WEEK FOUR

week four. Started a diet on week four. And wow, after eating sugars and sodas and drinking cakes and cookies for  the last ten years... The withdrawals I experienced  were awful. Every headache I have ever had and will ever have were rolled into one three day long headache. But, eventually it passed. And My diet continues, with high success I must say.

 I was watching this TV show on the Discovery Channel about the menace of

Wild Boars in America. They are destructive bad piggies. And they can get HUGE,

and as mean as a grizzly bear.

 We got fancy new one cup coffee maker at work. It is awesome. BUT. When all

of the unflavored coffee runs out, the Women in the office all buy and enjoy the awful

flavored coffees. Double Pumpkin Vanilla Spice French roast, Toffee Vanilla Crunch

Breakfast Blend, Caramel Vanilla Dirt Cafe, Apple Cider Vanilla old Boots Blend,

Turpentine Vanilla Colombian Bold. etc etc...

 Wilson and the Sphere of Omens. Sadly the Sphere of Omens

did not have high hopes for My Kansas City Chiefs. And it was right,

They were beat down pretty good by the San Diego Chargers 20 -17.

(it was not as close as the score indicates.)

 So, this is clearly Photo real. But I assure you it is only a drawing. This is a reminder

of where I started before my diet and exercise. I am tired of my knees hurting from

my over size Hocks and swaying Front Butt.

 This was the best I could do to represent the headache

I was experiencing while attempting to draw with

the headache I was experiencing.

 This is a representation of what I may look like after the

first of the year after three months of serious diet and exercise.

I may become and underwear Model for Sears and Roebucks.

I am a glass half full kind of guy, and this is what my eternal optimism looks like.

WEEK THREE

Nothing here quite as shocking as the end of week two, but some weird stuff at least. Well... not much else is as shocking as that. But records are made to be broken.

Renders at work and deadlines put the screws to me on this day I remember

quite well. And we have... we had, a Foosball table, and it ws awesome.

We were taking quite a few breaks and getting some serious Foosball on.

I think that is why it was taken away. But on this night, my team took every

game. But the failing renders and crashes were taking little bits of my soul.

 Ice cream: The forbidden Fruit.

 This was the day that my Father and other members of my family,

went to spread my Grandfathers ashes up at the family cabin. I was

so bummed out that I could not go... but I needed to be at work.

BUT, if anybody would have understood I could not be there because

of work, It would have been Grandpa Lynn. 

Along the way sometime ago, I was given a bottle of whiskey from

Grandpas house. 'A little Something Special.' (google it) the bottle is

older than I am, and it is indeed something special. But now it tastes like

bad cologne and kerosene.  But I had one to the Memory of one of the

greatest men to ever walk the earth: Lynn Grove Hardin.

During these self portraits, Dr. Ciacco and Andy were also

partaking in a week of drawings, Andy had to draw tigers for

a week, and Brett was doing self portraits as well. And Brett

was talking a little trash telling us we were lagging behind because

he had finished his first that evening. And Andy fired right back with

"Tiger is gonna come sing opera to your Mother. You better buckle up Chucky!"

I have not laughed as hard in quite some time. Thank you Andy.

At work, we drink a lot of coffee, and going on a coffee run is a sacred event.

And we got into coming up with all kinds of colorful things to ask if we wanted

to go on a coffee run. 'Throw Java in our Mouth Holes' is a crowd favorite.

Oh yeah. I grant wishes. 

Not having the luxury of Top Ramen as a Child (My Mother would never

allow such things, the only times as a kid I EVER got to have Ramen, was

 at my dear friend Sully's house) Now that I am an adult and I make grocery

shopping decisions, I regularly purchase and worship Top Ramen.

Take Heed.

WEEK TWO

Week two, where the wheels came off of the weird. And How. I made it an entire week, sketching every night at this point, an accomplishment I had not done since my time in College.  Again, these are merely warm ups for a longer drawing session. BUT. Sometimes more time and effort would go in... as you may find out.  If you have a weak stomach, or are easily offended. Turn back now. ...But if you have made it this far... I will pray for your soul.





Bean Bag with a Drawing arm. Andy went to the ComiCon

and found that Comic book artist's must sacrifice much to obtain

pure drawing skill. One of those things is physical activity. By drawing

 that much, you eventually become just a bean bag with a drawing arm. 

I want that skill.





Well, after a week of drawing every night. I collected on my Coke.

It was the best coke I ever had.  






This is the turning point. Testing the waters of weird. Not quite

sure what this one means, but I have some guesses.





Doughnuts at work usually go down two at a time.  I have what doctors call

'A bit of a weight problem.'





Wally Dinn Dinn, man with the Chin. Name comes

from the mind of Dr. Ciacco





A Fungi Forrest of Wilsons.  Be wary of cool dark over-caffeinated establishments, 

or you may find a run of these... and I am not so sure that is a good thing. 

Yes, those are Just Mushrooms.







Ok. Here it is. This came from watching the NAT GEO channel.

A village in the Amazon hunt Monkeys, but sometimes, they keep

orphaned baby monkeys, and they have women in the village who

breast feed them along side the children. This woman had a babe on one

 teat, and a monkey on the other. And that image was burned into my

psyche.... forever. Just as this image will stay with you.