Wednesday, October 28, 2009

Monday, October 19, 2009

Chemistry 101.

And it was done. He broke her from the earth, and breathed warmth onto her tiny leaves, and he swore a brahmin's promise under an immediate sky. Under the watchful eyes of her netherworld nannies.
But they swore promises too. To take her back when the need arose. And it would. Because the evil wives of lovelorn kings tend to be women of science, and flowers tend to wilt in the lab.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Go figure.

A sketchling.
I've only seen a mouse in a house once, but I can seriously say that the voices of a screaming female and a squeaking rodent will combine to achieve a certain gestalt that can turn reality on its head. We're talking about the ability to twist time and send planets careening into each other at the slightest change in pitch.
That being said, the small brownish pellets I found on the counter this morning were only burnt pizza crumbs.

Friday, October 09, 2009

Tuesday, October 06, 2009

Suit up.

Grappling with the eternal question:

If you put pants on one anthropomorphized character, must you put them on all?

Saturday, October 03, 2009

I have a crush on every (hoplite) boy.

Now when radiant Dawn with bright eyes looked forth upon the high mountain-tops of Pelias, and the headlands of the tossing main were swept into clear view before the breeze; in that hour uprose Tiphys, and at once he bade his comrades go aboard and make ready the oars. And strangely did the harbour of Pagasae, yea, and Pelian Argo herself cry alound, urging them to set forth.

Apollonius Rhodius, Argonautica