Move it, move it
Have you ever looked at a ring tailed lemur? I mean really fucking looked at it? Go to google, type in “Ring tailed lemur”, click on the image section. Look at how human they look, it’s downright creepy. The proportions of the limbs, the way the fur shapes to look like human musculature, the poses they strike when leaning back. You know how hard it is to draw one without it looking like portraits from a furry convention?
So…
…it’s THAT time of year again.
Cosmolol
“Carl Sagan, why do bad things happen to good people?”
“Cuz thermodynamics bitches.”
No Mole,
You do not need glasses.
(I never realized mole noses looked so much like nipples. Yeah.)
One Boulevard and internet happens…
Pork pie
Keaton owns Chaplin. You know it’s true.
What…
…the hell?
Michael Gough
The academy pissed off quite a few people, as usual, by leaving out some people from the yearly deceased montage.at the Oscars. Corey Haim, Peter Fucking Falk, and Michael Gough. (Went with a younger picture of him since, amazingly, he looked a lot like the older Scottish fellow I did in his later years)
Ouch
I’m thinking eyes on your rear are the one form of trampy stampy guys wouldn’t find sexy.
crikkety crack
Being a dude person there are a lot of things about the female body I find mysterious. But none more so then the ones who can bend their elbows backwards. That’s some aliens-like shit there.
corp por neigh
“Hay, thou hath met thy nemesis, thy doom, and his name is Smith!”
Coke & Cheese
All artists should really exercise more, if not just so you can always have a musculature reference handy.
Andachtsbilder
I actually walked out of Church this weekend. I mostly go for family anyway but had to after a sermon relating to the popular topic of the day, in this case mandated birth control. Father, with sincerity in his voice for once, actually used words like society descending into “chaos” (same thing they said about abortion), that they shouldn’t have to sully their “conscience for other people’s irresponsibility” (because safe sex is irresponsible) and even threw in a bit of scripture in the form of Mark 2, where the well-meaning Pharisees prevent Jesus from healing someone “genuinely in need”.
There are 3 things about that last one. 1, depending on your version it’s just “the people” who block the man in need, not the Pharisees. 2. The Pharisees were the guys who pretty much threw Jesus under bus, so it’s always fun to be compared to them, and 3. I couldn’t help but notice that mass at the Cathedral has been in the school gym for the last few months because the church is going through a multi-million dollar renovation so that we can have wood floors and marble decorations underneath the copper and gold dome and bronze doors it already has. How many “genuinely” needy didn’t get help for those things babe?
I still haven’t acclimated to the changes in liturgy to restore things like “Through my fault, through my fault, through my most grievous fault” (where you can strike your chest 3 times if you wish), but every time it comes up I realize that enforcement through guilt is still alive and well in the church. You’d think a man would be able to get out of that cheap iconoclasm phase in college, but then they pull you right back in.
1911
Sad sad gun in that last one. Practice that more as well.
Select, ctrl-move
Girls with guns occupy 54% of my daily ponderings. Old men in scottish hats occupy about 41%. So you’d think this would have come out better then the last one… Oh well.
(British chicks pinky hold, true story)














