I donβt often laugh at my own stuff but this really amuses me.

I donβt often laugh at my own stuff but this really amuses me.

One is good for you, one is not.

Poor Beverly:

Freedom to be oneself is the greatest gift.

Song from The National inspired this one:

Friday fish doodle. Hope your weekend goes swimmingly… π

And another H2o doodle, with a spot of color:

The day after.
The Sorcererβs Stone? Fine. But not Azkaban.

If this were true I might have done better in geometry:

One must be careful what one draws:

βAfter two-thousand years weβre still in infant Christianity.β
Richard Rohr on the Another Name for Every Thing podcast.

Seems to me weβve all got enough of our own. Time to offload?

Creatively stringing words and phrases together is entertaining for me:

Saturday park observation:

A strange cartoon that I like a lox:

Here’s a couple of New Yorker rejects that I never shared:


Potatoes in the Dark! A spudtacular drama…now streaming on Netflix.

Got swept up on Doug’s story the other night:
