Neurotic Owl

flapping vaguely downward through clouds of uncertainty on wings of existential dread

Tag Archives: this has already ended poorly

For my friend who couldn’t get into her car recently, and for me, and primarily for my parking spot neighbours who inevitably park like dicks.

Not only did I have to climb into my car through the passenger side three times in one week in my work parking garage (and I have a small car, … Continue reading

February 28, 2014 · Leave a comment

Like the Kool-Aid man! Only less liquidy and not trying to convince you to drink out of her head.

Seriously, what part of a giant pitcher smashing into your house and then wanting you to drink his innards ISN’T upsetting?  Of course, I have similar feelings about pinatas with … Continue reading

February 21, 2014 · Leave a comment

Badly. Plays the sax badly.

I’m not gonna lie, y’all, when I was in middle- and high-school, the dance company I was in junior company/apprenticed to used a LOT of Kenny G.  Also, a ton … Continue reading

February 20, 2014 · Leave a comment

What we have here is a fundamental misunderstanding of food names.

February 18, 2014 · Leave a comment

And now, I get a song stuck in your head for the rest of the day. You’re welcome.

P.S.: If anyone could please explain to me what the hell caused that song to exist besides copious amounts of drugs, that would be awesome.  See also: At the Zoo.  … Continue reading

February 17, 2014 · Leave a comment

The inappropriateness continues.

Ew.  ‘Funky beaver’.

February 10, 2014 · Leave a comment

Oh, look! A place!

If you’ve never carefully turned your enormous doll collection around to face to wall, and then still woken up several times during the night afraid they’ll have turned back, you’ve … Continue reading

February 5, 2014 · 5 Comments

With his mother-of-pearl opera glasses. Because he’s classy, that’s why.

Usually when I go to a show I end up drawing something related to said show during intermission, but since this was drawn while my mom and I were at … Continue reading

January 30, 2014 · Leave a comment

Teehee. Blushing owls are the cutest owls.

So, I have been known to read the occasional romance novel, particularly if it’s a. by Georgette Heyer, or b. involves some combination of the Regency period, girls disguised as … Continue reading

January 21, 2014 · Leave a comment

New character!

I know, I’m breaking the mold by doing a human (who isn’t besotted with a douchebag unicorn), but here’s how this happened. I was visiting I and M with my … Continue reading

January 10, 2014 · Leave a comment