why the hell do i keep waking up so freaking early on the weekends!?!!?

do you remember back in high school, how they started selling these t-shirts at art supply warehouse (and i'm sure at other stores, too) that said fun witty art things like "good art shouldn't match your couch" and "don't drink and draw"?

that last one's interesting. why aren't you supposed to drink and draw? when you drink and draw, you get shit like this:



this my friends, is two attempts at drawing what tv looks like when i take of my glasses. the good eye, last time i asked, is about 20/400 without glasses. so it really does kind of look like this. on the left, those three big circles are people on the snl monologue. and the big wavy line on the right is obviously a time machine being towed by a hermit crab.

also found the following upon review of last night's watch-better-luck-tomorrow-again-while-drinking-and-doodling sketchbook pages: a large hall monitor throwing up on the floor and my thoughts on football, nail biting, and the commercials for the new billy bob thornton flick.

and couch shopping has started up again, cross your fingers!

also, part 1 of the bakestone experiment (cooking fish on it) went really really well. easily the best fish i've ever cooked. today part 2, making cookies on the bakestone, takes place. and if they taste like fish i'm demanding my money back.

this action packed weekend continues with me going to the grocery store, the laundromat, and the bathroom.