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Technically the blog police should arrest me for posting this drawing on here. I’m sorry- What was that? “No such thing as the blog police,” you say? (Long, knowing chuckle) Oh, trust me. There’s a blog police. On the bloody, bloggy streets of BlogTown we call ’em ‘BLOG NARCS.’ Or occasionally just BLARCS. Drawn from a […]

Binders Full Of Women! (The Mother I Secretly Wanted, 60609)

Posted on September 1, 2014 Leave a Comment

Drawing was my coping mechanism for feeling so socially awkward & shy. Later I discovered performing as a different KIND of coping mechanism. But drawing came first. I drew & drew & drew.
To borrow a phrase from my pal Mitt Romney, I drew “BINDERS FULL OF WOMEN!”

Cinemax’s “The Knick” In SubConscious Syndication: (& Clive Owen Is Always Welcome In My Bed-R.E.M.)

Posted on August 26, 2014 Leave a Comment

Holy instant syndication! I’d just watched this scene from The Knick on Cinemax right before bed. And here it was again! In my dream! (Luckily, it’s an amazing show).
And Clive Owen is always welcome in my bed-REM.

I Pushed Too Hard On My Eyeball & 5 Dreams Popped Out

Posted on August 11, 2014 Leave a Comment

I was just trying to wash off some “walk of shame” mascara that should’ve been removed the night before and I guess I must’ve rubbed scrubbed a little too hard. (Who, me? Yeah. Me.) I’m a penitent scrubber. When I scrub my body clean I’m downright Catholic about it (and I’m not a practicing Catholic). […]