And never, ever gets better, apparently.
Not entirely coincidentally, I’m theoretically over my stupid damn cold, but the occasional cough and head full of mucous are going nowhere. You are not welcome here, snot fairy. Take … Continue reading
And then some more random.
This may require moderate explanation. Basically, anyone who’s done a modicum of modern dance will be familiar with the Martha Graham hand position – cupped palm, pulled back at the … Continue reading
And now for something completely random.
There was a logic chain here, but I can’t remember where it started — I just know that it ended with my requesting unicorns riding sharks, and then somebody (I … Continue reading
I think I drew him fatter than usual, but despots do generally get the best food, so why not?
On loving problematic things — or things created by problematic douchebags.
Two things happened to put me in this headspace: Jenny Trout wrote an excellent post about her own struggle with art vs. artist, and this particular rhyme for ‘neurotic’ popped … Continue reading
And needs a fainting couch.
I don’t recall where I picked up ‘neurasthenic’ — doubtless a Victorian novel of some description, since it wasn’t one of the many ways I died playing Oregon Trail. Typhoid, … Continue reading
Neurotic Owl 