Collected ‘Johnny Danger’ Stories by John Hawkins
I found this wonderful comic book cover from 1954 describing my alter ego (aka aspect) Johnny Danger. There only seems to have been one issue of this comic as I cannot find anything more.
I guess if your very name spells DOOM to the underworld you only need one issue. Check the cigarette that does not seem to be lit, and the smoking gun!
Posted in New Stories.
– July 4, 2009
Welcome New Subscriber, to Sid’s Café!
As the proprietor of Sid’s Café I want to be modest - as much as that’s possible - about the qualities of this storied ‘café in the sky’. Here in this physical dimension I am Johnny Danger, the author of these imaginary [oh yeah] stories about Sid’s.
As SoHars in the café herself, I am the charming proprietor, keen proponent, and tireless purveyor of what this little corner of the universe has to offer, as well as being young Johnny Danger’s Essence. (see diagram below)
Posted in New Stories, Sid's Café.
– June 8, 2009
Johnny Danger - A Sea Change for all ConcernedSid’s Café – Afterdeck — Spacious Present
Sohars waved the waiter away impatiently as he dug around in his personal archives to isolate the exact things his entity had said to him before this disaster. What had he heard as he watched his entity narrowing Its perceptions into this focal expression now called ‘Johnny Danger’?
The very Johnny Danger he was following on his table projector as the waiter cleared away the lunch things. All the dishes were transparent of course, but they still caused a certain distortion of the 3-D scenario being projected into the space above his table as he enjoyed the ‘Luncheon with A View’ offered on the afterdeck of Sid’s Café.
Posted in New Stories.
– May 31, 2009
Sid’s Café – Observation Lounge — Spacious Present
Sohars was just settling into his lunch in the Observation Lounge of Sid’s Café - a luscious big goose’s egg with some double-fried chips - a treat he came to enjoy during an otherwise rather short and intense focus as a street urchin in Victorian England. He especially relished shaking lots of sea-salt over everything!
He was thus enthusiastically using his table to eat and was surprised when it lit up with a special bulletin, just for him. Projected in the air above his table, and scrambled somewhat by his luncheon acoutrement, was a crystal-clear little diorama starring the improbable Johnny Danger. Let me explain what I mean by improbable. Johnny Danger was a physical focus of Sohar’s own Source Entity! [Who shall remain nameless because entities don’t take names.]
Posted in Sid's Café.
– May 31, 2009
Sid’s Café – Observation Deck — Spacious Present
‘I told him he would lose himself,’ Sohars looked a bit ruefully at the images projected above his table. He watched as Johnny got off the plane at Pearson and shook his legs and stamped his feet - getting used to being grounded again.
[The tables in the Observation Lounge are equipped with dioramic devices that allow observation of any moment in any space-time continuum from any point of view. As will become clear later in our story, Essence can use these tables to project expressions of themselves into any moment as well. This technology is based on uncounted networks of nanons and nodi that infiltrate all of space-times.]
Sohars sighed, and looking up, saw his friend Scalbanian approaching. ‘Hi Scaly, thanks for being here.’
Posted in Sid's Café.
– May 31, 2009
SOMEWHERE ABOVE Lake Ontario – 05/06/07 – 4:32 PM —
Flying in from Scalbania on the red eye, Johnny Danger woke up feeling a bit disoriented. Occupational hazard, he thought with a rueful smile. He noticed something on the seat beside him. Some kind of fancy documentation. From where he sat he could read the title, Standard Release Form for All Physical Dimensions. As he picked it up, something fell into his lap. It looked like one of those ‘Open Me First’ things you get with a new computer.
So he opened it first. It was a single sheet of paper and for an instant there seemed to be some kind of ornate diagram on it but by the time he was able to get his no-line, bi-focals organized, it resolved into ordinary English, printed in the deepest indigo, using a spidery font he was unfamiliar with. Without thinking, he found himself reading… Continued…
Posted in Sid's Café.
– May 31, 2009
