For Liam.

Inventor Of The HEIC File: "Maybe this will be what finally sends someone I'll never meet completely over the edge."

I do catastrophize too much, but in my defense, this is a catastrophe.

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I hate it when I uncover an ancient artifact that grants me extraordinary powers only to discover that I am now a pawn in an eternal cosmic battle between the forces of light and darkness

Looking at old paintings by the great commercial illustrators (Buell, Moran, Petty, Sundblom, Ballantyne, etc ) and I think what sets Elvgren apart, and why his profile remains so large isn't necessarily the skill with paint, or the poses--it's how beautiful his faces are.

Sketchbook tonight…

Festivus: still not funny.

Some guy outside 7-Eleven just tried to sell me “invisibility potion.” Nice try pal, I’m not falling for that again

One of my favourite shows of the year!

it was probably a mistake teaching him to read

Everyone's college experience should include a Morrissey phase. Here's an ink sketchbook drawing from my art college days at Sheridan College in Oakville Ontario. "Where is the man you respect? And where is the woman you love?"

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I shot a man in Reno for not wishing me a Happy Honda Days

My wife handed me a clean towel and asked me to “put it in its place.” So, I looked at it and said, “Don’t forget that you’re only a towel,” and I was reminded yet again of just how lucky this woman was to be married to me.

Every now and then you gotta blow up your life and then figure out how to make a new one.

In hindsight, it was a mistake to bring my family to Murder Island

Our artist group was permitted to create pieces reflecting the Advent story. They are on display in Common Ground at Circle Drive Alliance Church through Christmas. Since it has stayed pretty quiet, I hope those at Circle will stop by and take in the work the artists put so much care into.

This is so absurdly funny. I love it.

The people demand to know: what became of Scott “Skippy” Jessop?

Happy Thanksgiving!

The last of the original Garbage Pail Kids has died in custody

UPDATE: @donsparrow.bsky.social's bat-art in the hands of the winner, just to prove it exists IRL (as does Don) (I may or may not) superman86to99.tumblr.com/post/8011267...

There’s an acquaintance on Facebook I keep muting for a month, and it’s amazing how hard they hit my timeline when that month is up. Took your kids for supper at Hooters, did you? *Mute for another month*

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Sometimes people post stuff and call it obligatory but in reality it isn’t obligatory. You just wanted to post it.

Sometimes I paint.

Typical Saturday night. Drank 3 diet root beers and crashed my Segway into a parked car

Bob Seger will always have a place in our home.

Sometimes I feel guilty about the songs in my Spotify collection that I don’t delete, but often skip. Right now David Byrne is really getting skipped a lot. Sorry, David.

Once a week at my office they listen to Country music, and for me it almost rises to the level of torture. That awful twangy reimagining of Rebel, Rebel should be on trial at the Hague.

It’s an ugly world. Make sure you’re not making it worse.

Everyone on this plane is mad about my therapy scorpion

People just aren’t interested in huge news any more.

There is no section of the internet as blissfully and cruelly entitled as the comments below a comic convention announcement, of any kind.

I realize halloween is over but I just want to say "trunk ot treat" is stupid and a bad idea and this has nothing to do with the neighborhood teens locking me in my trunk.

At least this keeps happening to other people and not just me all the time.

Sometimes my kids practice piano and guitar at the same time in different rooms both audible from my bedroom, and to me it sounds like jazz. But the kind of jazz they played on that show Homeland, in that it sounds irritating and dissonant.

Legitimately one of the best days of my life.

FRIEND: It's called cauliflower. It's not ghost broccoli. ME: [taking a long drag on my cigarette] Listen kid, I know what I saw.

I love those little free libraries almost as much as I love those little boxes in front of people’s houses where you can take free mail.

I’m still coming to grips with how weird Bugsy Malone was when I was a kid. It doesn’t help that I watched it about fifty times on Superchannel.

I know I talk a lot about bad commercials, but that Haribo hockey ad is one of my least faves. Kid snippets ruined everything.

Hey Regina! I’ll be appearing at Regina Comic Arts Festival III later this month: Saturday, October 25, from 12:30 to 4:30 p.m., at the Regina Public Library, Central Branch (2311 12th Avenue). See you in a few!

Some things are worth the calories. Like wine gums, for instance.

I have letter to the editor this week in our local paper. Our community is, once again, facing a developer who wants to turn public, protected coastal land into a golf course. We've been here before. This time, it's shadier. And God knows it was shady last time. www.invernessoran.ca/top-story/co...

They did a new one in 2015, fingers crossed!!

8 Days a Week is by far my fave early Beatles song. Right up there for favourite overall.