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.
Which is why there are big red scratches on my cleavage right now.
My Charlie cat is sweet and lovable and charming and clumsy as all hell. He never scratches me on purpose, but he loves being on my lap or my shoulder, … Continue reading
Bangarang, good sir.
I’m saving what was going to be today’s cartoon for tomorrow, because Robin Williams died yesterday and I just can’t with the jokes right now. It’s not just that I … Continue reading
Special request! Which I sort of failed at.
A certain friend who shall be forever (or at least for this post) know as Lrequested a cartoon with this caption, with Neurotic Owl running off to an adventure. Simple, … Continue reading
Stare into his unblinking beady gaze.
This is a very specific one-off that may require explanation. One of my friends recently went to Peru and ate 1/17th of a guinea pig (because she was with 16 … 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
Is it a curse to be a swan by day and an owl by night? Probably not so much.
As you may have guessed, I just saw Swan Lake at the Houston Ballet this weekend. I’ve seen it before — 3 or 4 times, I think — but I … Continue reading
Where will I get a grilled cheese with a side of fried rice now?
This won’t mean much if you’re not from Houston, or possibly even specifically from the Montrose area, but Lucky Burger has been defeated by a greedy landlord who forced them … 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
Neurotic Owl 