HAPPY NEW YEAR, EVERYBODY~!
may 2010 be safe and fun and full of wonder!
may you realize your dreams and may the good ones come true!
i wish you happiness, love, and peace.
so, with my sketchbook now in hand, let's start off 2010 with two of my bestest friends, two of my favorite artists, and two of my favorite pieces in the book...
mike did this awesome ben grimm on the inside front cover of the book to welcome all in--and let them all know that the book was protected by some pretty powerful security...
before craig and i were great friends and before we were good friends, before we were even friends and only merely acquaintances--he did for me this awesome impulse with a plea that one day we could work together. maybe someday...
here's a joke my friend diane sent me the other day. i'd seen it before, and it's funny, but i also think that its a good example of how we should be grateful for what we have and not get so worked up over the little stuff. so if you're making a new year's resolution, maybe slowing down and recognizing what's really important...?
okay, enough of that blather--here's the joke...
Why Parents Drink
A father passing by his son's bedroom was astonished to see that his bed was nicely made and everything was picked up. Then he saw an
Envelope, propped up prominently on the pillow that was addressed to 'Dad.'
With the worst premonition he opened the envelope with trembling hands and read the letter.
It is with great regret and sorrow that I'm writing
you. I had to elope with my new girlfriend because I wanted to avoid a scene with Mom and you.
I have been finding real passion with Stacy and she is so nice.
But I knew you would not approve of her because of all her piercing, tattoos, tight motorcycle clothes and the fact that she is much older than I am. But it' s not only the passion...Dad she's pregnant.
Stacy said that we will be very happy.
She owns a trailer in the woods and has a stack of firewood for the whole winter. We share a dream of having many more children.
Stacy has opened my eyes to the fact that marijuana
doesn't really hurt anyone.
We'll be growing it for ourselves and trading it with
the other people that live nearby for cocaine and
In the meantime we will pray that science will find a cure for AIDS so Stacy can get better. She deserves it.
Don't worry Dad. I'm 15 and I know how to take care
Someday I'm sure that we will be back to visit so that you can get to know your grandchildren.
Love, Your Son
PS. Dad, none of the above is true.
I'm over at Tommy's house.
I Just wanted to remind you that there are worse things in life than a Report card That's in my center desk drawer.
I love you.
Call me when it's safe to come home...
have a great weekend--
and a great new year--
smell ya later!