I’m back, now with more parentheses!
There are three reasons this is a dumb question. Well, okay, set of questions, since it’s almost invariably the irritating double-whammy of “Whatcha reading? What’s it about?” 1. Almost no … Continue reading
Not tonight, dear. I have a headache.
Sorry, y’all! I have more drawings, but they need scanning and cropping and suching and tonight I simply don’t give a rat’s. I have exactly enough brainpower for wind-up toys. … Continue reading
He only meant to use a leeeetle glitter.
I realize you can’t really tell because it’s a scan, but that multicolored stuff is totally glitter. He figured, after yesterday’s brilliant necklace making, that he could move on to … Continue reading
He’s not great at tying knots.
This is what happens when he spends too much time at Manic Pixie Otter’s . . . den? burrow? space station? I’m going to go with den. In case you’re … Continue reading
FAAAAAAAALCOOOOOOOR!
Which is nice for him, I’m sure, since I’m currently overcommitted as usual and feeling sliiiightly hysterical. Excuse me, I may be retreating back to the blanket fort. It’s going … Continue reading
This isn’t apropos of any actual fame. I was just in a Warhol-y kind of a mood.
Blanket forts are about as close as I get to camping, too.
A broom to prop up your sheet, a pile of pillows, some good books — this is so much better than that kind with the scary bugs and scorpions and … Continue reading