It takes love and dedication for someone to purchase, or make, a wig for a lawn goose.
Adeus, Coisa Selvagem. (That’s Portuguese for “Farewell, Wild Thing.”)
A Right Jolly Old Bro, Bro.
I maintain that these high cacao content chocolate bars are promulgated by some nefarious interest whose intent is to make chocolate into a Bad Idea, maybe by giving it to people who have never had chocolate before and think that this is what chocolate is supposed to be.
Wow, What A Tomato!
Presenting the "harvest" from our "garden" this year: one (1) tomato.
Beautiful Ohio, or “The Mother of Below-Average to Outright Bad & Corrupt Presidents”
The daughter of a friend of a friend, along with some of her classmates, was assigned the task of trying to get postcards from each one of the 50 states. The first group to get to 50 wins pizza. So I made a postcard for her. This was not as altruistic an act as it... Continue Reading →
Inktober, Day 3
Some more sketches for Inktober from my day at Cleveland Metroparks Zoo earlier this week. Of course, I cannot say with certainty that the lion was actually thinking "Life is nice," or even anything remotely akin to a human emotion, but he positively radiated a sense of contentment. The Lady Ross's Turaco lives in the... Continue Reading →
Inktober Day 2
Over the summer, an old friend of mine -- and how I hate the phrase "old friend," but all the euphemisms ("friend of long standing," et al) just make it obvious that you're trying to avoid using the phrase "old friend," which makes it worse somehow -- but at any rate, an old friend I... Continue Reading →
A Greek Poet Walks Into A Tailor Shop…
Classicists find this hilarious. The Writer's Almanac points out that today is the birthday of the Greek poet Euripides. How they know this, I do not know, what with the scarcity of written records from that period, the many adjustments made to our calendars over the centuries, etc. etc. Nonetheless, I took it as a... Continue Reading →
Traditional Anniversary Gifts
Mr. B. & I celebrated our 24th wedding anniversary a couple of weeks ago, in our typically low-key way. We went out for a quiet dinner; but then again, nearly all our dinners are quiet, since we are both quiet people who are content to be with one another in a comfortable silence. (There's a... Continue Reading →
"Humans are allergic to change. They love to say, 'We've always done it this way.' I try to fight that. That's why I have a clock on my wall that runs counter-clockwise."
Kelly Komics 
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