Sticks and Stones May Break My Bones

Well, the last 2 1/2 weeks have been lovely (NOT!), but in the end, I'm rid of this troublesome little bugger.

Inktober Day 8 ROCK

Any Led Zeppelin fans out there?  Then I think you'll get all the subtle, and not so subtle clues.

Day 24 Dreaded Weekend Delay Due to Paper Cutter Gone Wild

During college, I worked at a Kinko's Copy Shop.  Ah, yes, Kinko's!  I actually had a lot of fun at that job.  I usually worked the late shift, sleeping until 11, going in at 1 p.m. and getting off in 10 p.m.  A friend at the time worked on a school newspaper, and when she would get off, we would drive 2 hours for a piece of pie or to see a band.  Sometimes we'd get home at 6 a.m., but it was all worth it, driving through that midnight air and darkness with the radio blasting!

I digress!  Anyway, the Kinko's gig was good at the time, but that paper cutter always freaked me out! I always thought I would accidentally stop thinking about what I was doing, and then suddenly cut off all of my fingers.  Luckily that never happened, but to this day, those machines seem to be the penultimate of a potential--unintentional--bloodbath!  Not sure what got me thinking on that train of thought, but here you go.

Day 8 - Happy National Pretzel Day

Happy National Pretzel Day

I'm very proud of this pretzel man!

Winter Kisses

Winter kisses are sometimes cold even when they're warm.

"The tips of your ears are cold."

"Probably."

Oh, That's Just My Goiter

"Oh, that's just my goiter.  Pay it no mind."

I was off work for a glorious week, and it was so lovely out.  I had all sorts of cleaning and organizational plans, but the fall weather was so heavenly.  I mainly sat outside reveling in the warm sunshine, rustling trees, chirping birds and squirrels, and pure blue skies.  I read, I thought, and I gazed up into the sky.

At one point, I looked up and saw a face floating by in the clouds above.  I grabbed my journal (always by my side) and did a quick contour drawing.  (Ya' know, when you just look at the object and not at your paper?)  When I looked down, I didn't have quite the image I had seen above, but rather this fellow.  He looked like he had a goiter.  Hilarious!  And that's how this drawing came to be.  The end.