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msfledermausI really meant to tell people this stuff, honest!
Ben the Neighbor shaved his head. He now looks like a refuge from the Marix. When he had it done Peter knocked on my door and told me, "Michelle, Ben's been mugged!" "Oh No!" I wailed. "yep--the bastards got his hair!" and Ben popped up around the corner, scaring the beejezus out of me.
I narrowly missed having a $100 bill thrown at me from a black Mercedes that apparently prowls my neighborhood from time to time. True fact--some unidentified guy drives around in a black Mercedes and occasionally tosses out c-notes. Before my neighborhood gets covered with hopeful Mausketters, I should remind you that anyone crazy enough to throw money at you might have one of those handy-dandy conceal-and-carry permits they're handing out lately. anyway, I didn't get the money--Bill from the corner store did. Lucky so-and-so...
French fries....Nothing wrong with that....
Peter went thrifting and left me a huge pile of pastel yarns and a set of 5 needles. The really good bit is the yarn is all about 2 feet long, cut into lengths. So I've been laughing maniacally, making this horrible garter-stitched pastel THING....with fringe. Lots and lots of fringe. When I'm done I may have to put sequins on it, just to be really awful. Bad maus. Bad, bad, Maus..
The Llewellyn lady e-mailed me...she likes my stuff, and has some ideas for some sketches. Nothing comcrete, but I have a definite feeling of moving forward a bit here. Woowoo! So now I must sketch like I've never sketched before!!!...
...Once I untangle myself from the horrible pastel Knitting...Oh god the knitting....
Sooooo...things are pretty swell:)
Ben the Neighbor shaved his head. He now looks like a refuge from the Marix. When he had it done Peter knocked on my door and told me, "Michelle, Ben's been mugged!" "Oh No!" I wailed. "yep--the bastards got his hair!" and Ben popped up around the corner, scaring the beejezus out of me.
I narrowly missed having a $100 bill thrown at me from a black Mercedes that apparently prowls my neighborhood from time to time. True fact--some unidentified guy drives around in a black Mercedes and occasionally tosses out c-notes. Before my neighborhood gets covered with hopeful Mausketters, I should remind you that anyone crazy enough to throw money at you might have one of those handy-dandy conceal-and-carry permits they're handing out lately. anyway, I didn't get the money--Bill from the corner store did. Lucky so-and-so...
French fries....Nothing wrong with that....
Peter went thrifting and left me a huge pile of pastel yarns and a set of 5 needles. The really good bit is the yarn is all about 2 feet long, cut into lengths. So I've been laughing maniacally, making this horrible garter-stitched pastel THING....with fringe. Lots and lots of fringe. When I'm done I may have to put sequins on it, just to be really awful. Bad maus. Bad, bad, Maus..
The Llewellyn lady e-mailed me...she likes my stuff, and has some ideas for some sketches. Nothing comcrete, but I have a definite feeling of moving forward a bit here. Woowoo! So now I must sketch like I've never sketched before!!!...
...Once I untangle myself from the horrible pastel Knitting...Oh god the knitting....
Sooooo...things are pretty swell:)
