No big story for this one – I just thought the combination of fire and hammers would be a terrible plan for him.
His horseshoe didn’t go so well. Actually, thinking back, I may have drawn this one right after seeing Act 1 of Il Trovatore, so I imagine the Anvil Chorus … Continue reading
Sometimes these are drawn directly from shit my cat does.
Isn’t it sweet how he likes to ‘help’ me with my crocheting? I particularly like the defensive look in his eyes – “What? I didn’t do anything. What makes you … Continue reading
I swear I’ll mention mothers somewhere in here. Ranty ranty!
Which is a kind of abstinence, but not so much on purpose. If everyone could teach their children to be super awkward and nervous and leery of the gender they … Continue reading
In which I show you around my apartment – at least, the non-messy bits. Basically walls. Woo, exciting!
Like any virtual apartment tour, I’ve done some judicious cropping to hide what needs hiding. I’ve always wanted one of those homes where you walk in and instantly want to … Continue reading
If you’re not familiar with tentacle hentai, this google search is about to get realllll awkward.
This is pretty darn similar to ‘. . . Meets Cthulhu’, but it’s kind of important that, in this case, the tentacles are coming up behind him. I need a … Continue reading
Hootojoho!
If your Wagnerian opera last more than 4.5 hours, please consult your physician. Excessive exposure to Wagnerian horns may lead to irritation, exhaustion, and bleeding from the ears. I’m not … Continue reading
Not the jazz you listen to, though. Obscure jazz. You can’t even handle this jazz.
I can’t help but feel like I’m a constant disappointment to my awesomely musical brother because I think I’m just not that aurally attuned. I connect best to music with … Continue reading
You don’t want to know the time I had figuring out his profile.
I imagine we all knew that, sooner or later, I’d be taking advantage of the resemblance, right? For his first feature length project, Neurotic Owl will be presenting a delightful … Continue reading
Just call him Amelia Owlheart.
He’ll be okay. His mom packed him a lunch.
If you don’t get this reference and you’re American, then get off my lawn, you damn kids!
Sad but true story – last year I made a ‘You Bet Your Life’ joke to a community college theatre class, and they stared at me blankly. OK, fair enough, … Continue reading
