Tuesday night doodle…
Monday night doodle…
I was listening to a podcast that mentioned the word, “renaissance.” That got me thinking about the idea of the “renaissance man.” Then I started playing around with that phrase and attaching it to Mr. da Vinci.
The mind is a strange organ.
I’m no great thinker. But I do my fair share of staring off in the distance and pondering. Maybe the resulting smoke would form a fetching head cover something like this.
I’ve reached the stage of life that requires eyebrow maintenance. My barber volunteers to trim them when I get a haircut but I’ve found she cuts them so short that I now politely refuse her offer. She pretends to be offended, and I think perhaps she is a bit. Who am I to claim more knowledge of how the eyebrow should be trimmed? But I hold my ground and then go home and do a slightly less lousy job of it myself.
Twitter sh**ter. All over our democracy.
Mrs Jankowski was an occasional backup singer for the B52’s. Back in the day.
Peaceful people are precious.
This is Obama’s fault, right? Or Kavanaugh’s?
Old doodle I found while cleaning…