This cartoon from July, 2002, was drawn during a period when I was using felt-tip pens. As I’ve stated before, I finally concluded that I don’t like to draw with felt-tips. My result, it seems to me, is always an uninteresting and bland line. It is possible to achieve a certain “sketchiness” with a felt-tip pen that can be aesthetically pleasing, but having never been a “sketchy” kind of cartoonist, this doesn’t seem to benefit me much. My pen work has never been great, and it concerns me more and more that my lines, now drawn with a pen nib and India ink, look cruder than ever alongside so much work that is being turned out on digital tablets these days. I’ll just have to live with it, because I cannot see myself ever going completely digital with my drawing.
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OK, I admit I knew what high dudgeons meant without looking it up. It is the sort of thing you’d find used in a Jane Austin novel I think or Mark Twain or Charles Dickens.
Or maybe on PBS?
Both Ghost and I just admitted we used to read dictionaries, encyclopedias and Bartlett’s for entertainment. Even now at times.
I will say that dictionaries, encyclopedias and Bartlett’s are more entertaining
and better written than some books I have tried to read – those I get to page 3
and give up and go read the phone book.
For those that like steam:
Steam Porn
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sJbEZTHu6cU
For Ghost
A Woman’s Clothes Are Like Storm Clouds
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When They Disappear, It’s A Brighter Day
dictionaries, encyclopedias and Bartlett’s
are books (or tomes )
Novels is what I ment
Brighter, indeed, OB. 😉 As was yesterday at Jackie’s PT, when I observed that her lovely therapist had chosen to wear a rather low-necked and loose-fitting pullover blouse for someone whose occupation requires her to bend forward with such frequency while working with clients.
Sort of reminded me of P&PHS.
Terrie our helper arrived today in a very brief pair of bright denim shorts and an even brighter brief tank top. Granted Ghost and I had bought them for her but still she must have brightened Ghosts day today.
She takes great delight in how cute she looks in the outfits we buy her and loves to stop in so her coworkers at restaurant can see her.
She asked us to pick out some cute Capri length shorts that she can wear at the restaurant which we did, about a week’s worth for $26.
Just in case anyone wonders I trained in retail sales and fashion design long ago but just do this as a hobby now. Ghost despairs at my shopping addictions. We are working on it to get me cured. I am trying.
Jackie, why not be a personal shopper for folks. That way you’re spending their money, having fun searching and choosing, and the clothes end up in their closet instead of yours. Win-win for everyone.
It is 10 o’clock in the morning and the Village square is empty. Are the churches full?
I am waiting for shower. Ghosts shower is still being remodeled in back apartment but new floor is in and painting and repairing wallpaper requires finding saved pieces of paper rolls.
Wish us luck.
I dreamt that, as I have done many times in the past, I’d traveled to Atlanta for a meeting. What made it a little unusual as that I was accompanied by two former fashion models that were overage and overweight for their former profession…in other words, they were drop-dead gorgeous “normal” women.
When we left the Omni the next morning to travel to our meeting site, the first thing that I noticed was that the city looked like a war zone in all directions as far as I could see. Then I realized it was just the usual and customary construction work that seems a permanent feature of Atlanta life. (I once attended a lunch meeting where Lewis Grizzard was the speaker. “Welcome to Atlanta,” he said. “It’s going to be a nice place if they ever finish it.”) All of the street pavement was torn up as well, and there was only pedestrian traffic, so Ex-Model #1 and Ex-Model #2 and I set off walking to our destination.
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After awhile, we passed an indoor amusement park that covered several city blocks. XM1 (or was it XM2?) decided to stop in and buy a ticket for one of the rides. She changed into the required skin-tight jumpsuit (although it seemed no one else was required to don one) and climbed into what appeared to be a space capsule attached to steel cables. The cables then launched her into the air above the ground floor of the amusement park, making it swoop and dive and twist and turn in all three axes. From her squeals of delight, she enjoyed that. Really enjoyed that. Really, really enjoyed that.
Part 3 (the blog software would not accept it as a single post)
About that time, I realized I had become separated from XM2 (or was it XM1?) in the press caused by everyone else having to commute by foot. As I wandered around blocked off construction sites and barricaded sidewalks, I noticed a dicey-looking character shadowing me and tagged him as a probable mugger. As I walked, I tried to keep an eye on him and to use the navigation feature of my smart phone to find my destination. But then I realized that not only was the address known only to XM1 (or was it XM2?), the phone was having problems telling me where I was. I stopped into a family-style Armenian restaurant where a child’s birthday was being celebrated, compete with Armenian clowns, to work on it. Then I noticed Dicey-Looking Character had followed me in and was walking toward me. So I snatched a giant shoe off the foot of one of the Armenia clowns to use to defend myself. Then my alarm went off.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4xCJzQZMIrE
Well, my church day is longer than normal today. Our family’s church services started at 9 am and it won’t completely end until 8 pm when we finish up at the state hospital visiting with patients and having a music program for them. At least I got out of the 7 am planning meeting since my daughters on the ASD had their movie theater shifts end at 11:30 last night.
Now for a nap!
I had a nice birthday today. The folks at church wished me Happy Birthday. I talked to my oldest friend. Had a steak dinner. I’ll talk to some of my sibs later.
Happy Birthday, Laura.
R.I.P, George: http://www.hollywoodreporter.com/news/george-a-romero-dead-night-living-dead-director-was-77-945346
Happy Birthday Laura. 48 years ago Apollo 11 blasted off to the moon. It has always been an eventful day to me.
Happy Birthday, Laura!
Retro Strip of “Horizontal Pop”:
Did anyone else think of Seuss’ “Hop on Pop”?
Jackquline:
I have read dictionaries and everything else of that nature since I was in elementary. Seriously. That’s when I started. Yeah, I was born a nerd.
My favorite dictionary is the OED.
Side note: It’s amazing how a country only a little larger than Pennsylvania has had such a profound effect upon the world.
BAM…still here…
HAPPY BIRTHDAY…LAURA….
Good to see you post Gal…
Gal…this one is for you 🙂
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Gal…ya need to slow ‘er down, hon….
Rick, no, the phrase that came to my mind was “horizontal bop”. Not quite sure of the meaning, but odd phrases stick with me.
I know some of you out there drink coffee and I’ve found a good local (To Tulsa) brand. It really is some of the best I’ve ever had and is roasted and ground here so is much fresher than most supermarket coffee. They aren’t reimbursing me, I just like it well enough to recommend it.
Here’s their online shop: https://topecacoffee.com/shop/