A stump speech sounds… well, wooden, dead, kaput. What about the rest of the tree? Why cut down a tree just so someone can babble on and on? That’s what a blog is for. Get with the times!
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From my sketchbook, 0808, page 130.
I can’t wait for the election to be over. The ads are running fast and furious. Everybody is saying how awful their opponent is. Is there anything good to say? will everybody be able to kiss and make up once this is all over? I sure hope so.
This is a sketch right out of my book. I had to add the type so it would be readable. Those camera phones aren’t the sharpest tools in the shed, but at least you can see the drawing.
Cartoon: One dog to another, “I feel called to be a missionary to cats.”
These are my thoughts for Illustration Friday’s word, "island". No man is an island and I didn’t want to do the old, desert island cliche either!
I was thinking how we wish life would be easy. Yet, what would be the point? If life was easy, we would be lazy. We’d spend all day in front of the television, bored and lethargic. An easy life just isn’t magically delicious.