Neurotic Owl

flapping vaguely downward through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread

Tag Archives: anachronisms

Which was the term in his day, so stop giving me side-eye.

Aaaand here‘s a nice page on Poiret, one of the earlier designers to just plain ignore what humans are shaped like in favour of whatever oddly flanged column he felt … Continue reading

August 7, 2014 · Leave a comment

Special request! Which I sort of failed at.

A certain friend who shall be forever (or at least for this post) know as Lrequested a cartoon with this caption, with Neurotic Owl running off to an adventure.  Simple, … Continue reading

August 6, 2014 · 2 Comments

This would be wilder, but my scanner understands neon orange gel pen as pale pink. I forgot that.

August 4, 2014 · Leave a comment

Is it a curse to be a swan by day and an owl by night? Probably not so much.

As you may have guessed, I just saw Swan Lake at the Houston Ballet this weekend.  I’ve seen it before — 3 or 4 times, I think — but I … Continue reading

June 18, 2014 · Leave a comment

And yet another holiday goes by that I don’t know how to buy a card for.

Because Father’s/Mother’s/whatever day comes with two choices in cards:  super sentimental (“You’re the bestest dad in the whole wide world!  You were always there for me and did everything right … Continue reading

June 17, 2014 · Leave a comment

Just to be clear, snowy owls are the minority, since most owls are brown. I am not making Neurotic Owl a horrible racist, just a guilty liberal.

This is a rerun, of course, because I realized a thing and I am ashamed and the other cartoons I have queued don’t really serve to EXPOSE MY SHAME.  So … Continue reading

June 13, 2014 · 2 Comments

And now I’m picturing Manic Pixie Otter smashing out the window of her car, all sexy like. Theoretically.

Because no one can argue that Patrick Swayze wasn’t sexy as all get out in that movie, but the window smashing?  That’s just poor planning.  Use your disadvantaged street kid … Continue reading

June 3, 2014 · Leave a comment

Whooooooooooooooo.

A leetle break, I think, after yesterday, and because a certain A requested an owl in a dirndl.  If he ends up marrying Christopher Plummer and becoming stepmother to 7 … Continue reading

May 14, 2014 · Leave a comment

BUBBLE PIPE. That is all.

May 12, 2014 · Leave a comment

Cursive is hard, yo.

Seriously, when was the last time YOU used script?  And if your answer is, “Five minutes ago.  I hand calligraph letters to all my friends beautifully and can absolutely remember … Continue reading

May 1, 2014 · Leave a comment