Which is better?

Drama a la carte

Some of you may doubt my ability to create a riveting scene. Here's an exclusive clip from the upcoming Singles Second Ward that will make you feel so sorry you ever doubted me.

IF: Juggle

Here's my piece for Illustration Friday. This is what happens when bad boys juggle sharp utensils. Click on the picture and it will go big.




Oh, and please leave a comment about what you think about this one.

A Random Potpurri of Mish-Mash and What-Nots

For this entry I just have a bunch of random thoughts and things that I want to blog about, so here they are:

My eyes are eye-booger making factories. If I don't get at least 8 hours of sleep one night, the whole next day the little tiny factory workers in my tear ducts say "too bad, we gots some eye-boogers to crank out - sleep or no sleep." All day long.

I just added "boogers" to my computer's dictionary so it doesn't have a red underline.

The most awkward thing to do is walk down a set of stairs that slants to the side as you descend.

Loud noises scare me. Let's say I'm sitting there, writing in my blog and all of a sudden a loud, unexpected noise goes off outside my apartment - I might burst into tears from the shock. Really.

My dad used to live in California as a child and him and his friends used to find these certain bees called "H" bees. They didn't sting, so they use to tie strings on them in a way which he described as "putting little diapers on them." Then they would fly them around like tiny bee-kites. I just remember how much I love that story.

When I go out to eat, I usually choose a more healthy choice such as water instead of soda, or a wrap instead of a burger, but when I'm with friends who are physically fit, I usually opt for the more fattening choice. I don't know if I'm trying to fill a role, balance things out, or what. It's weird.

My favorite weather is when it's sunny AND raining. It's so magical to me.

I'm comfortable with describing something as "magical."

Does that last period go outside or inside the parentheses?

For years, my family has had a cat we called "kitty". When I lived at home, I never helped feed or take care of kitty. (Just typing it puts a lump in my throat) Because of it, she never really sits by me and it feels like she avoids me, But just last Sunday, Meghan and I were up there celebrating my brothers birthday, and as I was sitting on the couch, kitty came up and sat on my lap. When I petted her on the head she pushed against my hand and really enjoyed it for quite a while. It was so great! It was almost as if she was saying, "It's ok that that you didn't take care of me back then, you were young and going through your own things - I forgive you." As silly as it sounds, it really choked me up.

This was so fun, I think I'll post a "random mish-mash" entry twice a month.

A t-shirt for my band

Evolver

Here's another piece for Pudding on the Rice. There's nothing like mixing images of nude men and rice pudding. YUM:q

Angelina Bush (G Rated)

Some friends of mine and I are going to sell ourselves as a caricature drawing group for events. To establish some samples, we each chose three well-known personalities. Here are two of mine.

Throat Bubble

My friend Jake Suazo really tried to empty a bubble out of his throat in this exact manner. No exaggeration.