Thursday, April 04, 2013

Our New Electrical Morals



Hey, watch this!  It was created by Mike Rosenthal (check out his webcomic: vectorbelly.com) and I was the "show runner" which means I did the dirty work to make it into a cartoon ;)  Please check it out, and share the HELL out of it!  I hope you like the hell out of it, too.  

Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

And So,

I think we've all learned something here today...

Monday, March 11, 2013

Open Mind

Maybe some kind of hat would help.  Some choose tinfoil.  Dunce caps are good.  It's probably best to install a zipper.

Monday, March 04, 2013

Thinker


I'm sure what he's going to say next will be helpful.

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Saturday, January 19, 2013

My Million Dollar Idea

Don't you get frustrated when you buy a bunch of bananas, but fail to eat them all before they spoil? Wouldn't it be wonderful if, on a single bunch, bananas ripened at differing rates?  Yes, yes it would.

Wednesday, January 09, 2013

Friday, December 14, 2012

I Can't Help It

I mean no disrespect.  I really like George Harrison-- also Japanese Macaques.  It's just that every time I see this picture of George, it reminds me of something.  I just realized what it is.  Sorry.

Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Stocking Up

When a school bus is parked in front of a liquor store, I document it.  You're welcome.

Wednesday, December 05, 2012

There. You're in My Office.


La Lunatic

There's something...different...about the moon...

Chin transplant?  Why Moony?  You looked fine the way the Good Lord made ya!

Tuesday, December 04, 2012

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Uvulalalala!

Were you wondering about the most unsettling aspect of the strep throat that I had last week?  It's that my uvula grew to twice its normal size!  At times I had to swallow in order to get it back into its usual position, otherwise it draped itself onto the back of my tongue.  It was nauseating and horrible.

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Do You Have Skin?

Here's a little flyer I made because, as many parents do, I brought my kid's fundraiser stuff to work to squeeze my coworkers for some of their hard-earned dough.

Thursday, October 25, 2012

Polished



OK, maybe I should explain this one.

So, Cooper, my 7-year old son, has some nail polish on his fingernails (it just looks like a sprinkling of glitter and glue).   

He wore it to school, and some of the kids made fun of him-- even a girl who has been a close friend to him.  Of course, it hurt his feelings.  We asked him if we wanted to remove the fingernail polish, and he said that he didn't want to.  So, for the past few days, to show my solidarity with him, I've been wearing the same fingernail polish--because, goddammit, that's what I'm going to do.  

To make a long story short, things between Cooper and this girl have been getting weird lately (like, she demands that he play with no one else, and then runs away from him-- stuff like that).  So, today, the moms decided to sit them down and try to resolve some of what's going on.  At least, that's what Nina thought was happening.

Instead, the other mom just attacked Cooper, and defended her little angel.  One of the things that this girl's mother said in order to justify her daughter's behavior was, that "Boys don't wear fingernail polish."  

Fine, that's her opinion.  I don't care what her opinion is.  She can fold her opinion into a paper airplane and fly it up her own ass.  But, you know what?  If you, as an adult, say to my son, that he's somehow not being a boy correctly, then I get upset.  I get Damn Upset.  

It's hard enough being a kid, trying to figure out how to get along in what is, in many ways, a primitive and backward society, while maintaining your individuality.  The last thing he needs is some brainless adult debasing him.  He's too young, and too much of a freethinker, to worry about 1940's ideas of how a grown man is expected to behave by society.  He's a kid.  He's an amazing, creative, playful spirit.  And, I'm as proud as I can possibly be of him.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to go reapply my fingernail polish.