I Spent the day in Hoboken, NJ with the folks for my sister's Birthday. We went to a beautiful park where it seemed trendy for couples to come with their personal photographers in tote to take glamour shots for placement in the New York Times.
Double your pleasure, double your fun!
Sick of dirt? Hardly. Just keep pushin' on. You'll get through the muck like the rest of us.
"Charlie has a gift for you...you just have to wait a few hours."
Sexyman24
Today, I faced pure evil...I may have lost a battle but in the end, I won the war. This is how I can sleep at night. Bring it.
"It's scary, it scares me, seriously, it's scary, it's scary to me." Yeah, I didn't have the heart to tell her it was made because of stupid frustrating people like her. It was a long day yesterday.
It's a hell of a town. 
Peek-a-boo-I-see-you-because-i'm-sticking-my-head-
Rejection
Anxiety lives inside all of us. This is what it looks like. It always feels trapped so I suggest you give it some room to breathe.
He's not as tough as he looks...well, he doesn't look all that tough right now anyway. Someday, he'll have the scar to prove it.
Portrait Party #2!
Here's a doodle with a bonus pre-colored sketch for funzies! Feel free to make up your own story...(Challenge: Try to do it without any cursing, poop, or fart jokes!)
This guy is helping out with the music for my film...sort of. Even though I may never actually meet him, this is what he looks like in my head.
Nessie Goes To Work
...It's true. Oh, and I happen to think I make a lovely older woman thank you very much. Maybe next Halloween you'll agree.
Twenty some years of sleepless nights and countless therapy sessions later, I've finally made a breakthrough. I can trace all my anxiety back to a song that left me pondering one of life's most sought after questions. The song never does tell you just how much that doggie is worth. Heck, you don't even know if he's actually for sale. Now I can finally move forward and begin to dream again...
Oh Annelids!
I'm as happy as a bird on a tree. I'm not quite sure what that means but at least I'm happy. You might be thinking, "but this bird seems more ambivalent than anything else..." Yeah, well my pen says he's happy...let's not ruin the moment.
Whatever it was, it sure wasn't from this planet...Richard was sure of that. Now all he had to do was find a way to suppress his gag reflex long enough to capitalize on his new discovery.
Seriously, thank you Vinny for believing in me. You will be missed but I'm sure you'll excel in the wonderful world of glass blowing. If what you've said about me is true then you will be able to read about this in a book someday and you'll have one more priceless piece of history in your possession. Best of luck to you in the future...now drink up!
Sure he was a decent stagehand, but since his father was directing, no one had the guts to tell Horatio that he was always in the shot. They tried explaining to him that his job was to be a behind the scenes guy...Behind Horatio...behind.
For Randall, Halloween couldn't come soon enough. The one time of year when nobody asks questions and runs away screaming in fear.
Jerry's friends always told him that his new house seemed like an open invitation to a turtle obsessed super-villain. He shrugged it off in front of them but secretly made sure never to harm a turtle in his life.
Kind Sir who might buy my house: "Where are you going to go when it sells?"
Every time I think of this guy running with his arms flailing around wildly, it makes me smile. He'd be screaming, "wuah wal waaah whaa wal wahh waaaa!" Kinda like a turkey sound.
The earlier the better. 
It calls me, despite the fact that I don't want it to. I have no big desire to leave everything behind but I suppose I'll do what I have to, to get the job done.
