Pumpkin Nite

Costumes. Candy bars. Doorbells. The whole schmear.

29 on the 29th

Yesterday was the birthday of my daughter, Wednesday. Dug up this old doodle of what I thought she looked like 27 years or so ago. She does have more hair now. And teeth. And, taking a second look at this cartoon, fingers, I guess.

Pretty Girl

I don't doodle just funny looking men. Really. Sometimes I scrawl pudgy cheeked women. Don't know if that's her hair or a hat. Heck, if you stare at it long enough, it starts to look like some odd little animal nesting on th top of her head. Smoking a pipe. So, mebbe just don't stare.

Thanks For Asking

Well, yes, I do have a little money in the stock market.

My Sore Toe

Still putting up with a bum big toe. Actually my real life foot is much uglier than this doodle. Could have made the drawing more realistic, but I didn't want to go to the trouble of crutches and such to find my purple markers (much bruising, don't you know.) More lame cartoons tomorrow.

Still Limping Along, Trying To Keep Up With Blog

As noted earlier, I had some big toe surgery earlier this week and I am still scrambling to keep up with my responsibilities like the daily doodle. If, in fact, it counts as scrambling if you doin' it on crutches with your foot in cast/boot. Should be on the couch taking it easy watching favorite DVDs like REAR WINDOW, LONG JOHN SILVER and PEG LEG PETE cartoons (my brother-in-law says those all sound like porno to him.) Anyway this is all you get today, something I found on an old telephone pad (over by the old telephone.)

Me On Lortabs

Well. no. not really. But I did have minor surgery on my big toe today (I'm not sure you can have MAJOR surgery on a big toe.) And I am heading to bed now and it's pilltime. Here's to an uninterrupted night's sleep, courtesy of modern pharmaceuticals.

Speaking of Noses

So, I'm sitting here doodling this little guy when I realize the true measure of a good cartoonist is the size of the noses he can draw. So I draw the guy over. And over. And, yet, over.

Nostril. Big Honkin' Nostril.

Nobody nose...

Started Out As A Crocodile But I Dunno...

The reptile part of my brain is responsible for the reptile part of the drawing.

Big Hillbilly Country Boy

Some high steppin', clod hoppin', heavy stompin' local yokel action. Full time pumpkin roller.

Monster Who Smells Good

Smells good. 'Cause he has two noses, see? It's, like, a joke. Has certain joke like properties. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha, oh crap, it's five o'clock on a Wednesday night. Whaduyu expect?

Anty Matter

Bug lookin' for all the other bugs. And a picnic.

I Said Decaffinated!