Here’s a little doodle I made for a trumpet-playing-friend’s birthday card.
tu-wah-wah-wah-waaah!
Here’s a little doodle I made for a trumpet-playing-friend’s birthday card.
May I take this opportunity to wish to all my readers, non-readers, search-engine-robots and those-who-are-too-young-to-ask-questions (those especially), a very happy and healthy arbitrary-annual-date-roll-over-moment; and best wishes for the period-until-the-next-one. In particular, those who celebrate a quarter to four o’clock in the afternoon* of thirds of Januaries – joy to you… about… NOW!
I’m sure that Itchy and Knee would wish for the same, if they would only stop squabbling for a little bit.
* UTC
Thanks to Karen for the idea for this one!
Itchy gets a starring role today (Knee was nowhere to be found when I wanted to sketch him.) My mother-in-law gave me this word to keep. Thanks Barbara 🙂
Oh, and here’s the small beaded rhinoceros we bought on a street corner, directly from the artist, in Johannesburg. It seems to be settling in well to the late summer in England:
After quite a hiatus, I found a real, pukka, Invisibules comic inside my head. Just like the olden days!
— Footnote
Purists might put the pause between the two tees, viz. glot-tal, but I imagine that’s why that Invisibulean still needs to practise. I can only report what I observe.
I wonder if this continues the sequence, Ren?
Biscuits. And their relationship to world suffering.
No animals were harmed in the manufacture of this entirely vegetable saddle.
It would be absurd to imagine that this comic is in any way based upon real events or persons.