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Because my co-worker and fellow Pennsylvanian friend had been nagging, er, asking for this request for some time. Avocados have the funniest faces.
#lunchdoodle quickie. Dragon drinking a milkshake. Btw, the Pentel Pocket Pen is pretty much the best pen that's ever happened to me.
Meat vs. Booze is an idea I've had for some time now. I posed an informal survey a couple years ago and lately have been thinking it could be fun to have an actual survey and then use the data to improve my infographic design skills. Maybe make some fun charts and graphs and illustrations. Because the only thing more fun than eating and drinking meat and alcohol is drawing the two. Well, I'm sure there are other fun things, but for the sake of this project we'll pretend.
If you would be so kind as to fill out this fun little anonymous survey, I'd be SUPER appreciative!
And the best thing, the very best thing of all, is there's time now... there's all the time I need and all the time I want. Time, time, time. There's time enough at last.
Getting ready for National Readathon Day!
It's a cold day for a lunchdoodle.
Tomorrow is October!! Holy shit. Part of me is beyond excited and part of me is freaking out because wasn't it just the beginning of August? Wasn't I fresh off my sabbatical and full of ideas and projects and fun things? I was. And then came planning an AIGA conference, and busy stuff at work, and more AIGA stuff, and freelance projects, and social things, and now. Now it's almost October.
But October is MY MONTH. It's the best month. My birthday month. And while the ideas and plans I had lay dormant, they're not dead. There's some shuffle and life left in them yet. It's time to open the windows, let in the fall air, and spend some me-time on me-projects in my month. This means more lunchdoodles (maybe not daily just yet), and some animations, and some lil' comics, and doodles, and holiday cards. More of all the best things, the Halloween themed things, the creepy things, the cute things.
I ain't afraid of no ghosts.
My CSA peaches this year have been some of the sweetest, juiciest, most delicious I've ever had. Every week I'm so delighted to see them in my box, but every one I eat makes me a little bit sad knowing that this joy won't last much longer. And don't even get me started on the tomatoes. For once, I'll be sad to see summer go.
Poor Pete. He never stood a chance.
Lately most of my lunchdoodles have been little comic thumbnails. I haven't posted them because I feel like my lunchdoodles should be more finished, or at least involve ink. Which is silly. Somehow along the way I raised my lunchdoodle standards. So I tuck my thumbnails away figuring I'll ink or flesh them out later, and THEN post them. Instead these thumbnail friends stay deep in the confines of my Moleskine. Much like an antisocial youth living out their life in their parents' basement, the light of day may be seen eventually, but it's a slim chance.
SO I'm going to start posting thumbnails too. Which might actually act as a catalyst to ink some of them up.
Anyway. Got me a watermelon in my CSA box this week! I opened it up AND IT'S YELLOW ON THE INSIDE. My mind and tastebuds have been blown.
Today's lunchdoodle is a bit of a sad one. My family dog, Bruce, AKA Poods, had to be put down today. He lived 15 years, double the average age for a dog his size. And his life was quite a great one as far as dog lives go. He had many years free to roam around woods and fields, special spaghetti and hamburger dinners, his own entourage of cats that doted upon and cuddled him regularly, and plenty of love and hugs from my teenage friends, then my little sisters' teenage friends, college friends, and from everyone in our family. Which is probably why he made it so long.
But losing a pet, even an old one, is never easy. I'm happy that Poods will be up in whatever heaven pets go to (which is probably way more awesome than the people version) with his buddy, the late Gomez the Cat. He's in a better place for sure, but if you could send happy thoughts to my mom, they'd be much appreciated.
It's been awhile since I've lunchdoodled. I'm out of practice and feeling rusty.
Has it really been a month since my last Lunchdoodle? Sad. So much has been going on though! Crap tons of AIGA stuff, getting ready to head to PA on Friday FOR A WHOLE WEEK, some illustrations I worked on went live this month which I'll be posting at some point, been meeting new people and working on the 'ol social skills (definitely liking some new people more than others), gave up on the Online Dating train(wreck), got to hang out with the awesomest of all 7 month old nephews in SC a couple weeks ago, working on side illos (to be posted), joined a CSA, started running with Lauren again, been cooking and reading and living and loving life. Oh yeah, and I don't have cancer. That was kind of a big deal.
In day to day news:
• In celebration of joining a CSA I bought a juicer. I'm a little obsessed.
• My life is so full of fruits and vegetables right now. It's fantastic. But I still managed to grow a zit on the corner of my mouth. WTF body. Thirty is not equal to 16. Not by a long shot.
• Ran a mile and a half this morning (which isn't near as far as I was running a few months ago, but hey, it's more running than I can do from my bed).
• Saw TWO dead armadillos on the side of the road this morning. In the same block as the one I saw a couple weeks ago. I find this both fascinating and creepy.
• Just realized today that the movie Freaks is free to watch on Amazon Prime. You now know what my evening plans entail.
• My cats didn't throw up this morning! Yay!
It's the little things. Always love the little things.
Feeling a bit like a lemon today. Trying to put on my rose colored glasses and make lemonade, but it all just tastes like powdered Country Time. Wednesday is a big day and it's looming over me like a dark cloud. And knowing that it's going to muck up the last half of the week just makes me antsier. It's only Monday and I want this week out of my life.
Also, <rant> online dating. </rant>
But in an effort to rose-tint my day: It's beautiful outside. Crazy gorgeous. I walked to the new Subway (I've got a VIP card. NBD. Be jealous, y'all). My clients are all awesome right now. No one's complaining. My inbox is full of happy. And SPAM. But mostly happy. I have just a hint of sunburn from falling asleep in the grass with a good book yesterday. I have zero plans tonight or tomorrow so I plan on making myself extravagant dinners, taking long walks, drawing the crap out of some drawings. And maybe hop over to Crema later for a half-full (not empty) cup of something iced and caffeinated.
I've been absent on the Lunchdoodle front lately. A lot absent. With a lot of reasons I suppose. Last week, this week, and I'm quite sure next week are leaving me with a motherload of emotions. Not little emotions either. Like a T-Rex is going to burst out of my stomach Alien-style emotions. I've spent an evening or two on my couch crying to my cats only to be smiling and laughing the next. I've run the gamut from Misery and Exhaustion (a lingering sinus infection that will. not. leave.), Fear (multiple trips to Vandy for expensive imaging, and another scary appt next week), Sadness (the death of my cousins' grandmother and the Boston marathon bombings), Delight and Giddiness (an upcoming date and the conversations that have surrounded it). It's been a bit of a whirlwind. Butterflies can't even begin to illustrate.
On top of all these feelings, I've got a calendar that is and has been packed with a TEDx conference, birthday dinner, a grill out with friends, happy hours, a concert tonight, AIGA meetings, and day to day work. Life is full right now. In all the best and worst ways. :)
And I'll be honest.. an Olympics (or two) have maybe gone by since I've been on a date with anyone. I might be more nervous and scared (but certainly more excited about) it than I am for next week's appointment. Seems Scary can come in good AND bad packaging.
And if you've got a happy-thought or wish-for-luck to throw my way on both counts, I'd be most appreciative.
I'm taking myself out tonight to see Jurassic Park.. in 3D.. on IMAX. You have no idea my level of excitement for this. It's palpable. I will have popcorn for dinner. I will enjoy 3D glasses. And jump out of my seat at all the moments. That T-Rex is gonna be HUGE. GAH I can't wait. This is better than all the holidays rolled into one.
Inviting dinosaurs to an Easter egg hunt seemed like a good idea at the time...
In celebration of Easter and in antsy anticipation of the extra guilt I'll be feeling for leaving the church this past year, I felt it would be nice to do some spiritual research. While I've officially renounced my beliefs in the J-man (that's *my* personal belief, and I'm not even beginning to think or assume that I'm right), I DO like the idea and believe that there is something out there larger than myself. Whatever name He/She/It goes by, I feel that there's a bigger energy at play. So I signed out a couple books from the library and am TRULY enjoying this book: God on Your Own : Finding A Spiritual Path Outside Religion.
The current chapter I'm on is delving into the history and concept of God as King and King as God in various religions throughout the ages. The problem is, I can't seem to read those lines without thinking "Dog as King" or "King as Dog." And let's be honest, dogs would make better deities than some I've read about, and a better kings too.
SO a Dog King I drew. Complete with biscuit minions, a frisbee follower and a disgruntled cat. Because even with a dog for king, there's no sense in hoping for or expecting a totally peaceful nation. Meow.
Sort of based on a phrase from last night's french lesson. Learning colors and clothing. Won't even go into full detail of the the rabbit trail that led to this. Consists of a college memory involving a homemade yellow banana lamp, barrels of monkeys, Rhonda Wall's 3D fine arts class, and me being too naive to know what the word phallic meant. And not realizing the definition for another 3 years. I'm still embarrassed about it.
So barrels of monkeys, yellow banana lamp, yellow skirt, Duolingo french lesson, today's lunchdoodle.
What a tangled web my mind weaves.
I'm really not sure where this idea came from. ::Shrugs:: Vegetables at a slumber party playing "light as a feather," eating junk food, creepin each other out. I dunno. I can't explain what goes on in my brain sometimes.
It's Friday! I can't focus on anything at all for no reason at all. It's gross outside and is going to be gross this whole weekend. Rainy, chilly and gloomy. I'm dog sitting for a friend which means I'll get to enjoy some QT with a large dog, but also means I'll be driving all over creation back and forth from my apt. to his. I'm equal parts excited and exhausted thinking about it. But hey, it IS the weekend, chores aside. And gosh darn it, I'm going to enjoy every rainy, dog-filled moment of it.