Finally, this blogtoon gets some inappropriate beaver pics.
This is going to blow my search results all to hell. Crap, I just said ‘blow’. By the way, it took this long not because I wasn’t champing at the … Continue reading
This is late, and also possibly the wrong sport. Yay me!
Because I really only care about yearly sporting events if they involve puppies. Or kittens. Or ocelots. Is that a thing? That should be a thing.
Oh, look! A place!
If you’ve never carefully turned your enormous doll collection around to face to wall, and then still woken up several times during the night afraid they’ll have turned back, you’ve … Continue reading
Still headed to a place. You’ll know when we get there.
But in the meantime, let me just say that the reason I keep claiming not to be collecting owls is because I did have a doll collection as a child … Continue reading
With his mother-of-pearl opera glasses. Because he’s classy, that’s why.
Usually when I go to a show I end up drawing something related to said show during intermission, but since this was drawn while my mom and I were at … Continue reading
If you’re not from Texas and don’t know why he’s wearing pink(ish) sneakers, sorry.
If you ARE from Texas, w00t! That means you can vote for Wendy Davis, and since I am in no way unbiased, I’m telling you to do that. Vote Wendy! … Continue reading
Also, I missed that terrible spacing. I totally meant to fix that. Oops.
You know how, sometimes you’re shopping for a birthday present for your friend J, and then you see a plushy stuffed beaver and think, “That’s a thing J needs!” Then, … Continue reading
Better late than never, especially if you’re worried you’re pregnant.
So technically his birthday was January 20th, but I am procrastinatey and also indecisive. Anyway, first I drew this one, but it just didn’t seem festive enough: So I festiv’d … Continue reading
Neurotic Owl 