If you need me, I'm on Facebook.

Well, actually, I'm not. Not as much as once before. I thought Facebook would end up killing blogs, and to a certain degree, it's helped mine trickle down to a few drippy posts here and there. 

Plus, I've been working like a hamster. Here's a photo of me, at my desk.

But good thing for me, I do love my job.

And carrots.

And, the smell of fresh cedar chips.

And hiding under the washing machine or in tight corners.

I also like running around in a squeaky wire wheel. 

But Facebook has become a very busy place these days. And sometimes, I'd rather just tweet a carefuly crafted one-liner on Twitter than ramble on anymore.

YES, lucky for you. But anyway ...

Hmm. I feel a back-to-blogfest coming on.

Right after a long winter's nap.

And maybe a few carrots.

Get your bearings.

This is fascinating.

The Neverland stuff, abandoned amusement parks, 

and much more

at bearings at www.terrastories.com

Illustration Friday : Cocoon

Happy Illustration Friday : "Ahead"

I try to stay ahead. I really do.

But.

When all else fails: Leaning always seems to help.

(I love Illustration Friday. Long-time stalker. First-time poster.)

Happy Charles Manson Day!

I don't think I'm doing Christianity a favor

by looking like Charles Manson

at one of his many parole hearings.

But lucky for me, for once, my naturally greasy forehead

will come in handy and take care of this in about,

oh,

2 hours.

Another thing I heard:

If you get lucky enough to get a huge cross like this then,

much like jury duty, you are exempt from doing it again for 10 years.

(It's true.)

PS: I'm giving up The Squatleys for Lent and moving to another apartment, and now I get to write about them for the next 40 days, even though I could most definitely go on about them for 90 days, easy.