This is one of the last dozen illustrations I’ve done, and this is dated January of last year. I really should sketch more often, but between the cover work, the crochet, and the cat cuddling, I don’t know when I’d find the time. Plus I’m reading Ayn Rand’s Atlas Shrugged right now, and it will take me 500 years to finish it unless I decide to read the thing without any comprehension. Hey, it worked in school, didn’t it? Share…
Our remote control died today. It was a sudden death—quick, painless, and completely unexpected. Some bodily fluid seeped out, and I irrationally accused H.E. of drowning the poor thing; though on second thought, it was probably just sweat, some by-product of the remote control’s death throes. H.E. tried to contact the E.R., but because mankind discriminates against technology, those who specialize in remote surgery do not work on Sundays, least of all when it is also Father’s Day and regardless…
Tim Russert passed today. H.E. is a really big fan of his and has never failed to watch Meet the Press every week, and I always know it’s Sunday if I hear that show’s theme song playing on TV and see H.E. sitting with the remote and marveling at the guests that Russert managed to get. We missed the first announcement of this bit of news because I had a little bit of heart trouble this morning and had to…
I recently got myself a better flash for my camera, so I was finally able to capture the cat in action without blowing out the background or losing all the texture in her fur. I mentioned once before that she’s not entirely black, but also reddish brown and shockingly white in some places. So here I’ve caught the cat in a totally undignified pose as she’s rolling on the floor rubbing her back on the carpet, begging for a tummy…
I was exploring Amazon.com when I noticed that their bestselling books in the science fiction and fantasy genre is a young adult series involving vampires. Vampires. I remember young adult books. I used to read them when I was, well, a young adult. I don’t seem to remember vampires being involved. Then again, I used to read stuff by Judy Blume, Beverly Cleary, and Ellen Conford. They wrote funny, sweet, or sometimes romantic books that dealt with the subject of…