I was sent on a marvelous quest to southern Winnebago tomorrow afternoon, to profess my undying love to the sun who butchered my computer in late '76, as repraisal to His Almighty Lord and Turkey Mr. MonkeyMeister the 3rd, in E minor.

I requested this trip as compensation to my thoughts about the Ozymandias scam, back in 2022: I need more bacon; my dog is getting lonely.

As I stare into the early coasts of the bleeding twilight cat woman, Cahlihi Da, I contemplated my mortality, my morality, and my sexuality, as I gently stroked the smooth, furry mane of my twin brother, Winfred, who just woke up from the train ride that so plagued his innards. Well, so much for Nixon, I guess.

Anyway, I see now that staring into the eyes of the famed buck-toothed Ontario Riderbellies of Euclidian descent, I now realise no one cares about the mountain and its undying significance, as long as 70-year-old Harrison Ford gets to star in the Lobster Comedy: Tales of the Deep. Until then, all will be right with the world. All will be right.

This is Geico's stand. Ba ba ba ba baa I'm lovin'it.

Workin workin workin.

Been working in flash for a few months now. Haven't done anything good, but getting better all the time.

Looks like he hasn't had enough calcium.

Itz tyme tew partay! styll lyttl talint in phlash, but phygureeng owt hou tew maik dygitull art. don't wuree; Ill submyt sumthyng that wont bee blam'd sum dei.

FARUKON PAUNCH!!

Props if you can understand what I just wrote.

(Pic is my n00bish entry for the EBF4 foe contest)

I'm submitting art now.

It's crap, though.

I'm slowly learning flash. I'm well on my way, so be expecting stuff soon.

Though probably no one's gonna read this, I just thought I'd say I'm working on learning how to animate, so hopefully I'll get some submissions in soon.