Thursday, April 26, 2012 Saturday, April 21, 2012 Saturday, March 10, 2012 Friday, December 30, 2011 Sunday, December 18, 2011 Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Henry cut his arm off as a tribute to 9. 9 thought it was cool, but didn’t care too much. Henry picked up on 9’s not caring and swallowed an entire bottle of Xanax. 

Henry cut his arm off as a tribute to 9. 9 thought it was cool, but didn’t care too much. Henry picked up on 9’s not caring and swallowed an entire bottle of Xanax. 

Tuesday, June 21, 2011 Wednesday, June 15, 2011
“Sad Weird Person.”
Post-it and Sharpie.

“Sad Weird Person.”

Post-it and Sharpie.

Sunday, June 12, 2011
“Monster Head.”

“Monster Head.”

Wednesday, March 23, 2011
The Sad Mage.

The Sad Mage.

Wednesday, September 8, 2010
Larry (bottom) enjoys:
The smell of old stuffed animals, leaving little sketches hidden behind items at the grocery store, and headcheese sandwiches.
Zrog (top) enjoys:
The taste in his mouth the second he wakes up, using the vacuum cleaner hose to suck up rocks, and things that are chewy.

Larry (bottom) enjoys:

The smell of old stuffed animals, leaving little sketches hidden behind items at the grocery store, and headcheese sandwiches.

Zrog (top) enjoys:

The taste in his mouth the second he wakes up, using the vacuum cleaner hose to suck up rocks, and things that are chewy.

Thursday, September 2, 2010
This monster started following me during my walk through a local park yesterday morning. At first I was horrified, but very soon I realized that the 8-foot-tall beast was following me because it was lonely. Every time I turned around, it retreated behind the closest tree and watched me with those big, sad eyes. After some coaxing, the monster ambled up to me, sniffed my hair, and then disappeared into the forest. 
I wonder what it’s doing now. 

This monster started following me during my walk through a local park yesterday morning. At first I was horrified, but very soon I realized that the 8-foot-tall beast was following me because it was lonely. Every time I turned around, it retreated behind the closest tree and watched me with those big, sad eyes. After some coaxing, the monster ambled up to me, sniffed my hair, and then disappeared into the forest. 

I wonder what it’s doing now. 

Tuesday, August 31, 2010