43 Ways to Die, 9 of Which Involve Exploding Birds
Today finds me a bit at loose ends creatively. It also finds me with an insatiable, unholy lust for cupcakes, but we will not speak of that. Fortunately, this problem is one of too many options rather than not enough.
I have the opportunity to do more "professional" writing for two highly regarded, and very public sites. This writing will allow me to make jokes (not about penises, though), and will force me to write something interesting and funny every day. I'd done it for about a year before the whole divorce fiasco, and am only now getting back to the point where I'm ready to start it back up again.
I've also been toying with the idea of picking up my pens and drawing again, and using this space as an artistic outlet for my long defunct "Luke the Slug" cartoon. This was a panel-based strip and revolves around the hilarious concept of a practically immobile mollusk cracking wise about silly things. Also, I tend to put him in a lot of disguises for some reason. Luke! Master of Three Disguises!
I could also just continue to fill this thing up with odd musings and strange things that I encounter, as it seems to amuse all three of you out there. I will continue to ponder.
p.s.: i'm not always navel-gazing, by the way. i sometimes contemplate deeper things, like how crazy can someone be about spoons, and why does God hate figs?
I have the opportunity to do more "professional" writing for two highly regarded, and very public sites. This writing will allow me to make jokes (not about penises, though), and will force me to write something interesting and funny every day. I'd done it for about a year before the whole divorce fiasco, and am only now getting back to the point where I'm ready to start it back up again.
I've also been toying with the idea of picking up my pens and drawing again, and using this space as an artistic outlet for my long defunct "Luke the Slug" cartoon. This was a panel-based strip and revolves around the hilarious concept of a practically immobile mollusk cracking wise about silly things. Also, I tend to put him in a lot of disguises for some reason. Luke! Master of Three Disguises!
I could also just continue to fill this thing up with odd musings and strange things that I encounter, as it seems to amuse all three of you out there. I will continue to ponder.
p.s.: i'm not always navel-gazing, by the way. i sometimes contemplate deeper things, like how crazy can someone be about spoons, and why does God hate figs?
coughed this up at 4:46 PM
3 El Commentos:
Jeebus... I've been wondering when you were gonna finally get around to resurrecting Luke.
DO ET! DO ET NOOW!!
Yeah, a wise cracking slug sounds super!
say, that gives me an idea...zombie slug?
oh, the possibilities!
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