Monday, November 13, 2006


At first I thought there was a muskrat or a piglet in the bed and that I was lying on it; but then I realized it was my right hand. I turned on the light and watched it scrabble and crawl as if it wanted to get away.


Blogger cloun9 said...

YOU are not kidding.....always a pleasure.

3:01 PM  
Blogger Cie Cheesemeister said...

This is too cool.

11:12 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

brilliant line-work

1:05 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Cartography always leads me back where the phone rings. In the night, gaseous emissions cause billowing. With a boxer, all things are possible.

6:03 AM  
Blogger Jed Alexander said...

you know, whenever I look at this stuff I wonder how you get the lines so thick and so close without them blobbing up on you and turning into puddles, and that's when I come to the conclusion that yes, you really only walk among us.

10:27 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I don't blame your right hand,
after the workout you gave it doing that
fantastic drawing.
The poor thing must be at wits end.
Give it a nice bath in warm mustard.

4:51 PM  
Blogger Aeron said...

Now after it turns the handle, the frog will start vomiting up a never ending stream of liquid.

5:21 PM  

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