Dude, when I do learn to ride a bike, there will be streamers and a basket and a bell. I’m basically Pheobe.
Phoebe from ‘Friends’, not Phoebe from Eight Cousins. I also make up really stupid songs for my cat. If you’re laughing now and wondering how a 34-year-old woman manages to … Continue reading
This one’s only sort of a rerun. New cartoons tomorrow, I promise.
After much more agonizing than was strictly necessary, I picked which designs to order magnets of for ApolloCon. I then promptly regretted one of my decisions, because that’s who I … Continue reading
Reposting this one because I’m tired and sad and grumpy and not currently clinically depressed, so thank goodness for that.
Sorry for the repost, y’all, but it’s been a rough week already and I have plenty of drawings, but none scanned. Anyway, I’m having my delightful monthly reminder that … Continue reading
In which I succumb to peer pressure.
Of course, I also started this blog because of peer pressure, so this is all your fault, peers. Anyway, The Bloggess and Filing Jointly have both done Rules for Life … Continue reading
I swear I’ll mention mothers somewhere in here. Ranty ranty!
Which is a kind of abstinence, but not so much on purpose. If everyone could teach their children to be super awkward and nervous and leery of the gender they … Continue reading
Hootojoho!
If your Wagnerian opera last more than 4.5 hours, please consult your physician. Excessive exposure to Wagnerian horns may lead to irritation, exhaustion, and bleeding from the ears. I’m not … Continue reading
Not the jazz you listen to, though. Obscure jazz. You can’t even handle this jazz.
I can’t help but feel like I’m a constant disappointment to my awesomely musical brother because I think I’m just not that aurally attuned. I connect best to music with … Continue reading
If you don’t get this reference and you’re American, then get off my lawn, you damn kids!
Sad but true story – last year I made a ‘You Bet Your Life’ joke to a community college theatre class, and they stared at me blankly. OK, fair enough, … Continue reading
It was a very small dragon, but still:
Remember, it’s not whether you win, lose, or turn into a charred pile of feathers: it’s how hard you try. And that’s the sort of logic that causes you to … Continue reading
This is for a friend, which is why the little hat, but I know more than a few IT folk. . .
So, true story, while I’m usually pretty self-sufficient with this glowing box I’m currently typing into, occasionally I need help. And, okay, usually the thing I need help with is … Continue reading
