Insecure about your level of artistic talent? This blog is for you. My wish is that you view my work and think, "Seriously? I can do better than this."
Thursday, August 13, 2015
Covering Her Eyes
Wednesday, August 12, 2015
Tuesday, August 11, 2015
Monday, August 10, 2015
From Ear to Maternity
Discerning readers will no doubt have sussed my daughters' clever updating of the famed comic "Thy Mater" scene in Act IV, Scene iii of The Two Gentlemen of Verona.
Sunday, August 9, 2015
I Think This Means My Wife Isn't Real
Yes, you do understand this correctly: my wife created a club, convinced me to join, and then refused to join herself because it was too lame.
I feel as though if she'd decided to go into finance, we'd be millionaires.
Labels:
alarm clock,
bed,
book,
conversation,
Fight Club,
finance,
forgetting,
glasses,
lameness,
light,
millionaires,
night,
rules,
sleep,
sleep deprivation,
talking,
wife
Saturday, August 8, 2015
Some Don't Like "Some Like It Hot"
Wife ultimately revealed to me
that, specifically, she can’t stand Tony Curtis’s face, or his voice, or the way he acts. Other than that, she actually really likes
his movies.
Friday, August 7, 2015
There's Method Acting in Her Madness
A couple things:
1. Because I am a petulant child, I absolutely refuse to put the exclamation point at the end of their silly title.
2. One of the actors for today's blog, in getting dressed for the comic shoot, accidentally put on two right hands! How kooky is that? Can you spot where it happened?
Labels:
actors,
autobun,
blog,
chain saws,
daughters,
exclamation point,
hands,
madness,
method acting,
movies,
petulance,
ribbon,
role,
Sharknado 3,
sharks,
Tara Reid,
title,
wife
Thursday, August 6, 2015
Sorry! Wrong Number
You've read so much by making it this far in today's post that I've decided not to have a final comment today. So don't read this.
And no, I don't know where Younger Daughter's earbuds went. They may appear suddenly sometime in the future.
Wednesday, August 5, 2015
Like the Undead, Comedy Must Be Relentless
My wife really prefers that we not put our feet on the very edge of the coffee table, thus proving that this comic is, indeed, fictional.
Tuesday, August 4, 2015
Initial Inquiry
I was going to mention to Younger Daughter that when I was in college, actually, I remember Professor Rapp providing plenty of
B’s in psychology, but I felt this conversation really needed to be allowed to
die with what little dignity it had left.
Labels:
abbreviation,
assignment,
autobun,
college,
computer,
couch,
dresser,
earbuds,
family,
house,
initials,
ostrich,
peanut butter,
pillows,
Pottery Barn,
psychology,
ribbon,
sentences,
shopping,
website
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