Sunday, May 13, 2018

Silliness


Pictures of goats climbing trees are quite comical.  Who knew!  But sheep are easier more fun to draw.  I'm not sure what's going on here.  The kid is dressed as a sheepdog, the wolf is dressed as a girl, and the sheep think they're leaves.  It's all lies.  Lies, I tell you.

Happy Mother's Day.


Tuesday, May 1, 2018

Again with the yellow flowers. Enough already.


So a lone daffodil popped up in front of my house a few weeks ago.  I know not where it came from.  It's a little known secret that all daffodils are connected, and you can use them to talk to fellow daffodil-ogglers around the world.  I tried shouting into mine, but there was no answer.  Perhaps it was the floral equivalent of a butt dial?

Wednesday, April 11, 2018

Harbinger


For a good many years, I lived in the suburbs of New York City.  In the late winters, while driving along the roads, I'd keep my eyes eagerly peeled for forsythia bushes.  And when I spotted these bright yellow blossoms, I'd know spring was coming very soon.  It didn't matter if the gray gloomy skies and frosty air said otherwise.  Seeing these flowers made me so happy that I planted several bushes in my garden, a decision I later came to regret, because they are such overly enthusiastic growers.  Still, I have a fondness for forsythia and miss looking for them.


Friday, March 23, 2018

Ever get that sinking feeling?


I couldn't decide whether this is foolishness or optimism.
Foolish optimism?


Friday, March 16, 2018

Rawr


I've always liked the idiom Paper Tiger.  Would that be death by 1000 paper cuts?


From vocabulary.com

A paper tiger is someone who at first glance seems to be in charge but who, on closer examination, is completely powerless.
This phrase comes from an old Chinese idiom, which describes a paper tiger as a "blustering, harmless fellow," and which was popularized when Mao Zedong was quoted in 1956 calling the United States a paper tiger. 

Meee-ow

Friday, February 9, 2018

Mail



I read a story recently about an underwater mailbox off the coast of Sasumi, Japan, the only one in the world.  That's pretty cool and something I'd like to see one day if I weren't such a poor swimmer.

If you ever go to Disneyland, you can see Monstro, the giant whale from Pinocchio.  When I was little, Monstro terrified me.  His eye!  His eye MOVED!  I swore he was alive, and I'd be in tears as my dad carried me closer to him.  I probably tried to claw my way out of his arms like a cat being dragged to a bath.  There's a little boat that you can ride that takes you through Monstro's gaping maw to Storybook Land, which to this day I have never done.


Saturday, February 3, 2018

Tea for Tunes

Ooooo-ooooo-ooooolong tea

                    Would you like some tea?

Oh yes, please.  That's music to my ears.