Sardines
A birthday card I drew for Dad. He loves seafood, so I drew him the sardines which were the star of that night’s meal. I just drew them a little fresher than they were when we met them.

A birthday card I drew for Dad. He loves seafood, so I drew him the sardines which were the star of that night’s meal. I just drew them a little fresher than they were when we met them.

My friend Chad suggested I write a post about my business strategy. Since I do everything anybody tells me, here goes:
Any more bullet points than this would just be ridiculous.
I don’t have an image to go along with this one, so I’ll give you an unrelated one from the archives:

There you have it! Ten years of office experience in a nutshell. Chad, are you happy. ARE YOU HAPPY CHAD.
Incidentally, Chad has some blogs and books all his own. Allow me this plug, as he’s always been kind to me:
https://www.blogger.com/profile/08852674870506731426
He has a dark sense of humor and an extraordinary working vocabulary and some kind of potato fixation which I haven’t quite figured out yet. He taught me everything I know about poetry, which I promptly unlearned. I wish you luck if you go into the viewing gallery of this man’s mind. You’re going to need it.