April 7: Can I borrow a pencil?

 

Well?  Can I?

March 11: Important Meeting/The End (Of You)

I know!  I’m a day behind.  I had very important things to attend to, like crafting this psychodrama:

February 1: Snacktime!

Oh, she just can’t decide… hopefully the noxious radioactive glow won’t kill her in the meantime.

(that’s a vending machine, btw)

January 28: Snore.

Whooo-ee!  Here’s a stinker.

I know, groan.

January 24: Mwaaahahaahha!

I listened to this awesome radio show this morning about Nikola Tesla, who was basically the original mad scientist.  He fought with Edison, had a lair, caused a minor earthquake in NYC, and….wait for it….cured Mark Twain’s constipation (which lead them to become bff’s for a period of time, spending endless giddy evenings x-raying each other’s skulls). My day should have been spent drawing lovingly detailed pictures of Tesla hurling self-generated fireballs while Mark Twain looked on in admiring glee, but was so busy at work that this is all I have to show: