Like Looking In A Mirror

I've tried all of those "Make a [insert name of popular television cartoon/comic strip/famous artist with distinctive painting style here] version of yourself" and I find it just a little bit sad that South Park me is the only one that comes close to resembling the real me. And by "resembling" I mean, Attack of the Clones. I should sue the South Park creators for copyright infringement on my body type.

And yes... I do enjoy a good lollipop, but mostly if there's bubblegum at the center of it.

Show A La-Z-Boy You Love Them

The year 2007 marks the 80th anniversary of the introduction of the first reclining easy chair to America and in honor of this occasion I think that each and every one of you who are reading this post should sit right down and crochet a chair set or two for your favorite BarcaLounger. Or at least take a gander at these keen Shebas from the 1940's as they show off some spiffy handmade darb of their own!

Pointless Narrative Theatre Presents...

"How To Win the Hand of a Princess Without Breaking a Sweat!"

in

3-D!

And they all lived pointlessly ever after!

Portraits In Plastic & Tin

The Lightly Sweetened Adventures Of Alfie The Wonder Dog

Flip It, Snip It, Chip It And Stitch It

Godzilla 365, Day One*

*taken from Godzilla's flickr stream

Finally got my new camera working... have to fiddle with the settings some more. Brenda called. She's still being a bitch about that whole camping weekend thing. I'm not in the best of moods, as you can imagine. Also, I think I may be gluten-intolerant.

Saturday Is Steakday!

The following presentation is made possible by a grant from the fine folks at Bonanza-

In what would appear to be a souvenir from an elementary school field trip to a local Bonanza restaurant, we follow Tommy & Susie (who, in spite of the under title lead status billing and Tommy's rather depressing career aspirations, don't appear to be of any more importance to the plot than any of their other black & white classmates) as they scope out what goes on behind the scenes at every-70's-body favorite steak house chain. Now if I ever did go on a school trip to Bonanza I have no memory of it. The only field trip I can ever remember going on was to Monticello. We went to Monticello seven or eight times a month every single freakin' month for the twenty or so years I was in school. I am so damn sick of Monticello I can't even tell you and yet the only thing I can even remember about the place is that so-called "genius" Thomas Jefferson invented a clock that was so big that it not only spanned an entire entrance hall, but hung down through the floor and into the basement! I mean they had smaller clocks even back then didn't they? What's the point Mr. Declaration of Independence?



"As for you, Miss Carter... your debt to the Company has been repaid in full. Leave this place now and speak not of what you have seen here!"



Even for a six-year-old this is a pretty half-assed attempt at coloring. I've shamed myself today.





"Hey, Broilerman!"

"Hey, Earl!"

"So... 200 steaks an hour and they're all done just the way we want them?"

"Yeah really, right?"






"Bonanza loves kids... is a cookbook!"


Wait... illustrated by who now?