WEEK SIX

I FINALLY took a vacation from work on this week. I went to the library and checked out about 30 books on animals and wildlife and locked myself in my apartment and just drew the entire time. It WAS AWESOME.

Here is a link to a small sample of what I did, alone in the darkness of my home: http://steelmerkin.blogspot.com/2011/10/harpy-eagles-and-other-animals.html

The J Henry J State Fair.  You must be 'This' hairy and fat of stature

to ride the rides. But if you cannot ride, Have fun at the heavy petting zoo,

or the have some hand over hand spun Cotton Candy. But Avoid the

Clowns.  ...Avoid them at all costs...

I put in a lot of hours in at work, and this summer was particularly

stressful and busy.  I did a couple weeks in June that were 120 hours

easily, and 80 hours a week was the average until the end of August

(no exaggeration) and when I was cleared to finally take vacation,

my heart grew three sizes that day and I may have started lactating

from sheer joy.  I drew this  standing up, dancing singing in my kitchen

(no exaggeration)... Then I collapsed and slept for 27 hours straight.

I call this one. 'ThoughtProccess."

Noticeable body transformations are starting to happen at this time.

Healthy Diet and Exercise actually is WORKING!

Weird I know...

From Right to Left:

Little guy on the right, is my Trouble making mischievous side.

Second from right is the Guy that is just happy to be there and is

willing to do whatever he needs to do to help and make people

Happy. Middle right is the Grumpy bad attitude Wilson, the super

Jerk, and is a punk teenager and really, really hates going to

Costco because of the people who just leave their shopping carts

all willy nilly blocking the isle just so they can get to their precious

fucking sample tray of microwaved frozen burrito pizza nibs. 

Moving on. Left Middle is My feminine side, and as you can tell

she is quite the looker.  Second from Left is more of what my daily self

is, Father, Provider, hairy... and Far left, is my Werewolf side,

the dark primal side that hopefully no one has to cross unless they

truly deserve to.

Who is the real Puppet? Who is the real Weirdo? And why am I wearing a tie?

These answers we may never learn.

Ok. I have been doing this hardcore Nerd thing, where I have been going

though all of the Friday the 13th Movies, and cataloging Jason Vorhees's

Kill counts and his highly creative weapons of choice. (the Machete is

definitely 'Go To' killing device, followed closely by the Meat Cleaver and

Butcher Knife.) And when I got to Jason X (part 10) I had not seen it since

I was 15. And wow. IT IS WITHOUT A DOUBT THE WORST MOVIE

I HAVE EVER SEEN. EVER. I would have gotten more out of just hitting

myself in the face with a snow shovel. A Snow shovel to the grill would

have made more sense... a lot more sense than this awful movie.