So a buddy of mine comes over last night with a bottle of wine. (The Superbowl may have monopolized the bars, but Mythbusters marathon…I’ll drink to that!) People keep doing this. Despite this fact, I keep not owning a corkscrew. I drink so lightly that I cannot get through a bottle of wine on my […]
Monthly Archives: February 2008
I have no idea what’s up with this one…don’t try to find any deep significance to it, I implore you. This is just what it wanted to be. Second Bird Golem
I feel really great today.
Okay, for no apparent reason I’m looking up Monster Magnet videos on YouTube. Obviously it’s time to go to bed.
MORE imps in the mail. Dear god. Today we had better luck, though! “Faustus” — interesting, but went powdery, alas. Will make a note to try later. “The Coiled Serpent” — Holy patchouli, Batman! Not an obnoxious patchouli, though…kind of an odd, bitter undertone, like burning hay. This actually wasn’t a bad smell. I don’t […]
So “What the Hell Con” is next weekend, in Greensboro, and I will be there with my webcomics peeps, dominating the art room and throwing things at one another and it should be a fun time and OHHOLYSHITIHAVEACONNEXTWEEKEND! Um. Should really run off some prints in time for that… I have not prepared for crap. […]
I have so damn many imps, I’m having to go through these at top speed just to keep up! Fortunately the most common negative occurrence for me–“Turns to powder”–happens within about ten minutes, so I’m able to rule them out pretty fast if they do that. I think I’ve figured out another selling point…so many […]
Too much heaviness! Have a bizarre and wonderful new animal discovery! All hail the giant elephant shrew!
The dreams didn’t get all that much better, but they at least went from intense personal horror to generalized despair, as a giant bull proceeded to destroy the earth, and I had to watch, while begging him not to. He was very polite about it, at least, which was something. “I’m sorry, but I serve […]
Oy. Nightmare. Can’t even really describe it adequately, certainly not explain why it was scary–there was a wizened mermaid-like creature, an enormously fat naked woman who knew where I was at all times, and the house I grew up in. Something had locked itself in my old bedroom because it thought it was me. Some […]