The first book is entitled "Why Don't You Bathe?". It is both a teaching aid and a life lesson geared toward children of all ages. Unfortunately, it is difficult to find an illustrator who matches my talent level, so I have been forced to illustrate the book myself. Though I don't consider comic illustration to be one of my strengths, it turns out that I am more skilled than any of the other available applicants for the position. Well, congratulations to me on completing the first panel.
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Are those letterings, fonts, whatever you want to call them, the same as was used on your 486 computer for the titles in the original Rusty video, "Rust Never Sleeps"? You know, the one where there are many outtakes of Rusty himself in the base of a lamp with weird lighting and scenes with you added later in your monster feet, a la Monty Python and the Holy Grail? Perhaps that was not "Rust Never Sleeps," but I think it was.
Is there an epilogue to Cocoa's story about the Marshmellow, beyond the stomach ache?
Hi OneEar,
Your illustrations are parallel only to your literary compositions.
Did one of your children draw this for you?
LBOK,
There is no epilogue.
Wow, isn't that profound?
More interestingly, I just realized that I wrote the above comment at approx 10:17 on 10/17.
I am having a 10:17 type of day/month/year.
If only it were the year 1017.
According to Wikipedia, in 1017 Canute the Great is proclaimed King of England.
I have learned that Canute is legendary for literally trying to "hold back the tide."
I think that if someday I am proclaimed King I shall do the same and haul my throne down to beach and sit there for a long time doing my best to command the seas. I may even get one of those "special flags" that I would periodically raise so that a pretty girl could come and bring me a beer. Perhaps she and I would even exchange witty banter.
Get her to exchange bodily fluids. It's way more fun, and even more meaningful.
I am having a vision:
I am in a Rustic lodge, with some friends. There is a cool darkness, through which the eerie green luminescence (tuminescence?) of the digital numbers 1-0-1-7 waft through my being, separated only by a ":" in the middle of 0 and 1.
I can find underwater bicycles.
LBOK,
Get her to exchange bodily fluids. It's way more fun, and even more meaningful
I'm not sure that is true, although I must admit it has been some time since I have had a chance to test such a theory.
I always liked the anticipation of Christmas gifts more than the actual gifts themselves. Even when I got what I wanted I was always disappointed.
This is not to say that I am not fond of the female tongue licking the back of my throat. But then what?
Coco,I would've thought you'd have gone for Boleslaw the Brave, given your condition.
Condition? You're telling me this now?
Hi DocBok,
I hope you're alright and haven't become a victim of one of the myriad of fires in Southern California.
Litzi,
Like the fabled third Little Pig, my home is made of brick and basically safe. You're not burning up, are you? I'm worried that these fires may represent some sort of metaphysical symbolism....thanks for your concern, though.
Hi DocBok,
Your fabled third Little Pig house of brick will no doubt withstand fire but I wonder how it’ll fare when “the big one” eventually hits. I’m not any better off; my wood house is built on a three foot brick foundation, which would crumble and tumble. I’m in Pebble Beach and there aren’t any fires at the present time in Monterey County, but with the warm weather and low humidity that could change very rapidly. We’re undergoing monthly aerial pesticide spraying to alter the sex life of the Australian Brown Apple moth, so there’ll probably be swarms of residents with breathing disorders in the near future.
I’ve been wondering if California is burning up because we’ve pissed off the big mahoff for some offense or another and this is our punishment. Maybe it’s Shitney’s fault…
Stay safe.
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