Showing posts with label Neon Wiener. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Neon Wiener. Show all posts

Friday, October 30, 2015

Sorry to break it to you, Buzz...


Woody doesn't have the heart to tell Buzz that his new big idea has already been done. #NeonWiener

Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Galactic Hot Dogs is going out of business?!


OH NO, you guys! This is the worst day ever! Last night while we were moon surfing here on planet Waalio, a bandit alien from the Wild and Crazy West stole every single Spaceo we have!

We're broke! We don't have enough fuel to go anywhere, so we're stuck here on Waalio. Princess Dagger wants to call her evil mom to bail us out, but HELLO? Evil Queen Dagger is evil. She'd probably just steal the Neon Wiener.

This means we have no choice but to sell the ship. I might have to go back to Earth, and Humphree might have to be a space pirate again, and Dags might have to go home...

I can't believe this. I'm way bummed out. I guess this is goodbye because I'll have to sell my computer, so I'll have no way to blog anymore.

I'll miss you guys so much. And before I start sobbing like a baby and lose my last shred of cool space-kid dignity, I have one last thing to say to you...




























APRIL FOOL'S!

Hahahahahahahaaaaa!

Smell ya later,
Cosmoe

Monday, March 23, 2015

An explosive ending!

Galactic Hot Dogs Chapter 25 - The Heart
Hellooooo from intergalactic space! Humphree, Princess Dagger, and I are having some down time on the ship as we make our way to Waalio. Yep, going surfing beat out rock climbing in the end. Which is good, because rock climbing would remind me a little too much of my Cosmoe cliffhanger on The Ultimate Evil’s planet-egg thing. I’m not ready to relive that!

Speaking of Evil, today we’re reading the second-last chapter in our reading marathon, where we were literally inside The Ultimate Evil. 

When we left off, Humphree had hurled his hot hot sauce into The Ultimate Evil’s big, slimy heart — but nothing happened! I had to figure out how to detonate the barrel of sauce and keep that creep Krax off my back. Read Chapter 25: The Heart to see how it all turns out!

And now for our…


Today I’ve got my last Galactic Hot Dogs poster for you: It’s the Neon Wiener!

Galactic Hot Dogs poster - The Neon Wiener

I love this ship. Seriously, it’s the absolute bomb. And guess what? When my print book comes out on May 5, you’ll get to see the inside of the ship and all the awesome junk it has! I wish I could show you now, but the book people say it’s totally top secret.

I’ll see you guys tomorrow. This week I’m interviewing Nichole Kelley, the other illustrator of Galactic Hot Dogs. She’s awesome!

Later dudes,
Cosmoe

Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Make your own Neon Wiener spaceship!

Galactic Hot Dogs paper craft
Hi you guys! How's it going? We’re still hanging on Xtar 9, selling hot dogs and camping out. I’m blogging while stuffing my face with s’mores. I have a secret stash of graham crackers, marshmallows, and chocolate that Humps and Dagger didn’t know about. I was saving them as a surprise for when we finally got around to going camping.

Humphree thinks they’re pretty good, but the Princess? She’s never had Earth chocolate and holy smudge — I thought she passed out from the sheer awesomeness of it! She can’t get enough of the s’mores but especially the chocolate. And that means I’m keeping my secret stash SECRET or else she’ll eat all the chocolate in a nano second. I’m not worried, though. I’ve got all sorts of sneaktastic hiding spots around the ship!

Speaking of the Neon Wiener, today I’ve got something way cool for you: You can make your own Neon Wiener! Here’s a ship that someone in the Philippines put together — and it crash landed on a coconut!

The Neon Wiener from Galactic Hot Dogs crash landed on a coconut!
Ahhhh! We crash landed on a coconut!

It’s easy to make your own. Just print out this PDF of the Neon Wiener paper craft onto some sturdy paper. Then cut, fold, paste, and blammo! Your own spaceship!

Gotta go. I need to grab another s’more before Dags chows them all.

Later gators,
Cosmoe