Wednesday, September 27, 2006

Some more goodies from the trashcan...

so anyway...Just to type it so it sinks in...Huddle found out that the two groups ahead of us in the adoption roster have received referrals. So that means that, barring China taking the whole month of October off, or if I die in a horrible tragic tractor accident involving a cow, some feta cheese and a plunger, we'll be receiving our photo next month...Which is kinda scary yet exciting at the same time. So, uh, yeah.

enjoy your day, and don't eat the sandwich in the fridge. It may look good, but it's been in there for like a month, and that's not lettuce...I think that's the cheese.

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

forget what I said about talking on the bus...

This lady talked to me yesterday...So I was all excited...But then I found out that she didn't want me to answer any of her questions. She just wanted to talk...And me to bounce the sound waves off of my face back at her or something. So, yeah, don't talk on the bus. Unless you actually want to engage in some small talk. cuz, really, the bus isn't the place for deep philosophical discussions...

and here's some crap that I'll be throwing out soon. Enjoy.

Friday, September 15, 2006

Two posts in two days??!!???

I know, it's a miracle. Anyway...I saw this guy on the bus today, on my way to work, and I had to draw him when I was supposed to be working. he was this big guy, with an overbite and had a really flat back of the head with just a hint of flesh bump. I might have made some other people on the bus uncomfortable with my staring. I just love how we're all on the bus together, going to various places, and no one is happy. Or if they are, they're not sharing it with anyone. We all just endure the bus ride in silence. It struck me as funny today. I see these people almost everyday, and I haven't talked to a single one. I don't want to come off as some sort of perv/freak anymore than I do normally, I guess. Would it be so bad if people actually talked on the bus, with other people I mean. There's those people who talk to themselves, of course, but that doesn't count. I guess the world would end.

I also drew myself as a youngling with three of my favorite possessions I had as a five year old. My shogun Godzilla, my pudding pops (which I just found at safeway, and they taste just as good as I remember them), and my mork glittery ironed on picture/saying shirts. I had like five of them or something. Along with the suspenders. I was sooooo stylin.

anyway. If you ride the bus, try talking to people, or at least smile. You can get arrested and have an interesting story to tell your grandkids.

Thursday, September 14, 2006

Some painting ideas....

I wanted to do some painting again, so I came up with a few ideas, some of which are too stoopit to post. These are the least stoopit, so, uh, yeah. I'm thinking of doing a bunch of wonder woman in many different moods. Anyway...I like Lynda Carter. Well, a young Lynda Carter. She was vury hot. I also have a thing for a young Erin Grey. And your mom. Your mom is hot.

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Illustration Friday: safe

I decided to go on the cute side to show the ladies just how sensitive I am. But remember, I'm also extremely macho and manly. I have the chest hair to prove it. And my official Man club card, where you get 50% off manly purchases such as hair grease, and nose hair trimmers. Enjoy.