Last night I got home from dealing poker at midnight. I sat down at the computer and started to feel bad thinking about how I haven't been blogging or reading many blogs lately. So, I clicked on a few links then realized, "Fuck this it's late, I'm going to bed."
Then the baby woke up and cried for most of the night.
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Ever notice how no matter what you eat, when you puke, there's always somehow corn in there. One time, when I was young, I was at a Halloween party, and I drank way way way way too much. I ended up in the back yard, puking where we had broken a pinata earlier. I puked on a tootsie roll. Someone came over and asked why I ate a whole tootsie roll, wrapper and all. I said, "I guess I wanted to eat the whole thing." That was a bad night.
Love the artwork.
unicorns!
Wait, why is G midnight? Why don't I ever get these things?
Wow...I love your artwork. You should have it in a museum somewhere!
tf - you were young and at a party with a pinata... so you started drinking when you were 5 years old?
mk - unicorns and rainbows is all I ever dream about.
tp - Night, N-I-G-H-T. G is the middle letter of Night.
toh - I see it on ebay. I'm a jazillionaire.
SELL, NOT SEE.
I thought the poker picture would be much more pornographic.
I love the mid night pic. You are so clever Tim! It seems like it may have been drawing all those pictures that kept you up so late!
I honestly love your drawings, they just kill me! You should make a story... day by day, add a frame - ooooh I am so excited!!! :P
I like your way of thinking Tim. Sleep is much more important than blogging.
Tim - I was like 19, and we thought it would be fun to get drunk, spin around, and then try to hit a pinata. It was.
Tim:
Man I remember those days of babies crying all night and now I get to LAUGH at the expense of other parents who are going through the same thing. HA HA HEEE HEE HOOOO!
You know, the picture of the corn got me thinking. Even dogs can't digest corn. I found corn in Ernie's poop once (not that I inspect it routinely). Can they make a corn that digests? Hell, they genetically engineer it anyway, why not make it digestable? Or maybe that's what creamed corn is for. Gross.
Oh, and TF's tootsie roll story cracked me up. TF - why was someone staring at your barf?
I sleep more than I blog too. Esp now since my fat ass has been working out. My body doesnt know what to do with it self. So I sleep Alot.
Just trying to catch up. Um, your child is so damn adorable! I hate it when my dog wakes me up when I am dreaming of unicorns...but I can just kick him out of bed. I hear that you can go to jail for that kind of shit when you have kids.
Them's fighting words...the Bears can not lose. I can't deal with my husband's depression. No sir.
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