My son is playing his first year of basketball on our church league. Their team name is the Gators, so I whipped up a quick mascot drawing for them.
I chose to do the animal gator, because I figured it was safe to assume that my church wasn’t referring to the 1970s Burt Reynolds movie Gator when they named my son’s team. Then again, you never know……naming them after the movie would explain why they included a fake mustache and sideburns as part of the required uniform.
Once again, my doodle gland was stimulated by pizza. This time around, it was enhanced by a day of playing a new Godzilla video game with my son. Fortunately, the pizza was NOT monstrous, but actually quite tasty.
I’m in the middle of giving my three-year-old her bath, talking about how close it is to Christmas Eve. She, of course, is getting VERY excited. They made “reindeer food” at her preschool, and she asked me if we could go sprinkle it in the yard after she gets out of the bath.
“No, sweetheart,” I say to her, “if we put it out now, it’ll get eaten by other animals.”
“Like what?” she asks.
“Well, like squirrels and birds.”
“And bathtubs?”
“Bathtubs? You think the bathtub is going to eat the reindeer food?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Do bathtubs eat anything else besides reindeer food?” I ask, my curiosity piqued.
“No”, she answers, a look of complete seriousness on her face.” But they eat LOTS of it!”
I’m doodling a page full of people smiling, and it occurs to me that each person, although smiling, is conveying a different emotion. So, for the life of me, I don’t know if I was feeling giddy, sneaky, or nervous when I doodled this one. Maybe I was feeling nervously giddy over something sneaky I had done.
Dug out my old portfolio the other day, and-lo and behold- there were some freakish doodles in there. Imagine that! Hey, I’m just as shocked as you.
Anyway, I may post a few more of the tastier brain nuggets in the near future. I think they will serve to show that I’ve been caught in this doodle whirlpool for quite sometime.
That, and the therapy just ain’t working…..
A good Sanford Uni-ball Onyx Fine-Point pen gave its life for this doodle. Let us all pause for a moment of silent reflection……
Meetings. They can either bore you to tears or inspire rampant doodling….’cause they sure as heck don’t serve any real business purpose!
This doodle is going where none of my doodles from this blog have gone before!
I just opened up a store at CafePress, and this emotionally disturbed little guy gets the dubious honor of being the first image offered up.
I fully expect to make $1.5 billion in the first six weeks. I’ll probably take an early retirement after that. Then I’ll finally get to live my dream of driving around the country with my wife and kids in a beat up ’73 Winnebago RV, performing at state fairs as a family quartet specializing in bluegrass and thrash metal.
Check it out, and be part of the dream!
Because I, for one, think it is HIGH TIME that Viking helmets made their own fashion comeback! Who’s with me? Show of hands….
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