Wednesday, December 31, 2008

WAH and art (sort of)

First, a comment by Nna Yram (aka, Hsum - not her real names) on yesterday's post made me realize that I need to clear up why I was able to spend Monday buying bread in an obscure small town on the coast, watch an amazing sunset, and then spend the evening standing in line to watch a 17-piece band play one of the most obscure Beatles songs ever (Flying).

The company I work for extremely grasciously shuts down for the week between Please Buy Anything and Everything Day and the end of the year. This means that I am off this week and most of last week. This also means that I am free to do all those nagging chores around the house that I have been putting off because "I just don't have the time."

Or I would be free to do those chores, but dang it, I've got work to do at home (WAH) during this break. This is work that I have gotten behind on due to my dabbling in other things when I'm actually at work.

So I set up a large folding table in the bedroom, set up two computers on it, and added all of the WAH essentials I need to be productive. (My word but my hair is geting thin on top. I'm now second-guessing that decision to get a haircut last week - never mind the pony tail; I really need that hair to get a comb-over going.)

In any case, I am being extremely productive. (Although that is mostly due to the lack of bowl games on broadcast TV - the first one is coming on in five minutes. Kansas plays today on an extremely obscure cable channel so I will have to follow it on the internet. Go Jayhawks!)

Now, about this drawing. Darci wanted to draw a picture of me. But then she started getting all "arty" on me. "OK, now I'm going to draw your ears" she said. "Great! Make them really big" I replied. And she made the smallest ears I have ever seen. "I need a beard" I said. She added whiskers over my whole face, including my forehead. "Now for your fingers" she said. "Cool! I'd love eight of them on each hand" I cheerfully exclaimed.

So she drew an angry squiggle on my right hand. "What's that?" I asked with a bit of worry in my voice. "A fierce animal is biting your hand" she said with a twinkle in her eye. "Well then, I don't think I would be smiling."

That circle sort of thing around my mouth is me screaming.

I made a note to myself to not make this kid angry in the future.

That's it - move along...


DAK said...

Try as I might, I can't make out which cartoon book you are reading while you, uh, I mean, well, of course you're working, but...

As far as the top of the head thing goes, big deal. And to do a good comb over, you have to move to Fort Lauderdale. So you didn't need the pony tail.

Go Jayhawks! (Who are they playing? SF State?)

notthatlucas said...

DAK - Ft Lauderdale is right out, so I guess I will wear hats. (Or invest in Rogaine - a commercial came on while I was typing that part of the post. Must be a sign.) The cartoon book is a highly intellectual Mad Magazine. The Jayhawks are playing Minnesota in Arizona. They last played each other in 1973, and the Jayhawks won, but I'm pretty sure most of the players from then are still playing.

mary ann said...

Well, obviously Darci will be an artist when she grows up. I don't think IDT was the fierce animal, do you? You work too hard...