Showing posts with label Oliver. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Oliver. Show all posts

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

gratuitious man boob-age

So, Halloween is just around the corner (not really, but shut up) and I'm going to dress my cat, Oliver, and myself, as Ewoks. So I did this little piece to just give you a small taste of my vision. BEHOLD!



Also, More to Love is starting to wrap up, and let me just say, I'm glad Anna is gone. Basically because I cannot stop making fun of her face. And when she says OH MY GOD, she sounds like what I imagine a harpy would. The rest of the girls are equal parts boring and pathetic, so I don't really care who wins. That's Tali below, sharing the frame with Luke and his super boobs.




Also, so this post isn't a total waste, here's some new owls, and a tiki named Big Tom, which is up in the store.



Tuesday, March 10, 2009

liberty falls

First off, I love my cat. He's the first pet I've ever owned myself, and he's snuggly and cute, despite being a cat. He's front-declawed, but that doesn't stop him from scratching everything (What drives him to do this? Phantom toenail pain? Who knows?) He particularly likes to claw at these old record crates I have set up as a wacky bookshelf-type-thinger. I keep a lot of collectibles on it. Mostly from trips I've taken.


This is the Statue of Liberty mini statuette I got when I was in New York City. I was 17. It was a school trip. I hated it. I hate the city. I think it's dirty and everyone there is totally rude. You know the way some people hate LA? I hate NYC, like that.

But anyway, this was on that bookshelf. And I'm eating my cereal, om nom nom nom, and I hear a weird crack-crunch combo sound. I find the headless Liberty on the ground. I see my cat running away to hide in his cathouse.

I cannot find the head.

5 minutes later, when I've given up (it's just a head, afterall) and sit down to finish my breakfast, I find the head. With my foot.

And that's your {WTF Tuesday} story for the day. Now I need to go ice my foot before work.

Saturday, September 20, 2008

my cat is really big


I wasn't exaggerating when I said my cat is fucking huge. He's the size of a small toddler.

In other news, I've been sewing some dinosaurs and widgets. (I will post them soon, as I am lazy with the photo-taking part of the process because it's impossible to get enough light indoors to take decent shots.) I might also haunt a Catholic Church's carnival tomorrow if it's still running (might not be, Sunday being a day-of-rest and all.) I want to take pictures in the early evening when the light is awesome.