This was going to be relatively topical, but then last week vanished in a puff of lazy.
But whatever, I have done 6+ large, intricate ink drawings of, I don’t know, stuff this weekend because when I get on a kick I GET ON A KICK. Hopefully … Continue reading
Tarot in yo FACE (because it’s face cards. I’m not funny.) Page and Knightof Swords.
He’s supposed to be posed dashingly with his sword, but I’m pretty sure he’s actually golfing.
December! We’re getting there.
Thanks to one of my friends the other day, I finally know what I’m doing for September (Burning Man, anyone?), so I just need to finish the drawing and colouring on … Continue reading
If you can dodge a hurtling miniature owl, you can dodge a ball.
It’s the only sport for which an insane terror of getting hit by the ball is actually helpful.
Oh, what a world! Wait, no, that’s melting.
Today is a weird day to publish this, since I’m actually home sick and not making it to the gym at all, but whatever. I’m a zany unpredictable fool. With … Continue reading
Today will have to be a brave day.
So, full disclosure, the amazing leggings I got were free, because my awesome friend Katie of Lineage Wear needed plus size brand ambassadors (basically, pictures of my big butt wearing … Continue reading
And this is as sportsy as I get, so enjoy it while it lasts.
I work in a shop that is currently staffed by 8 people, 6 of whom are Mexican, and the soccer talk, it is EVERYWHERE. I even watched part of a … Continue reading
This is late, and also possibly the wrong sport. Yay me!
Because I really only care about yearly sporting events if they involve puppies. Or kittens. Or ocelots. Is that a thing? That should be a thing.
Because the tendency to leap out of the way when someone else heads for the same chair as you is not what that game is about.
Y’all, there was a game of musical chairs at my work Christmas party that seemed likely to dissolve into bloodshed at any moment. I was actually thrilled to be out … Continue reading
Neurotic Owl 