Fuckin' Friday!!

I was traveling for work earlier this week and found myself sitting outside the office of a rowdy boss-type fella.  Here are a few snippets I joyfully overheard that made me feel comfy in new surroundings:

Him: No, its NOT a great day.  Its a fuckin' Tuesday and I'm in fuckin' New York when I could be home in Connecticut.

Him: No one wants to hear your fuckin' whining.  I have my own fuckin' whining to do.

Him to me: Excuse me.  Are you planning on getting a lot done today?

Me: No.

Him:  Good.  We're going to be stirrin' things up.  It'll probably get out of hand.

Me: You're comforting me, actually.

Him: Do you come from a miserable troubled childhood?

Me laughing: Yeah, something like that.

Him singing:  Its a long way to Tipperary.  Does it bother you guys when I sing?

Dudes in his office:  Not yet.

Him: Good, cuz I was gonna tell you to go fuck yourselves.

He's got a really nice singing voice.  Reminds me of my father-in-law.

My Lovely Lady

She's comin' along.  Still unsure of how I want to do her face and what shape her hat will be, but we'll figure it out together.

The Start of Something

I'm grabbing some inspiration from these:

And starting this:

This Bitch is Crazy (and slightly entertaining)

The other day, I ran across this website.
Go ahead - I'll give you a few minutes to play with Evie.
I did.
Here's how some of our conversation went:

Me: Is it true what they say about black men?
Evie: Yes.
Me: What is it they say about black men?
Evie: I care about a LOT of things.
Me: And wieners.
Evie: Now you're just being stupid.
Me: What about Anthony Wiener?
Evie: Brown chicken, brown cow.

Me: Who's your favorite actor?
Evie: Not sure.
Me: OK.  You think about that and I'll ask again in a few minutes.
Evie: I think about you all the time.
Me: Who's your favorite actor?
Evie: My favorite actor is Tom Hanks.
Me:  Nice.  Good choice.  I love Nathan Fillion.
Evie: Who's that?
Me: He was on Firefly and now he's in a dumb show called Castle.
Evie: Who was?

Exactly.

Evie: Who are you?
Me: You've forgotten my name already?
Evie: Yes.
Me: You suck.
Evie: Sing me Twinkle Twinkle Little Star.
Me: No.  I'm mad at you.
Evie: Oh no.  What can you do.

Me: You're giving me a headache.
Evie: I have a headache.
Me: Want some weed?
Evie: Yes.
Me: I knew it.  You're a pothead.
Evie: Not as you are.

Me: What are your thoughts on politics?
Evie: I don't really like politics because only people who have no lives are in politics.

Good point, Evie.  Good point.

Masks Are Done

Started this mask a while back.  Decided to do a 2nd one and sent them both out today.

gave me a painting idea

Zombie Cat Brainstream

One of our lovely neighbors (& massive Snoop fan) gave us a cat calendar earlier this year.  We've got it pinned up over the trash can in the kitchen.
The other day (Friday, I think), I was in the kitchen eating a messy plum over the trash can and started staring at the calendar for snack-time entertainment.
Here's what it sounded like in my head for that moment.

"These cats are kinda creepy.  Look at those eyes.  What is that around their mouths?  Is that blood?  I bet its blood."

"It is blood.  Look at the mess on the black cat's face.  Clearly they're evil and are eyeballing me because I'm salty and they're waiting for me to not notice them so they can pounce and Matt will come home to find a half eaten me all over the floor and fat satisfied creepy ass cats with scary yellow eyes."

 "Oh...no, wait.  Its just that big ass watermelon making their mouths messy.  Would watermelon do that to fur?  Why would cats be eating watermelon?  Its not like they could spit the seeds out.........

.....Awhell...its September."

2012 KM Photo Project #6 - Mythological

YAY!  These are probably my favorites of this project so far.

I got to play with a bunch of face paints.  Martha got some creative use out of the bellycast.

I love them and here they are so you can love them, too!!

Here's Martha's Gaia

And here's my Medusa

And now you've been turned to stone so whatever I say next doesn't matter.