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My Life Without A Jetpack
If I don't have a jetpack, I'm making comics.
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Language: English
Genre: Real life
Activity status: Active
Archive url: Visit archive
Last update: 28th Dec 2018, 2:00 PM
Number of comics: 270
Number of subscribers: 21
Visitors: 196041 visitors (906266 pages viewed)
Rating: 4.87 (38 votes)

Webcomic description

My Life Without A Jetpack is a biographical webcomic about MaGnUs' life, written by him, with art by Taibox (and sometimes colored by Mindy Lopkin). Published weekly in English and Spanish.


Martín A. Pérez (AKA MaGnUs) writes short stories, articles, comics and radio plays. One of his short stories has been published in the book Contagion: War Stories, and an essay of his apears in "Teenagers from the Future: Essays on the Legion of Super-Heroes.". His articles have appeared online or in print magazines like Inforol, Ururol, Kryptonian Cybernet, and Strange Days, while he's currently writing for GeekGirls Online, G.A.S. Comics, and other sites. He co-produces and co-hosts a radio show about comics and related subjects, Perdidos en el Eter. An active part of Uruguay's fan scene, he's one of the creators of Montevideo Comics, the first local convention (since 2002), and one of the founders of Caballeros de Montevideo, which promotes RPGs through charity events. MaGnUs works in tech support, and is happily married to his wife Cindy, with whom he has a son, Gabriel, who ever since his birth has been marked to become yet another nerd... just like daddy!

Most recent comments left on My Life Without A Jetpack

28th Dec 2018
What's this? Two strips in less than two weeks? Well, don't get used to it, but hopefully in 2019 we'll have a better publication schedule. It's time for 2018 to end, and instead of subjecting you to another "MaGnUs gets mistaken for Santa Claus" strip", I thought I'd let you off the hook one more year.

Obviously, expecting the year 2000 to bring futuristic things, clothes, flying cars, etc, has a lot to do with the strip's name. I don't exactly whish for a jetpack (it's not literal, guys, stop sending me links every time there's another jetpack test somewhere), but I want a better future. Or at least supertech... which we already have, man: smartphones, internet, etc... Can we get cheap space travel? Contact with benign aliens?

I hope you all have a happy new year, and that 2019 brings everything you wish for.

Music this week is peak year 2000, Linkin Park's "One Step Closer", from their album "Hybrid Theory" (RIP Chester):

Left on 178 - Y2K.
21st Dec 2018
Yeah, I know, we've been absent this year again. We're trying to get better, but this was a complicated year for us. Anyway, one of the bright spots for me, MaGnUs, was my trip to Canada for the Montréal Comic Arts Festival, where I met lots of nice people, and got to hang out with my friend Philippe again, plus hang out with my friend Kal in his native Toronto area... and visit a place where Star Trek was filmed!

You can see some pictures of my trip here, and if you speak Spanish, listen to the episode of my podcast where I tell all about my Canada trek.

This week's song is Weezer's cover of Toto's "Africa":

Left on 177 - Stranger In A Nice Land
3rd Aug 2018
My Life Without A Jetpack - The Heat Of Battle

In case you don't know, what I was drinking (and spilled on myself) was a mate, a sort of herbal tea popular in Uruguay and other parts of South America. The water is quite hot, and I got a pretty nasty burn, hence the loud wail. I screamed like a pig.

Music this time is "Food Fight On The Moon", by the Aquabats, from their 2011 album "Hi-Five Soup":

Left on 176 - The Heat Of Battle.
22nd Jun 2018
We just published the newest issue of our short comics anthology, GAS3K.8. As usual, we've included a Convention Special episode of Jetpack, featuring something that happened at, well, a comic book event. I invited my friend Philippe Girard, comic book creator from Québec, Canada, to draw this one. Incidentally, he was at this event in Montevideo that year, and this year he visited us again, right after I visited his country for a comics festival (and I'll have tales from it at some point). These guys had a weird mix of kilts, viking shields, and Celtic face paint, and are part of a softcombat or battle combat team, a sport that simulates melee combat with foam-padded weapons. By the way, my Odin has both eyes because it's pre-drink from the Well of Mimir.

This time the song is "Blackstar", from the David Bowie's 2016 posthumous album of the same name:

Left on Special: Allfather.
23rd Mar 2018
I have beautiful memories from lunches at my grandpa Carlos' (he was my mom's father). The food was great, he taught me to like tonic water, and he always had some kind of sweet or candy to give me. In fact, I called him "Grandpa Candy". He also told the best stories about his childhood and teen years, and while some might have been embellished, they were still great. I wish he'd told me stories about the trip to Europe he took in the late 40s or early 50s, but back then I didn't know it, or I wasn't as interested, so I never asked.

One of my favorite stories was the one he told me about the first time he saw an airplane. He was born in 1909, so he probably saw one at some point in his childhood (the first plane to fly in Uruguay did so in 1910). Grandpa said he was afraid it was going to fall out of the sky and eveybody was going to die. Imagine seeing such thing for the first time!

He was a lawyer, but also a literature teacher, so he had a very large book collection. Again, since he died when I was 12, I wish I had appreciated the kind of books I saw when we emptied his house. But I know the books were used for a good end: they were donated to the public high school where he used to teach.

Another cool story, one he didn't tell me himself, but I learned years after his passing: he used to work with my father in law. My wife and sister in law would visit the office as little girls, and he would give them candy. Maybe some from the same batch he'd bought and given me. My wife's family and mine had been connected long before we met (and there's more to that connection, but I'll tell you another day).

One more thing to add: I wish he'd been able to read the stuff I've written. I'd love to share it with him.

Music this time is "Patience", from the Guns N' Roses' 1988 album G N' R Lies:

Left on 175 - Commanding Voice.