a spaceship at all, in the galaxy.

But Igor told me that I should look just a tad bit closer.


So I did.

"See, I told this was it"


Wow. It took me about an hour to convince, a then very disappointed, Igor, that this wasn't the ship we were looking for.

The ship we're looking for is called Millennium Falcon. It has a double n in millennium.
So close, but yet so far away.

The Last King Of Scotland.

So my phone called for my attention by making a sound.
One recieved message.
It was Igor.

Wow. Now finally a word from the missing droid.

This is what he sent me.

Look! I've just conquered Scotland.
Everything is fine. Have loads of pictures to show you when I get home next week.

Distress Signal?

Have you been missing Igor?

I have.

I haven't really seen him around for a long time now.
I have just been too busy to really notice that he's been gone.
I moved to a new apartment and my work has been consuming a lot of time.

So when I figured out that Igor was gone?

The other day actually.
When I found this in my mail.

Ducks? On street.
Who would send me a postcard like this?

So I turned it around and read.

Well..
I hope that he's taking a lot of pictures to document his adventures, so I can see what he has been doing and where.

to be continued..

End Of Life.

Been wondering why Igor has been so silent recently?

I have too.
Until yesterday that is.

Igor has been building on a new project of his. A project he wouldn't let me ion on.
Well. Now I know why.

I stumbled upon it yesterday at work.

Igor has constructed his own A-bomb.
He probably knew that he would get my approval if he would've told me.

Well now it's too late for me to say no.
It is done.

Igor proudly showed me the label on the side.

Haha. 'End of Life Data'.
Epic!
The bomb contains something called PA66/6-FR(30) Plastic.
That is(I guess) probably the  essential part of this doomsday device.

And the important bottom row reads:
See details in "End of life instructions".

I Am Joe's Liver.

Been wondering what Igor has been up to lately?
I know I have, since I haven't seen him around at all the last week or so.

Until now that is.
I found him passed out behind a curtain earlier today.

I will have to have a talk with Igor about drinking with responsibility as soon as he sobers up.

Have A Blast(er)!

Igor has something to say to You.

Have a happy new year!

Holiday Special.

Igor's little helper called for attention, because he had something to announce.
Igor had no idea what was happpening.
"Who are all these droids?" He asked.
"Well, while you were in Seattle, I built myself a small droid army." The small robot said and continued:
"They immediately went out to search for bounties and now they're back."
"So consider this a christmas present from us"

"Wow" Igor didn't know what to say.

But the lil' droid knew just what to say:
"Open it!"
So Igor sat down and started opening his present.

"This is soo exciting!"

"Wow. You guys are the best!"

"It's a Han Solo frozen in carbonite!"
"Cool!" Igor said just before he attacked the small droid army while yelling:

"Group hug!"
And the small pile of droids could be heard saying:
"Merry christmas Igor!"

Gävle Goat

Igor is up to no good. Again.
I told him to stop ruining christmas but he only answered:
"I'm not ruining anything, I am keeping a tradition alive"

[For non-swedish readers, click HERE for an explanation]

Call Off Christmas.

As a true hunter Igor mounted the deer on his wall.

Igor telling children that Santa must get a replacement deer.
Igor can obiously not tell the difference between a red deer and a reindeer.
Let's not tell him that, it might break his little CPU.

True Nature

Igor went out skiing in the woods when all of a sudden.

This was an opportunity too good to miss.

Igor quickly pulled out his sniper rifle.

Really taking his time aiming it at the target.

"There..."















BANG!!!













Igor quickly skis over too see if he did hit anything with his shot.

"Oh yes! It's definitely not a miss"
"I just have to follow the blood trail in the snow to find the bastard" Igor said, and I could tell by the tone of his voice just how excited he was.

"Lots of blood, we're close now!"
















....and...























..Igor found his prey.

"WIN!!"
"I will put this one on my wall back home. It's my first ever kill."
You just couldn't doubt how satisfied this assassin droid sounded while saying that.

Snow Day.

Igor had been nagging on me for quite some time now.
He wants to go out and play in the snow.
And I let him out.

But it did not take long before he yelled at me for help.

Well, well, well. Igor fell right through the fluffy snow.

So he had to do something about that.

"Skis should solve the problem!" He told me.
Good thing that he could borrow some skis from his friend Snow Job.

At first it was kind of hard to master these new funny looking long shoes.

Soon enough Igor had perfected his skiing skills and told me that he was going out for a big adventure in the snowy landscape.

To be continued...

Negative Energy.

After noticing the melancholy Igor was suffering from I decided to do a check up on his system.

I think I found soucre of the problem.
There was a huge sick component that that polluted his thoughts.

A picture of the droid confronting the problem.
Igor says: "Stay away from sick components kids!"

After that Igor said that he wanted to try out  the new giant treadmill.

Igor said that treadmills must be the stupidest things ever.
"You run but you don't get anywhere, whats the deal about that? Bah!"

But Igor got all worked up when I told him about the plans I have arranged for him.
He quickly ran away and just shortly after he yelled:
"HEY! You know? This is going to be..."

"...EPIC!"

Working Classed Robot.

Igor's stuck in the life of an everyday man.

You know the routine:

Boot.
Reboot.
Go to work.

Do your thing.
Take the commute back home.

Stare out the train window in silence, and try to figure out why you shouldn't just go home and push your OFF-button.

Transition Machine.

This weekend Igor decided to go visit an exhibition. He said it was some kind of art for robots. The exhibition he went to is called Transition Machine[click LINK to read the artist's own words about it].

Here you can see just how excited the assassin droid got.

Stronger Than Ever.

Well. Igor and me went to a concert with swedish hardcore band Raised Fist yesterday.
Everyone knows that if you go to a concert you have to drink beer.

Igor had never tasted beer before
He therefore decided to try it out and have a sip.

As always with beer. A sip is never a sip.

He dove head first into the beer, and I had to rescue him quickly so thet he wouldn't short ciruit or anything.

Igor moaned.
"Can somebody wipe off this foam?"
Me and my friends just laughed at the hilarious scene.
"It's really not as fun as it seems."
And we kept laughing´.
"Please?"
And about here we took a napkin and helped him.

Oh yes. There was a band playing.
At concerts you have to be front row. That's what it's all about.
So Igor clawed and elbowed his way to the front.

Igor was all excited about intensity of the band and kept banging his fist in the air.

Recharged Power.

Today was the day when Igor returned from his visit to the Space Needle.

And he also brought something home with him.

This is the vision of Igor ruling the post apocalyptic world.
Igor's new friend Craig sent this amazing photo with Igor.
It's really something else to see live and not through a computer screen I can tell you that.
There's a really glossy metallic feeling about the background almost reminiscent of a 3D-picture.
Like I said. Amazing.
This is something I must frame and hang on my wall.

Igor was tired after the long trip and I believe that he suffers from jetlag.
Anyway, after posing for this picture, Igor went straight to his recharge station to take what he called a 'power nap'.

I've Made a Lot of Special Modifications Myself.

So.

Guess what.

Igor is nine time zones away and he has something to say:











"Hi everyone!"

"I'm checking out the Space Needle in Seattle, Washington, USA."
"Bet you didn't guess I'd be here, did you?"


"Here, check this out!"
"I'll try to lift off the top of it."

"Gnnnhhhh!"
"Uuunnnhhh"
"Okay, I admit. Maybe it was just a bit too heavy for me."

"I'm kind of exhausted from trying to lift it so I'll just lean against it for a while and gather my breath."

And when he had done that he decided to go up in the Space Needle to check out the view of Seattle.

"It's really something special up here. Believe me"

"Hey, look at me! This is just like my favorite scene from 'Dr Strangelove or How I Learned To Stop Worrying About The Bomb'."
"I am Major Igor Kong, Haha!"

All of a sudden the camera showed  how the landscape would look post the apocalypse that Igor will bring to the world. A sky set on fire while robots rule the earth.

"Help! Help! There's a spaceship following me in the sky!"
"I have to run away from it!"


After visiting the Space Needle Igor had some actual business to attend.
He had a meeting scheduled in the largest building(by volume) in the world.

It's the Boeing factory, which you can see in the background.
"If there's a place on this planet where there's potential to build a huge huge spaceship, this would be it"
"Now I'll just have to ask them to build me a Death Star."
"And if they can't, I'll catch the first flight home."






[Slusk's note: A huge thank you beyond words goes out to my friend Craig Damlo who made this possible. Check out his great photos on flickr by clicking HERE]
Don't forget to click on the pictures for a close up.

The Droid Factory.

Since Igor is away I decided to let the small droid come with me to my work today.
He asked about some spare parts(trash) that were just lying around. I told  him that he could take whatever he found and play with it.

And did he ever find interesting things.
This is him assembling some of the parts he found.

He kept building..

...and building until he had no more parts to build with.

Here's a picture of his hard day at work.
A small droid army of his own. Complete with two more advanced models which he called 'elite assassin droids. I think he was referring to the two black ones, but I didn't want to make a fool of myself by asking stupid questions.

"You think Igor will like them?" he asked me.
"For sure, but only if you send them out to collect a bounty or two for him."

He turned to the droids and spoke his message loud and clear:
"You droids go out and find me a big, fat, juicy bounty!"

Boy, oh boy.
These small stupid droids will probably fill my apartment with small pieces of chocolate.