...sure we had some good times... sure you saw me safely to my door with only the one heart wounding moment... sure you brought a large swath of jolly new pals my way... sure... yeah... all this is true... but... it's over, you hear? OVER! I just can't see you in my future anymore... clear your desk... and jog on
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Friday, December 30, 2011
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
Monday, December 19, 2011
Sunday, December 18, 2011
Saturday, December 17, 2011
It was the second of times, it was the first of times
Sir Robble Nobblinkton was and still is a completely forgotten hero of what used to be Great Britain. When the sun never set on the boiled potatoes and over roasted beef Sir Nobblinkton was up a tree in the sahara looking for signs of the lost Invisible Palm tribe... when the Kinks 'Waterloo Sunset' was at number one in the hit parade, Nobblinkton was to be found abandoned by his sherpas behind a bawdy house off Clacton's green line. At the same moment the teabag was invented Sir Robble Nobblinkton was falling from the sky in a burning craft of his own invention. Crash landing in today's Republic of Congo, which was then known simply as 'Derek' Sir Robble Nobblinkton spent twelve heat depraved days fighting his way back to civilisation. An excerpt from his diary reads:
'... 8th day, heat becoming unbearable... put time aside to seriously consider removal of vest... completely bereft of anything to drink, may have to start on the water... discovered a rare form of 8 legged tree frog that lives on the ground and spins webs.... bitten by irate spider dissatisfied with tree frog comparison...'
When he was spotted taking in the milk in a small village near the scottish border the world's press tore him to shreds, it turned out he made the whole yarn up inspired by tin tin comic books. Broke and in dire straits he sold all his friends for a tidy sum and looked all set to retreat from the precipice when he was suddenly sued for everything in a divorce by his tricky wife who cited his 'faliure to end sentences' as the cause of their estrangement. Representing himself he countered that 'What may be seen as a failiure to end sentences is in fact a....'. He is scheduled to die next tuesday in an open ceremony at the Hope and Anchor, denver street, liverpool. Ham salad and entertainment provided
'... 8th day, heat becoming unbearable... put time aside to seriously consider removal of vest... completely bereft of anything to drink, may have to start on the water... discovered a rare form of 8 legged tree frog that lives on the ground and spins webs.... bitten by irate spider dissatisfied with tree frog comparison...'
When he was spotted taking in the milk in a small village near the scottish border the world's press tore him to shreds, it turned out he made the whole yarn up inspired by tin tin comic books. Broke and in dire straits he sold all his friends for a tidy sum and looked all set to retreat from the precipice when he was suddenly sued for everything in a divorce by his tricky wife who cited his 'faliure to end sentences' as the cause of their estrangement. Representing himself he countered that 'What may be seen as a failiure to end sentences is in fact a....'. He is scheduled to die next tuesday in an open ceremony at the Hope and Anchor, denver street, liverpool. Ham salad and entertainment provided
Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Tuesday, December 06, 2011
Gibberish made easy
Even at this altitude I am often asked 'why?'. In answer I like to employ Winnie the Pooh's time served method of dealing with scratchy headed moments, the famous 'Cottleston Pie'. When that doesn't work I make a noise like a steam train until I find myself alone (usually this takes around 8 minutes)... today I am using green nails
Monday, December 05, 2011
Thursday, December 01, 2011
Monday, November 28, 2011
Sunday, November 27, 2011
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Monday, November 14, 2011
Thursday, November 10, 2011
Last train to London
You make me sick
I mean that less than lightly
I prefer winter's coat
to the other type of whitey
just realised that 'whitey' can be used in the context of "Down with whitey"... that isn't what I was etty grat. I was refering to the types of reaction weekend visitors to Amsterdam's famous coffee shops often experience. Disorientation, garbled speech paddles, cold sweating, spinal shivers, dicky tummbly and wild presumptions as to whether or not you may be leaking something important... 'throwing a whitey' is the phrase that places all these interesting symptoms in a neat concise parlock
Wednesday, November 09, 2011
Twilight: sprayed sparkles
Sandra 'Flakes' Timpany entered the bar with a coiled whirl of street dust swozzling her fetlocks before skitting upon the floor boards with a camp swoon. 'How's the form?' asked a passing waitress without warmth or humour...or passing... there she stood mouth agape and tip winning ways prominently vying for a tent peg... tension.. ATtention. 'Fine' said Sandra, although she soon wozzle
Is it right that every mum's favourite vampire heart throb has gone and landed his on screen missus in the family way?
Is it right that every mum's favourite vampire heart throb has gone and landed his on screen missus in the family way?
Friday, November 04, 2011
The war on telly
You know who was a great actor? The wee girl who played the wee girl in Fatal Attraction. There is a scene in which Michael Douglas and the wee girl are playing a card trick game trick and that girl, in the space of 20 seconds, out acts everyone else in the whole rest of the flick . I wonder what happened to her? She really did play the part brilliantly
Monday, October 31, 2011
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Friday, October 21, 2011
Arbitrary armendments
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Monday, October 17, 2011
Sunday, October 09, 2011
Thursday, October 06, 2011
Forgotten gangland
'Tits Mandrake' was head of the Falafel Family which spread it's marmalade fingers across the sliced toast world of shop soiled heroin... it didn't last long and the entire operation went straight, switching to the lucrative energy drink craze coupled with the introduction of a string of country and western gyms across Switzerland... high profile criminals at the time breathed a sigh of relief at Tits' relinquishment of his underworld pretentions as he was widely considered a bit of a nob.... and the name alone was quite ridiculous.
Tits Mandrake died alone at an Osmans play the classics gig in 1989. He was 57 and high on carrots
Wednesday, October 05, 2011
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Pink's not red
Monday, September 26, 2011
The feel good christmas hit
Nelson Crane had to attend rehab or face a custodial sentence in the state pen. Giving up his job as party organiser for wayward college girls Nelson heads for the crisp air of some mountains... he's really got to kick the scag.... but before he does....
'Hey now you're an all star get your game on go plaaaaaaaaaaaaay....'Hey now you're a rock star get your game on go plaaaaaaaaaaaaay'
Sunday, September 25, 2011
Friday, September 23, 2011
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Sew you on a bee you boxer... wanna be th'champ
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Friday, September 16, 2011
Hit the north
Wednesday, September 14, 2011
Finger popping- 24 hour shopping
You know when you are getting a bit long in the tooth when you look at the wee yins and cannot fathom their antics... I speak specifically of the trend towards photographing yourself, either at arms length or in a mirror. I recall when no one EVER stood there taking photos of themselves... however this isn't the worst of it... there is also that trend towards taking photos of your own arse!!!! Yeah... I know. The irony being that most of the people who manage to get a snap of their bum are often very attractive and would have no trouble convincing someone else to photograph it on their behalf... it's a paradox... 'A person so sexy they have to take photos of themselves... often standing by a toilet' .... You see what I am getting at? A class act it aint
Tuesday, September 13, 2011
How do you, doo?
In the course of an average day I am often asked on average... so here's how
fig-1
Using 'Gilbert's Column', the unsurpassed method for creating curved unpopular stature reinterminance, roughly (to within a nano metre) lay down some sort of an idea as to the surrounding land
fig-2
very accurately draw in the tope half of the picture you wish to assemble... REMEMBER: BY THIS POINT THERE IS ABSOLUTELY NO GOING BACK AND ANY INJURY AT SUCH ALTITUDE COULD RESULT IN INSTANT DEATH... POSSIBLY EVEN QUICKER THAN THAT.
I often like to use the silouette of a breaching hump back whale to sketch the hair area of a drawing. For best results I use the great beast in it's ascent
fig-2 Reference. There is no shame in whole heartedly mentioning photographic respresentations of something you may later rely on in court
fig-3 Draw in any missing parts of the drawing
fig-5 colour the whole thing blue
NB- a simple pile of blues scrawled next to you finished piece, whilst there ONLY to mislead can be easily added at any time
Well that's how I do it, and now my assistant will pass among you with his collection bucket
'To paint is very nice, but stealing makes you a genius'- Pablo Pancreas
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Reasons to be doubtful
Friday, September 09, 2011
Thursday, September 08, 2011
Wednesday, September 07, 2011
Which type o'graphy are you?
Friday, September 02, 2011
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
Viva Scrovovia
Here is my entry for the 'design a flag' contest held over at www.graphicdesignavalanche.org.
People from all over Latuntania have been contacted to find out exactly what they think.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
stressed or depressed?
Sunday, August 21, 2011
New project
Me and my pal Sean are going to make a thing. Rather than post initial scribbles and all that cobblers which serve only to weaken, drain and deflate the gusto necessary to complete ANYTHING with animation, I am treating 'you', the great unwashed to a picture of Michelle Gomez who I happen to think is quite the sauce bottle.... oh yes
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