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Adam Bomb
05.13.23

After reading over my last post about trashazon, I realized that it would be a pity to share that story and not include the email that Adam blasted through their little rinky-dink pile of bricks one evening. I guess I didn't bring it up in the original post because I had other points on my mind that I wanted to make. This way, though, that one email gets its own solo.

I drew up a little comic to accompany the blog post and enjoyed the process immensely. The amazon logo in the first and third panels are copied from an image search. I also downloaded Adam's ATR logo to use in the exclamation point. The rest is my work, and Adam gave a few artistic critiques that I employed. My favorite part to draw was the third panel.

Shots Fired
05.22.21

Today, however, for the first time, I heard shots from the east-southeast where I recently saw a couple cars setup for camping. The main  road in and out of the area is in that direction, so I find it unlikely that anyone would choose that area to go shooting, given the likelihood of hitting someone. Immediately after the shots from the east-southeast, they began coming from the east and sounded very nearby. Then I started hearing ricocheting bullets flying directly over the tent.

...the whizzing bullets continued for about 30-40 minutes. I heard a few smacking through the trees overhead before hearing them land about 50-60 feet behind me.

The Greatest Aunt That Ever Was
09.01.24

I feel like Uncle Buck and the whole lot of them are Tia and Tia's mother...except we haven't yet reached the end of the film yet.

"...I know a good kid when I see one because they're all good kids--until dried-out brain dead scags like you drag them down and convince them they're no good. You so much as scowl at my niece or any other kid in this school and I hear about it 'n I'm comin' lookin' for you."

--Buck Russell (Uncle Buck)

Celebrate After The After Party!
07.26.24

Long ago, I used to turn my nose up at any and all of the novelty yarns, "Those aren't 'real' yarns," I'd think, "I don't need those." One day, my sister-in-law's sister surprised my with a lovely box crammed full of her destash. Among it was a deep royal blue eyelash yarn. It sat in a bag in my stash for awhile until one day, I decided to make a stash-busting pillow and incorporated that eyelash yarn to lovely result. My anti-novelty yarn ice had cracked.
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