scottobear | Personal entry with the most empty eye-sockets and unusual headwear, ever!

Frightening dreams last night. Newton (as he was as a kitten... no more than three pounds, tops) was running around the house (not any one I've ever lived in) and there was some sort of party going on... lots of food being prepared. Newt's bouncing around, being generally nosy, and he touches an oven surface burner-coil with his paw. He's okay, so I sweep him up, take him to another room and make him stay there, because I don’t want a potentially dangerous repeat performance. Somehow or another, he gets out, goes back to the oven, and gets electrocuted...I don't know why, but he turns into a stack of steaming multicolored post-it notes. This doesn't seem absurd in the dream... I'm stricken with grief until I wake up, and Newt's there, snuggled close. Strange mixed feelings in that split second, of relief and confusion.... I feel good now, because I know he's safe, sound, and not an electrocuted stack of lightly-glued paper.

Is it wrong of me to delight in a Zombie Abe Lincoln shredding the inside of his crypt... clawing his way free, in search of brains to devour? I bet my sweetie'd be quite adept at kicking zombie booty...The shotgun would take a zombie head right off. Minimum fuss.

Rustboy looks wonderful. I really dig low-budget cool-as-heck animation stuff like that.

The weather has become quite a bit cooler, overnight. Low of 73F... nice! Looks like my connection dropped at about 1am this morning. I hope my beloved remembered her jacket today!

Something I'd have done as a kid...(who am I kidding... or I'd do now) JC Penney is marketing a modified Barbie Dream House as a GI Joe "Forward Command Post." Little boys can play house, so long as the house in question is part of an overall street-by-street urban combat scenario. (from boing boing)

More doodles...

Flying Carpet! My personal bias for flying carpets is for those that bend a little for lower back support, as shown here. Hooded Evil Cloak/bathrobe is optional.

Flying Carpet! My personal bias for flying carpets is for those that bend a little for lower back support, as shown here. Hooded Evil Cloak/bathrobe is optional.

Cycling Jack O'Lanterns... I like the scary nighttime one the best.

One-eyed pirate skull... or.. Polly's revenge. Having one's eyes pecked out by birds. Owie.

a monocular Viking and his ship. what's with sailors losing eyes? I think they should have protective goggles or something.

Newt wearing the cpap... not to scale... and no...he doesn't wear it.

The word of the day is sombrero. Why? It's a sombrero! It’s a cool word! Ole'!

Why did I make a KMA piccie? I'm not really feeling that way... I just thought a tush-wagging was funny.

Random Scotto factoid - My Dad hung out with Marvelous Marvin Hagler, sparred with him frequently at the local YMCA, and got Doughnuts and Coffee in the morning at the nearby place that would eventually become a Mister Donut. Somewhere lost in time and space there are photos of Hagler and me together. I'm about a year old. (Side question... Why are all the freakin' Mister Donut Sites on google for the Japanese or Franchises?

Ah, I've found the solution.. in 1990.. Dunkin' Donuts acquired it. I still like the Mr. Donut face logo better.

Let's see, Marvin Hagler Hosted SNL, as did Kevin Bacon. So I'm two degrees. Anyone who knows me is three degrees removed.

Another random Scotto factoid - I don't know what the big whoop about Krispy Kreme is. They're neither fecal nor ambrosia to me. Just messy little doughnuts.