I really want to take a long walk, despite the fact that it's after sunset, but my cat is insisting he is comfortable, so fine you asshole cat. We'll be like, safe and responsible and shit.

Holy fuck I hope Bob is okay flipping off gender roles 'cause that's what we're gonna do.

I feel motivated to tell you more about my partner in art crimes, Bob. Bob is not a Halloween decoration. Bob is a replica, the cast of someone's skull who donated their body to science. This is apparent with a quick glance at "his" uneven teeth (those who catch the reference get "his" inherent androgyny). Bob was alive. I always know that when I draw, and "he" gets candy, costumes, and booze on occasion. Again, Bob was alive. Don't worry. They still get to party, when hanging with me.

Can't wait to bust out into the dating scene like, "yah I'm a tarot card reader."

Wait, am I supposed to update my avatar with something spooky like a skull or something?

Lol, the daughter I put up for adoption likes dandelion tea. There's a fuckin' "I like dandelions" gene.

Done. Now I have to find a place to scan them. And the other 4 pics I've done this summer (including tracing the kitten).

He is starting to look rather patriotic.

By the way, the thing I've been working on that has been stalling my doing tarot readings is this couple, right here. I'm going slowly and carefully, but avoiding all distraction. When they're done, I'll have 6 11x17 pieces to get professionally scanned, then I might tweak all of them digitally. So readings might open mid October.