Sorry about all the late posts, kids. Filler has been replaced with actual content! Woot! Please check the archives to see the updated postings!







I am assured the tomes are free of darts and poison arrow frogs.

psst. Click the image to see the animation.







The red cracked flying disk was an insufficient ward.

Later, the Gorilla was found in a heap; the Freedom Eagle having secretly conspired with Jake for ultimate victory.

The acrid smell of gunpowder still hangs in the air.

Also, I cannot draw gorillas or eagles.

I really thought I'd be "white-knuckling" it more than I did. He'll get there. There was no screaming.

Alternatively, someone was moving the targets.

Well how do you like that. I must have needs to inflict a double post upon you today, as Blogger was down when I tried to dump a placeholder on you for yesterday. So here you go. Double-Foamy Goodness:








The motion picture stars Matt Damon as "The Troubadour".






















Stop me if you've heard this one: A Conservative, a Liberal, and a Moderate walk into a pub...

I'll miss the "Hippy Dippy Weatherman" and the guy with "Too much stuff".

Also..."Mongolian Cluster Fuck" is the BEST SWEAR EVER!

Where ever you are, G.C., thank you for the laughs.

"One of these things is not like the other!"

A double post for you today, kids. Sorry about missing Friday. I was a bit under the weather. I'm better now, though.







Sometimes it all gets a little overwhelming. Then your face gets wet.





















I'd like to pretend I'm more like Jack, but the Force of Nature says I have more Morgan in me than I'd care to admit. Yes, you need to see the movie to understand this completely.

Well, his plane was 90 minutes late. So starts my troubadour's adventure in Ohio.

And meanwhile...in other parts of the country...drought.

Gunned down for want of an electronic toy. I got nothin'.

Not even Bruce Willis could have saved this one. Plants keep us from killing ourselves? Really??

I guess I was just spoiled. Should probably use the extra time to write.

Another double post today, kids. Seems I've been working an "every other day" schedule...











So it seems that my lungs could be in a bit better shape. I have the P.O.D.












psst. this one's animated. Click it to see it!









The engineer thought he could engineer a sneaky solution. The Force of Nature saw right through it.

A double post today kids, as yesterday was raiding day. A one-two punch of fun and grief.








There was a buffalo burger truck parked next to it. Does anyone else not get the message here? I guess I'm glad the banner didn't read: ENEMAS, or perhaps LEECHES.



















The Great Spirit called four young warriors home yesterday -- and made men out of the rest.

I wrote some lines today. They were only shallow cuts.

Yur pepers, pleeeze. I am told that I really don't look like a terrorist. Sort of.

So here's a two-fer. Very belated posts for Saturday and Sunday...







A net and a big gun. Sometimes the demons come back to haunt you at night. Only the pen is enough to shut them down.
























We managed to get the rest on to the covered porch. The patter was accompanied by flashes of light and the distant peals of thunder.

There's still some of that, even after eighteen years.

Compromise assumes that you are not worried about your vulnerability.

When did sweat become such a bad thing? Worked for Tennessee Williams, though.

You know...the next step is bubble cities like in Logan's Run. All climate controlled with the sandmen running the show.

My red gem is now black.

Wait, wait. Stop me if you've heard this one. A woman, a black guy, and a Vietnam vet walk into a bar...

Dr. B. On behalf of those citizens who know what a wonderful job you do, I'd like to apologize for our country being a complete dick. The fucking melting pot is cracked.

















psst. there's animation on this one.





Why does it seem like there are more of these every year? I mean...the house was there one second, and then it was gone!

I have to admit that this is the first time I ever set my breakfast on fire.

There were actual flames. I had to blow my toast out like a birthday candle.

FIRE!