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
Yoga is hard, yo.
“I call this pose ‘gracefullest kitteh’.” – Lord Charles of Ploppington, baron of the remote.
Because he is, in fact, a decent human being.
I’m not so much up to reopening this topic, because I just bowed out of a Facebook thread that got argue-y fast (and then bowed back in for a second … Continue reading
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
Curse you, wasabi!
And before you get all smug and say that wasabi isn’t that hot, please keep in mind that this is my cartoon and I am a spice wimp. Feel free … Continue reading
Pausing while a few of you look up ‘slashfic’. . . ah. There you go.
Have any of you read ‘Fangirl’, by Rainbow Rowell? I’m a little less than halfway through listening to it and the only thing pacing me is that it’s an audiobook … Continue reading
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
Oh, look! A post! It’s like I’m reliable or something. Mostly or something.
I’m just going to leave this here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hpiIWMWWVco It’s clearly not the best quality video, but this is the first version I remember from mah childhood (except in black and … Continue reading
Neurotic Owl 