Linking Etiquette

It occurred to me that there might be some sort of etiquette or protocol for linking to someone else's blog. I mean, what if Tweedlebop doesn't want to be associated with a guy who draws naked men commenting on each other's units?

Maybe Alina Chau will be so angry that I didn't ask permission that she'll threaten my life with a switchblade knife??

Yumnoodle may come after my family! Who knows what can come of this world of relative anonymity!?! Some of you are likely real nutjobs; worse than ME, even!

This could get serious!

Illustration Friday - "Monster"

A friend of mine once told me how her sister buried her beloved stuffed bear, "Fudge", in the backyard of their childhood home and never went back for it. The story inspired this doodle which I did for a larf.

Update 03.27.06:
Thanks for all the comments, folks! I am really getting into this blog and all the back and forth is inspiring me to get busy and stay busy drawing.

Y'know, Fudge sounds a bit like Gir (Invader Zim, anyone?) in my head...

Don Martin rules

I have to admit that after I finished this doodle, I realized that I had Don Martin on the brain. I just love the fact that everyone in his universe, even pets, have the same toes.

Toes. Funny word.

Illustration Friday - "Feet" (am I too late!?!?!?)

yeah...I think I was. But here it is anyway: my first entry! I shall be on time this week...I SHALL!

Doodling at work today

Yeah, that's right: stickin' it to the man and doodling on his time! [RAISED POWER FIST!]

Well, anyway, I have finally had a few visitors and I had better update now and again if I wants you all to come back!

Current ambition: put up some really worthy work and get strokes from my peeps.

Oscar night!

The Oscars are stupid, but it's a good time to get together with friends and eat food and have a Cleavage Pool. Everyone has their own reasons for watching: red carpet fashion, making fun of celebs sporting weird hair-dos for some mid-shoot film project, Jack Nicholson mugging like something that fell out of a nest of cuckoos, and some even want to see who wins. Me, I am the demographic that is moved by the host of the show. I tuned in for Letterman and now will have my pale globular buttcheeks planted and ready to see what diminutive hero Jon Stewart will do with his chance at Oscar lampoonery. Just please, God, make sure Debbie Allen still has NO involvement with this show and I will be forever grateful.

Anyway, I chose to answer my invitation to an Oscar party with a doodle: