How's this for huge? With this awesome translation from Banker we now have a translation of ALL 56 ISSUES OF PAPERINIK NEW ADVENTURES!
As this issue implies though, this isn't exactly the end - next up is PK2, and some of my favorite issues. If Banker chooses to tackle these as well, I'll be a very happy man indeed. But no matter what, this here is an amazing milestone.
People have started on this project at other times in the past, but they've never made it past the first few issues. We just finished a series.
Huge, huge, HUGE props to Banker who has been doing an AMAZING amount of work, and has been the driving force of this site for a long time. And a huge thanks to Aspargus32 who's done back-up features, to zvbxrpl who's done great work on PKNA and MMMM, to Murray who did back-up features as well, to Trauma and Rikard who did great translations when this site was young, and to Mirkl - who took the first issues of a great series, translated it, and shared it on an imageboard, starting this whole thing off.
(I fear that I may have missed someone - it was a long time ago, and the credits I used to write out disappeared off the site a long time ago. So If I've forgotten someone, I hope they'll forgive me.)
I love how this site has just kept going. It's amazing to see. Thank you all.
Oh, and something I thought I'd share: A fellow fan sent me an email, and I
got such a kick out of reading it that I thought you all should see it too.
Especially Banker, Aspargus32, and... well, everyone I just mentioned.
So here, hopefully with the blessing of the writer, is an amazing piece of
mail that I got sent the other day. I think we can all recognise some of ourselves in this.
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My good sir.
When I was a little Swedish boy I loved the character Donald Duck.
I loved his personality, I loved his design, I loved his
temper. I basically loved everything about him.
One day, when I was about seven years old, I followed my
father into a gas station. He had just filled up his car with gas, and we were
on our way to the Norwegian mountains, so he told me he would buy me a comic
book, if only so that I would keep quiet for the rest of the journey. Rummaging
through the comic book stands I happened upon a peculiar Donald Duck comic.
In which Donald Duck was a superhero.
I pretty much pissed my pants due to all the awesome.
I read the comic maybe a dozen times during the trip, and I
continued reading it until it more or less fell apart.
I managed to convince my parents to buy me another issue,
and that kept me transfixed for months. They never bought me any more, though,
probably because of their poor sense of awesome.
And soon enough the comic had gone out of production. I only
ever managed to get those two comics, and they are now so worn out that only I
can read them, since I have basically memorized them.
Twelve
years after that fateful incident in the gas station I stumbled unto your blog.
I literally cried tears of joy.
I really
can't thank you enough for all your work. Just know that I am immensly
grateful, and that if you're ever in Sweden I would be honored to buy you a
beer.
Or beers.
Or all of the beers.
Thank you. You are a wonderful human being.
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How nice is that?
