Goodbye Sweet Andorian

Above are a bunch of sketches from a recent project. Shown are four different ways of interrupting a story about a kid and his yellow balloon. Some are better than others I think. Feel free to let me know which one you like (without knowing anything about the tone of the story...which I guess makes it a bit difficult).

I dragged my wife back to the theater last weekend to see the new "X-Files" flick. Overall I can't honestly call it a "bad" movie, because it was pretty decent for the most part. My only issue with it is that it came across like little more than any random episode I could have seen on television. Everything from the look, to the story just seemed a bit "ho-hum" for my taste.

Work on my children's novel, which I have finally decided is going to be called "Forts" is coming along nicely. My wife loves it so much that she insists I attempt to write at least two chapters a day because she wants to know what happens. Though I think her blind admiration of is a bit tainted by the fact that she's my wife, her level of excitement is actually helping me to maintain mine...which means I might actually FINISH this one!

Lastly a recently purchased Andorian Star Trek figure I bought in Vegas broke on me over the weekend. I was trying to pose him in positions he simply wasn't made to be posed in and paid the highest price possible for it.

I've started absent-mindedly chewing on his severed arm, which has helped me deal with loss somewhat.

Steve!

Some Monday Morning Dutch Soccer

Another Monday morning has arrived!

Actually, I guess I shouldn't have finished that sentence with an exclamation point. Maybe it should have read more like this:

Another Monday morning has arrived...ug.

Yep, that feels much more appropriate.

The above sketch features a few caricatures of Dutch soccer players. Do I know anything about Dutch soccer? No. Do I even know anything about the sport of soccer in general? Not really, no. We do what we can to get paid though.

I dragged my wife to the very first showing of "The Dark Knight" on Friday morning last week. It was at 9:00 in the morning, and I wanted to get there early so she had to get up and out of bed around 7:00 to go and see a movie she had no interest in seeing.

The woman really does love me.

She actually ended up liking it though, as did I, and my inner nerdiness was fulfilled for the day, so I suppose all is well that ends well.

Until this Friday that is...when I do the very same thing to her in order to see "The X-Files."

Steve~

A Busy Wednesday

It's going to be a very busy Wednesday for me. I've got a lot of work to do and will most likely spend the vast majority of my day hunched over my drawing table in my dark studio with the blinds drawn. I won't take a shower until well after lunch which will make my hair slimy, and my skin greasy, and my teeth still covered with that pasty morning tooth film for most of the day.

That's right...I'm a bridge troll.

I'd tell you to "ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS THREE" before you continue reading, but I'm much to busy to come up with three questions, so instead I'll just wave you through.

The above sketch is yet another rough from the very same recent project the last rough was produced for.

Steve

Monday the "Bun" Day

Nearly every monday for the last eight years of my marriage my wife has said to me, "Steven, it's Monday the bun day!" What teh heck is it supposed to mean?

I don't know.

No idea at all.

No whatsoever.

Not an iota.

Tuesday is the foose day. Wednesday is the bends day. Friday is the buy day (that one she often attempts to use as an excuse to buy shoes). Saturday is the matter day, and Sunday is the lunn day.

Yep, my wife is completely and totally insane.

The sketch above is a little something from a recent project. I did a couple sketches and this was one of the rejected ones.

Steve~