A survival guide for impending doom... or maybe just some silly drawings...
Thursday, June 9, 2011
So THIS is how it begins.
Every time I hear about the end of days, I imagine how unpleasant it might be to be smooched by a camelid, join me in a fantastical journey into what happens when you give me a box of markers and a cruddy webcam.
Just about every day, and absolutely every week, there will be a new picture on here, with me rambling on below it. If you're into that, well, you'll enjoy this little experiment then.
This alpaca needs a name like Maud, or Gertrude, or Harriet. The kind of name that leaves lipstick marks on your cheek for all your friends to laugh at, and a faint whiff of ancient violets in its arthritic passing.
This alpaca needs a name like Maud, or Gertrude, or Harriet. The kind of name that leaves lipstick marks on your cheek for all your friends to laugh at, and a faint whiff of ancient violets in its arthritic passing.
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