Doodle !n Color

Doodles that come alive like when they recolored The Wizard of Oz except my little people were in porn.

The Doctor !s Out

Big brain fart or no finger control or blind or don't know numbers or ......

but I missed the premiere of House M.D. last night.

Craps sakes.

Ser!ously

Why are you having a hard time believing it. Don't make me prove it.

When !s Enough Enough

Whether you give people advise you don't listen to yourself or you talk and talk but don't listen to what you say, there's got to be a time when you have to realize something has to happen.

Dig in and take the grunt or keep going and then everyone will want to dig a hole and bury you.

Ground Hog Day Or Something L!ke It.

I think we all know someone that is stuck in that deja vu mode.

For example...

Someone asks you a question twice in the same day as if they didn't ask you the first time....

Or everytime you do the same process, someone comes up to you and tells you to do it a different way as if you have never done it before...

Maybe when someone notices something and they begin a conversation of how, what and where.

Then later on, as if the day re-wound, see it again and goes off a different how, what and where and not remembering the first time.

Kids, let's not do drugs out there.

Brought to you by the Commitee of a Sane Environment

Chang!ng Of The Guard

So I had a dream a few days a go that went like this is in one compact story.....

I was at a college reunion. Some how my ex was there with me. In the middle of the dream, we were under a blanket on a gi-nomous bed among other students analysing the music video of Johnny Cash's Walk the Line (I've never seen the video and don't think there were music videos back in his day when this song came out).

Next thing you know she goes to the washroom and I'm there alone when Jennifer Aniston slides over under the blanket - now we all know Jennifer's hot. I do think she looked better in the earlier-to-mid series of Friends where she had a little more shape and roundness in the face - but there she was with me under the blanket naked, yeah it does get that good, and we're nice and cozy.

Next thing I notice my ex walking towards the door and leaving and I'm still on the bed with Jennifer, naked still - let's take a moment there....

And then I wake up.... And yes there was some swearing when that happened.

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That's the background before I can do the actual post so we're on the same page on this one.
Karma and I are pretty good friends. If you don't know Karma, she's the bitch that's filled with sugar and will shove her army boot up your ass making a hole so big that King Kong Bundy can live in there if you start to stray.

We understand each other or I guess I understand her.

Karma does make the world go round, keeps everyone on an even keel. When you start to get out of line with your thoughts and motions, you're wake up call (or smothering pillow or severed horse head) will be there to let you know.

If everyone started to believe in Karma and her friend Destiny (another doodle for another day) I think the world would be a better place.

The guys shooting a dozen students would think twice if they knew that afterwards their life end with them falling naked in a pit of syringes over and over again to infinity.

Or Hitler would have a change of mind if he knew there was a grenade up his ass and would pop if he did anything more than play the board game Stratego.

Poking My Brain With a Q-T!p Through The Nose.

I'm gonna go to the drug store and start stealing all their allergy meds. Everyday I'm going to try a new one until I find one that works.

I've been on a three week lull it seems. My head is sooo cloudy that I can't think but it's getting better. There's doodles stuck and waiting to get out. I even posted earlier today so don't miss that one. I even have a few on the go.

Hopefully this will pass so I can get one with... existing.

Oh and one tip. Don't shove Q-Tips up your nose too far or you'll be taking a swab of your brain. Yes it does sound cool at first but then you'll start to smell the burnt toast and wonder why your toes are being tickled.

Let's be safe out there.

ps. If anyone is a pharmicist, let's be friends. Please.

If ! Fart In The Forest And No One Is Around, Will It Still Stink?

Do you ever get that feeling that people just don't get you.

Like this place for example. You might try and match the doodle with the title... or match the doodle with the posting... or match the title with the posting...

Don't worry, it all makes sense to me. It's really your little puzzle. Like an ink blot.

My title, doodle, or post will trigger something in you. Some of you will think they know what I'm talking about and you could be right, but unless I give you the Coles Notes you can read into it all you want.

Now back to the doodle. Yes there is one there. It just happens to not he seen, heard, or felt.

We all feel like that sometimes, right. Talk, talk, talk and talk and the other person just doesn't get it. You just get fed up and leave.

Let's Just F!le This Under "R" For Fucked Up

Almost half way through September and it's close to 13 degrees Celcius in the morning and night. This could make it tough to wear shorts til the end of October....

or mid December to get a full 6 months in this year.

Sleep!ing With The Enemy

Seriously. I should by stock in Shoppers Drug Mart.

I think I've tried in last few years about 6 different types of allergy pills.

It started because of a particular black cat and since then I think before and after the summer I get...

- Running nose. Sometimes I can tilt my head and my nose drains will drain to that side so I can have at least one working nostril.

- Clogged nose where I join the mouth breathing people. And squirting the tasty nasal drips up my nose until my brain squeals with joy.

- Red eyes because my eye sockets developed finger print marks that resemble my index finger.

- Really bad cough where you can lose your voice but a great way do develop the six-pack.

- Sore throat. Who knew water hurts.

What have we learned this time. Sneezing brings on the drips. Really tired before everything else started. You can still see road kill eyes. Swallow before you sneeze (or by stock in kleenex). Drugs don't work after using them for more than two days.

Next stop the drug store.

This post brought to you by the Commitee of Drug Don't Do Shit

! Love You.

Do we call this the good ol days before they start putting huge bright warning labels on on-the-shelf drugs?

Cus um... I probably should read the small caution print on the box before I buy.

At least I can blame the Sudafed... Benylin... or whatever the fuck it was for the morning nap at work the other day.

Ah fuck it, let's up it to three.

Never Waste A Minute Reconsidering Your Initial Line - Just Keep Underscoring !t Again and Again.

That's a good motto to have isn't it.

I'm making it mine after I saw this guy David Apatoff describing James Montgomery Flagg's drawing style.

That's how we roll people.

Str!ng Along

Time travel is funny.

Funny in that "ha ha" sense. If you could travel back in time...

Maybe you would zip back a few minutes to remember what you forgot or where the keys are.

Maybe zip back and realize which left turn you should have taken.

Maybe zip forward to skip commercials.

Maybe zip to a simpler time of the sweet suckle of milk.

Whichever one you would pick, do it with style.

Open Up Your Heart and Let the Sunshine !n

Ah the last long weekend of the summer.

The sun was very good to me today.

After helping my niece move into her downtown pad this afternoon I took a spin downtown.

It's was sunny...

It was hot but not too hot...

And the lovely XX chromosomes were in full force on the street.

Good gosh almighty you have to love downtown Toronto in the summer. It was like a bobblehead dog in a bad boss anomymous clinic.

"sniff" "sniff" "sniff" "sniff" "sniff" "sniff" "sniff" "sniff" "sniff" "sniff" "sniff" "sniff"