March! Because I forgot about Pi day, but again, that would have looked a lot like Thanksgiving.
Neurotic Owl is the Lord of the Flap. His legs flail about as though independent of his body!
And then there was colour.
I’m not quite done — I like the misty unevenness of the colour, but I think I need a few pops of brighter or darker somethings so it doesn’t just … Continue reading
From all my favorite fuzzies! (And one squishy.)
In which Neurotic Owl is too polite to take the last piece of pie: I’m taking tomorrow off, so here’s a nice big one to tide you over. Thanksgiving is … Continue reading
Someone get me a knish, stat!
One of my friends occasionally daydreams about starting a deli food truck, and if he ever does that thing and I can get hot knishes whenever I want in Houston, … Continue reading
How many ways can you dress a hedgehog?
Apparently ten, at least this time around.
Papierpuppen! Part the third.
These are the ones you haven’t seen yet, right? Right? Oh, god, I can’t tell anymore because my brain is filled up with all the ways I might murder our … Continue reading
Mmmmmm, it’s hedgehoglicious.
The real trick is not poking holes in the pasta.
Can I take the day off, too? Please? Pretty please with cartoon hedgehogs on top?
Because I apparently have inflammation around the nerve in my thigh, which is why it feels like a constant gentle burning, occasionally interspersed with a furious fucking burning and sometimes, … Continue reading
See? It’s a happy one!
Which, if my friend V who coined this phrase could, in fact, make a mix for the orgasmic mushroom soup she fed us last weekend, I would not care what … Continue reading
Luckily, he did NOT misunderstand the recipe.
Funnily enough, you can absolutely google spotted dick with no issues at all — I don’t know how many pages you have to scroll through if you’re WANTING disgusting pictures, … Continue reading
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