His name is Schadenfreude Von Owlingen until someone gives me a better one.
In a related note, that’s totally my great-grandpa’s mustache. Although I think Uncle Joe may have upstaged him with the ‘stache/eyebrow combination. Not actually my uncle I don’t think, probably … Continue reading
In which I talk about serious shit because it’s my blog and you can’t stop me.
So if you don’t know about the silver ribbon, go read this: http://thebloggess.com/2012/01/the-fight-goes-on/ Then go ahead and read everything else The Bloggess has written, because that shit’s hilarious. ‘Sokay, I’ll … Continue reading
Bonus post! In which I try to sell you stuff. I mean, not hard, since I make less than a dollar from these, but still.
http://www.zazzle.com/neurotic_owl_sticks_to_your_fridge_magnets-160915074794174034 Basically, this: on a magnet. Painfully literal, thy name is Neurotic Owl.
30th post, y’all! I’m not a well person.
I thought I owed you guys something special for this semi-momentous occasion. Of course, it’s only coincidence that this comes directly after his first try at babysitting.
I should draw baby owls more often.
So usually I don’t do much to these in Photoshop beyond adding the frame and taking out that stupid smudge I can’t get off of my scanner screen, but … Continue reading
Honestly, that ‘martini’ is actually a Shirley Temple, because those are delicious.
Also, the gun’s made of chocolate. And he doesn’t so much seduce enemy agents as get nervous and start randomly free-associating. He does have a license to kill mice, though.
See? I said this wouldn’t end well. Should have had her spayed, you silly owl.
Seriously, folks. Spay and neuter your pets, cause that poor cat in heat howling outside my window every night is just confusing the crap out of Charlie. He knows she … Continue reading
Happy Lunar New Year!, take 1
Had an awesome time yesterday eating delicious food truck treats and watching a Lion dance at The Refinery, performed by the Vien Thong Tu Lion Dance Team. One of the lions … Continue reading
I’m still in a paper doll kind of mood from last week.
I’m actually not a huge zombie person (I haven’t watched a single zombie movie or show — the closest I get is occasional zombie-related Buffy episodes and, of course, Reavers). … Continue reading
Neurotic Owl 