Thursday, October 27, 2011
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Minneapolis: Quick stop turns into a hard bender.
Passing through town I was reminded that I had the opportunity to go to the Chinook Book launch party. (You know that goofy little drawing I did that just keeps paying off.) Anyway, free booze and free food led to spending the night in town when I just meant to stop off for and hour.
Met a lot of nice people, and a couple cute girls.
Goodbye again MPLS I'll see you again someday!
Met a lot of nice people, and a couple cute girls.
Goodbye again MPLS I'll see you again someday!
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
two in one day; with bad news
So as I'm sure no one has noticed I've been blogging again. However my vague threats stand true, and four posts will be all there is this month. I go back to work tomorrow morning, and after that will be on the road for several months, with much to do and little to no scanner access. But after Christmas, who knows... this is getting ridiculous.
Friday, October 7, 2011
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
I know what I said and I know what I ment.
So the leaves on the trees are falling, and I haven't made a post yet.
I know what I said, and I know what I ment, but a man needs his
money one hundread percent.
right now I'm working beet harvest in North Dakota, and after that
I will be packaging Amazon.com purchases in small town Kansas,
but hopefully after that I won't need to work for months and months,
sitting on some decrepit lawn chair hidden in a wooded thicket in the
south, drawing and drawing, and posting and posting.
the weather will one day clear and I will return north... can I face it
this year? I feel too worn down to deal with the ugly cold.
Here are somedrawings and doodles and stuff.
I know what I said, and I know what I ment, but a man needs his
money one hundread percent.
right now I'm working beet harvest in North Dakota, and after that
I will be packaging Amazon.com purchases in small town Kansas,
but hopefully after that I won't need to work for months and months,
sitting on some decrepit lawn chair hidden in a wooded thicket in the
south, drawing and drawing, and posting and posting.
the weather will one day clear and I will return north... can I face it
this year? I feel too worn down to deal with the ugly cold.
Here are somedrawings and doodles and stuff.
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