30th post, y’all! I’m not a well person.
I thought I owed you guys something special for this semi-momentous occasion. Of course, it’s only coincidence that this comes directly after his first try at babysitting.
I should draw baby owls more often.
So usually I don’t do much to these in Photoshop beyond adding the frame and taking out that stupid smudge I can’t get off of my scanner screen, but … Continue reading
Honestly, that ‘martini’ is actually a Shirley Temple, because those are delicious.
Also, the gun’s made of chocolate. And he doesn’t so much seduce enemy agents as get nervous and start randomly free-associating. He does have a license to kill mice, though.
See? I said this wouldn’t end well. Should have had her spayed, you silly owl.
Seriously, folks. Spay and neuter your pets, cause that poor cat in heat howling outside my window every night is just confusing the crap out of Charlie. He knows she … Continue reading
I’m still in a paper doll kind of mood from last week.
I’m actually not a huge zombie person (I haven’t watched a single zombie movie or show — the closest I get is occasional zombie-related Buffy episodes and, of course, Reavers). … Continue reading
Really, what other house could it be?
I’m pretty sure I’d be a Ravenclaw with strong Hufflepuffian tendencies, given my tendency to trip over imaginary objects. Hopefully the Hufflepuff common room is well padded.
When I finally learn to ride a bike, it will probably be with this level of bravado and daring.
Neurotic Owl 