This is the first and only graphic novel I've ever read and it definitely recommends the genre...beautiful (can gruesome be beautiful?) artwork and I don't think I've ever before had the experience of my eyeballs feeling anxious :)htw
“If you go home with somebody, and they don't have books, don't fuck 'em!” John Waters
This is the first and only graphic novel I've ever read and it definitely recommends the genre...beautiful (can gruesome be beautiful?) artwork and I don't think I've ever before had the experience of my eyeballs feeling anxious :)
I have to say, I'm very proud of the Mars candy people for standing up for what they believe. Candy should not be healthy...that's why it's called candy and I feel guilty when I buy it. After reading this article, I'm buying one on the way home to eat as nature intended...in the car :) The only other place it might taste better would be a darkened movie theater.I should have put something next to it for perspective, but it's on the inside of my forearm right up against the bend of my elbow and is about the size of a 4x6 index card...maybe a little bigger. Definitely bigger than most people figure a librarian should have :) Katie's (then) 3 and 4 year old daughters named him Rainbow Rambin...I have no idea, but it's cute :)
This is my first tattoo and I got it in late 2001, as a gift to myself when I got hired full time at the library!
This was an awkward picture to get because I tried to take it myself, got the timer mixed up and the first time ended up taking a VERY UNEXPECTED nude photo...I'm surprised the camera didn't burst into flames and run screaming from the house! I got the little buggar figured out though, and here we are. My niece named this guy Thadeus when she was just 5 years old and I have no idea where she even heard that name at that age, but Thadeus it is. He's my special guy :)
I'm still in the planning stages for my next one, which will be book/literature related. So much to choose from!
evenin' ya'll!
htw
I woke up pissed and just got more awake and grumpy as the day progressed. Lunch with my mom was a bit of a pick-me-up, but then I got to work and witnessed a dressed-for-church @$$clown steal our New York Times paper! I was too far away to read the license plate and couldn't get my digital camera out in time to go all detective on their @$$ but I would have! In hindsight, I should have shouted at him but all I could think of as the miasma of rage suffused my brain were VERY naughty multi-syllabic words that have probably never been shouted on a public street in Mountain Brook, Alabama....ever....