Saturday, December 23, 2006

...cards.


Dont get too sober !


& give fish



Two of my christmas cards this year,
I have to control myself & not upset anyone
So the cards have to stay sickly sweet.

[ Well , for selected people anyway,... some of my friends got the second polar bear cartoon below :o) ]

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

...bipolar debates & christmas carols



Bipolar debate



Singing for supper.





As with Douglas Adams' book 'Last chance to see'
I'll highlight Polar bears as an endangered species & then make jokes about them.

Well they say global warming shall soon deprive the polar bear of its habitat.
Well that s not strictly true. The habitat will still be around,..... just a little more fluid & widespread.

I would suggest a pair of water wings & a training programme for each bear interested .


Monday, December 18, 2006

...clean sweep


Ok , so sometimes I get asked to do things specifically for people, & always instantly think "oh no, do I have too ! "
Especially of late when I have not really felt much like drawing.
Anyway, in the end I don't mind.
This is the result of one such request.
They will have to put up with me twisting it to my liking.

Sunday, December 17, 2006

...free bear.

Saterday night I had a free bar & dinner to attend.
Im told I should abuse this.
Hmm. I rarely drink.

My local dialect pronounces 'beer' as 'bear'.
So the above cartoon could happen.

Monday, December 11, 2006

...Moby Duck.


The lesser known vouyages of the Pequod (abridged).

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

...gone retro.




I guess this is what I should expect if I spend all day listening to Hendrix.

Tuesday, December 05, 2006

Monday, December 04, 2006

...path to ?

When asked...
..."through meditation of course" ,Sidhartha had replied.


...probably an old joke
I don't know.
No enlightenment here.

Friday, December 01, 2006

...rat birds


Not many things in the world irritate me,
but pigeons tapdancing on my roof in the morning, wood pigeons cooing outside my window all day, pigeons pooing on my car. Pigeons, pigeons pigeons.
(Columbidea ?, columbi-die !)
Grrrrr.