‘My Cartoons’ Stuff

Your Tom Tom will freeze before you reach the first marker!

In case you hadn’t heard, Tom Tom is adding Star Wars voices to spice things up a bit. http://starwars.tomtom.com/voices/

My backyard has just reached critical mass

So..  I’ve been kinda busy / sick / lazy the last few weeks and the only times I’ve been available to mow the yard, it has been rainy or nasty outside.  My backyard has officially reached critical mass and it is getting scary out there.  It has gotten so bad that I’m starting to worry that there might be colonies of highly organized  migrant animals living out there.  I keep expecting to get ambushed by some hideous creature(s) every time I step out the back door.

And to make things worse, instead of fixing the problem and just mowing it, I drew a picture of what it would be like if a raptor was living out there.

3 Things I would Do If I had a Jetpack

If for some reason I should happen to stumble across a jetpack, or swindle one from a time-traveler in a game a super blackjack (a form of blackjack that will be invented in the year 2640). here are the top 3 things I would do:

1) Challenge Stephen Hawking to the most one sided race ever; a race around the world. He might be the smartest man in the world, but does he have a jetpack? I think not. Jetpacks = 1 : Superbrains = 0

2) Steal a Brutus Buckeye costume, and fly around Ohio Stadium during the half time show of the Ohio State / Michigan game.

3) Poop on Justin Beiber

What happens when I play sports

In case you don’t get the joke, I really suck at basketball.

Church this morning

So Church was good this morning.  Except for when 100 people decided to sit in the same pew as me, and I had to surrender all of my personal space.  And to make things worse I was sitting next to a sleepy 2 year old and his surprisingly inattentive mother.  It didn’t take long before he decided that the middle of the sermon was the perfect time to take a nap, but there was one tiny problem.  There wasn’t enough room, and I was occupying a prime share of bedtime real estate.  Apparently the law of Eminent Domain also applies to toddlers, because he managed to turn himself sideways and proceeded to pummel me with tiny feet until he had enough space to comfortably stretch out and drift off to sleepy-land.    Now I don’t blame the kid at all, because if our roles were reversed I might have done the same thing, but I wish that the mother would have been paying a little more attention and may be kept her kid from repeatedly stomping on me like a narc at a biker rally.

Oh well, I suppose I should just be happy he didn’t deploy one of his other kid defenses (like surprise poop attacks, or sticky slobber bombardments) to get what he wanted.  I have two nieces, and I know what fiendish lengths children will go to get what they want.

Doodles

I decided it would be fun to start posting some of the random doodles I make during the day. Viewer beware,  I draw a lot of random stuff..

for example,

raaar - bone monster

some kind of bone monster

and…

vacuum guy

a vacuum guy with a wheel?

…and finally

GUN FLOWER!

GUN FLOWER!

My new Prius gets 32 happy feet to the gallon

My new Prius gets 32 happy feet to the gallon

Smurfette

And just like that, he left just as myseteriously as he arrived.

And just like that, he left just as myseteriously as he arrived.

Oh Shamwow guy, you’ve done it again

Oh Shamwow guy, you

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