So, here it is, more than a year since my last journal update, and longer than that since I drew anything worth keeping. Wow. Time not only flies, it has warp drive. There's only one thing to do: digress into pointless wierd humor. And what better than pointless wierd humor that's based on real life?

I have pet mice; presently two cuties named Buffy (creamsicle colored) & Zoe (grey and white). Their favorite treat every day is baby goldfish crackers. When I rattle the container, two little mouse noses stick through the bars with "gimme! gimme! gimme!" expressions. Recently, my girlfriend commented that if I didn't hurry up and give her the cracker, Buffy would send her spleen out through her nose to get it. (This is the kind of thing that pops into her mind). So I replied "You know, some people would pay good money for a trained attack spleen." (This is the kind of thing that pops into MY mind). That's when I broke her. It took at least five minutes before she could breathe enough to say anything else. So of course, anything that makes her laugh that much has to be inflicted upon the innocent. There you go.

Hopefully it won't take me another year to say, write or draw anything else. Until then, I'll be lurking away, looking at the cool pictures.

Good luck surviving the holidays!