Space Humor

It's the 25th century, and the American President has taken over the world. Meanwhile, after a cleaner unplugged his cryogenic freezing machine by accident, Detective Inspector Capstan wakes up to find that he's been in a state of suspended animation for more than 400 years. As he's forced to adjust to life in the future, he finds himself reinstated as a policeman, and together with the great-great-great-great-grandson of his former subordinate, Sergeant Dewbush, he's put on the case of a missing cow.

I'm Jace O'Malley, back from the outer reaches of civilization. My adventures have only just begun. Dad's paralyzed, and I'm starting at a new school. Yeah, socialization. Fun. But things at school take a drastically terrible turn. Soon, I'm on the run for my life, and make all kinds of discoveries better left in the past. Hopefully I'll survive this mess! Join me on my latest adventure!

When Vanti and O'Neill graduated at the top of their academy class, they thought they'd get their dream assignments. Instead they end up in security on Station Kelly-Kornienko. Sure, the station if glitzy, but they're basically well-dressed security guards.

A broken-down fugitive with nothing to lose, an arms dealer hiding a deadly secret and an elderly robot set to inherit a vast fortune... it's a typical cargo job for freighter pilot Hal Spacejock and his offsider, Clunk. Baker's Dough features intense rivalry, sublime double-crosses and more greed than a free buffet.

Triana Moore, maintenance bot technician on Station Kelly-Kornienko, prefers life in orbit where the air is purified, the commute is short, and nature doesn’t get all over you. But when a minor infraction gets her sent to remedial training dirtside, she doesn’t complain. Who wouldn’t enjoy a few days of sitting in the sunshine, eating gourmet burgers, and drinking too much Jager Hula?

In the midst of the awkward and bewildering journey through puberty, Jessi's life takes an unexpected turn when her hair starts talking to her – in her head. But it's not just any kind of chitchat; my hair helps me on school tests, gives unwanted advice, and worse, it can do things. Like, really do things. Imagine your locks reaching out to grab your hairbrush or style itself without your consent. That's my bizarre new reality. As I grapple with the changes taking place in my body, I can't help but wonder: Is this hair-raising phenomenon a normal part of growing up? Are other kids going ...

When Neil Armstrong and Buzz Aldrin stepped onto the lunar surface in July of 1969, they wore spacesuits made by Playtex: 21 layers of fabric, each with a distinct yet interrelated function, custom-sewn for them by seamstresses whose usual work was fashioning bras and girdles. This book is the story of that spacesuit. It is a story of the triumph over the military-industrial complex by the International Latex Corporation, best known by its consumer brand of "Playtex" - a victory of elegant softness over engineered hardness, of adaptation over cybernetics.

In 2488, Battle Quest, an arrow shooting, sword fighting, magic slinging live action RPG, is the most popular sport in the universe. Tal works in a trash dump by day and fights in a street samurai pit by night. He dreams of becoming a Battle Quest pro to pull his sisters and grandmother from the slums. Problem is he’s too short, too broke, and his highlight vid-reel has more fails than an ogre’s got warts.

As Dirk and Nora's adventure to the stars continues, Nora inadvertently introduces feminism to a planet with the gender politics (and fashions) of a 1950's B-movie while Dirk struggles to fend off an old flame. With all this going on, will they still be able to hale the advance of the Second Saturnian Empire? Or will they fail, ending this series at book two? Find out inside! (Or, you know, find out when the third book comes out and kind of spoils the suspense by its mere existence. You can probably find out that way, too. But what's the fun in that?)

There are shootings in space, fighting in the streets, and Nadine is being friendly. It's the middle of a revolution but Jose is buying welding equipment, Dashi's diverted him to look for a lost ship, and Nadine has volunteered to help. Strange, but Dashi always knows what he's doing. But with alliances failing and allies fighting each other, what is really going on? Whose side is he on? The good guys? Or the bad?

You think you’re struggling to find your place in the universe? Consider poor old Colin Douglass, a terminally ill insurance agent who awakens from centuries in cryogenic freeze to find Earth is a devastated wasteland. Now, he’s being pursued by a homicidal interstellar tourist board, and calculating insurance dividends is as outdated as making stone axes. Sci-fi-hating technophobe Colin seeks a cure for his illness in this strange new galaxy where toilets talk back, and door handles are a long-forgotten relic.

Humans - there's no understanding them, and no dealing with them either. Or even their planet. Pity the poor aliens, whose shape-changing ability should let them take over the planet Earth before the humans even know they're there - if it weren't for all that omnipresent pollution. Or consider another set of invaders, from a planet where the weather is always mild and the changing of the seasons is hardly noticeable. They land in force; their weapons more powerful than those of the primitive humans, but they've never had to deal with below-zero temperatures, flash floods, or tornadoes.

These are the voyages of the starship, A.S.F. Willful Child. Its ongoing mission: to seek out strange new worlds on which to plant the Terran flag, to subjugate and if necessary obliterate new life life-forms, to boldly blow the...And so we join the not-terribly-bright but exceedingly cock-sure Captain Hadrian Sawback - think James T Kirk crossed with ‘American Dad'

Joining the Space Troopers was my ticket off of the poor planet I grew up on. I believed the recruiter hype about being setup for life financially after my term of enlistment. Yeah, I was an ignorant soul. I didn't know about the tinkering the Space Trooper doctors would do with my brain and body. Nor did I know about the different alien species the United Planets was fighting on multiple fronts across the galaxy. Ignorance was bliss. Sometimes I miss it. My name is JT Jones. I've forgotten about being setup for life after my enlistment. I'm just trying to stay alive.

O que você pretende fazer quando chegar ao Restaurante no Fim do Universo? Devorar o suculento bife de um boi que se oferece como jantar ou apenas se embriagar com a poderosa Dinamite Pangaláctica, assistindo de camarote ao momento em que tudo se acaba numa explosão fatal? A continuação das incríveis aventuras de Arthur Dent e seus quatro amigos através da Galáxia começa a bordo da nave Coração de Ouro, rumo ao restaurante mais próximo. Mal sabem eles que farão uma viagem no tempo, cujo desfecho será simplesmente incrível.

Contains books one and two of the Metal Fury series: I Am Mech and Mech Planet.

London, 1965-69…Hilarious whodunit with quirky characters for fans of the Beatles, Golden Girls and Murder She Wrote. A clean, fun read. Beatles abound! The Cozy Beatles Mystery series is definitely a page turner! Helen Spencer's got a problem with stolen cars. What do you get when you cross 1960s supermodels, jealous neighbors and envious businessmen with the Beatles, their wives and girlfriends, and the music of the Summer of Love? A whole bunch of suspects... The one thing you can’t do is panic. So why was I panicking? Because John Lennon's psychedelic Rolls Royce had just been ...

Quentin Tipper enlisted because he didn’t want to stay a two-bit hustler like his father. Alvin Phish enlisted to impress his fiance’s father, the Admiral. Together, two nobodies become members of the Intergalactic Space Force and become...still nobodies. But when the ISF is attacked by the mysterious Femen, these two nobodies must answer the call to action.

Q-Tip and Guppy embarrassed Captain Hannity by preventing an intergalactic war with the Femen. For that, they were sent to the gas mines on Saturn’s moon Titan. Their exile is short-lived, however, as the Femen encounters a new enemy that could be a threat to both them and the ISF.

Evangelist Brock T. Hanson believes Colin Douglass to be the prophet he’s been waiting for his whole life, the man who will lead the faithful back to Earth and trigger the most momentous event since Creation itself. But there’s a problem. Actually, there are several. First, Colin Douglass himself doesn’t believe a word of it and is the kind of chap who’d rather stay at home with a nice cup of tea than cross the galaxy on some foolish, idealistic crusade.