She still doesn’t need glasses. She just likes wearing them.
Not because her answers are always right, but because there is nothing as gross as writing in pencil on newsprint. Eugh. It’s like mayonnaise and tapioca and cream cheese’s grossness … Continue reading
No, not you you, other people you. Cool your mammaries.
Because occasionally it’s nice to use a word that isn’t ‘like’ or the equally vague phrases ‘kind of’, sort of’, etc. This is yet another thing that drove me bonkers … Continue reading
Sometimes you have to revise your expectations downward.
Of course, since he just flashy-thinged you, you won’t remember this post.
Please don’t hate the new guy.
I realize he’s not as lovable as most, but can’t you find a place in your heart for a jellyfish? Just for clarity’s sake, because the facebook preview of this … Continue reading
In which I obsess about completely meaningless things. Again.
I was so close to calling it quits on this and saying that I was out of ideas, and then the night before last I drew SOOO MANY cartoons, so … Continue reading
Introducing the original inappropriate beaver.
And a thumbs-up of approval from L. In case you can’t read it, because you almost certainly can’t, the cartoon is another iteration of ‘No one expects Inappropriate Beaver!’ because … Continue reading
Still headed to a place. You’ll know when we get there.
But in the meantime, let me just say that the reason I keep claiming not to be collecting owls is because I did have a doll collection as a child … Continue reading
Speaking of crossplay:
She looks oddly natural with a cigar. By the way, at some point soonish I’m planning to make paper dolls of Neurotic Owl, Manic Pixie Otter, and Food Truck Hedgehog, … Continue reading
These are not cartoons.
Since I’m home sick today and don’t feel like writing anything that makes sense, and most of my current cartoons involve at least mini-rants, have these pictures of Tiny Rogue … Continue reading
If I were braver, this is where I’d show you a picture of my hands, but I’m not.
Suffice it to say that I still bite my nails, a lot. Oh, by the way, sorry I’ve been away for a few days — I was at a science … Continue reading
Neurotic Owl 