Stupid Doodle Wednesday: Dick Joke

OK, technically, it might be better labeled a grammar joke.

You know, assuming we're not gonna get into a whole harangue about "joke."

From the Desk Of

I'm Here, I'm a Complex Carbohydrate, Get Used to It

Stupid Doodle Wednesday: Pleased to Meet Me

This is my response to an illustration challenge that was circulating around the Web sometime last year.

I wonder if these two could tolerate one another?

Sibling Rivalry

My sister, Erin, is pretty good at Scrabble.

Also a little competitive (it's in the family).

We're nearly out of tiles, and I just whipped up "zit" and "ta"--the latter of which is a particularly sorry excuse for a word, frankly.

But, better than putting me in the lead, it's tied us.

Now the pressure is on!

(I'm hoping she doesn't know that "trc" is, in a Mississippi dialect recognized by the American Heritage Dictionary, no need to check, a term for rocks worn smooth by glacial melt. Or, no, it's a small bird, similar to the grackle . . . or . . . )

It's Stupid Doodle Wednesday!

Hey, there, lingering Submariners!

I know, I know, it's been forever and a fortnight.

My bad.

Let me make it up to you by ushering in a whole 'nother thing: Stupid Doodle Wednesday!

Can you feel the excitement? Gosh, I hope so.

I'll throw these things up here every Wednesday, give or take. They may make later appearances in more complete or wholly altered forms. Who knows?

Drop a line with any polite suggestions.

And keep on keepin' on.

Why I Hate Halloween #3

OK, let's review: CHILD costume. Spider freaking GEISHA! [emphasis sensible human adult.]