On the way in to church this morning my fiance pointed to something in the parking lot. There it was...
A sad little tomato in the rain
And I felt bad for it, so I drew this picture.....
Somewhere Hayao Miyazaki is cringing.
On the way in to church this morning my fiance pointed to something in the parking lot. There it was...
A sad little tomato in the rain
And I felt bad for it, so I drew this picture.....
Somewhere Hayao Miyazaki is cringing.
I have a friend I haven't seen in years. She's basically a Disney princess, so I made this for her and her young man.
When I was little my sisters and I loved playing with the Little Tykes car and old fashioned gas pump at my great aunt and uncle's house. We would take turns commanding the had pump and car. One time I was peddling the car around to my sister, and she decided to change the price.
I don't remember exactly what happened, but the conversation probably went like this:
"You have to pay five million dollars!"
"Why???!!"
"Um, cuz... I'm the gas station person. That's why!"
"No oooo! I refuse!"
"You can't! You gots to have gas!"
And then I yelled that I had no need for gas and scooted away as fast as my chubby little legs could take me, with Erin in close pursuit.
This band. I'm a big fan of The World Optic. They've only got a few songs right now, but they spying really good.
And I'm engaged to the bass player, which is pretty sort of marvelous.
I dreamed my fiance ordered me a puppy... From Amazon. Because that's where puppies come from? Anyway, when the puppy arrived it turned out to be not a puppy at all, but a tiny goat. We thought it was really cute... Until it had glowing red eyes and chased us thorough a hay field.
Moral of the story, don't get demonic red-eyed goats as pets.
Sometimes there are fire alarms in my dorm. Usually when they go off I react calmly, grab my phone and keys, and leave.
Not this time.
For whatever reason I jumped up, grabbed a cup full of lemons I had in the room, and left. Why? No idea. My subconscious must have been like, "Oh noes, a fire hazard! Save the lemons!"
You know how it is.
One day you're enjoying a nice salad (or at least pretending to), when the carrots turn to the celery and say,
"I'm tired of this."
"But Carrots,"says celery, "You're her favorite vegetable."
"I don't want to be the favorite! I want to be feared!"growls the carrots.
And just like that, the carrots go to the dark side and you have a good allergy.
Celery soon follows, as it always does, and the two put a hit out on you. Then you have to hire Epi-pen bodyguards to follow you the rest of your life.
Life is hard when your vegetables are evil.
When I was a little girl, my next door neighbor was a sweet older Japanese lady who worked at Disney. She taught me to take off my shoes when I entered a home, and every Christmas she brought my family Disney cookies and chocolate.