Thus revealed, the creature buried its nose in the tire-tilled soil...
June 4, 2004
Raw eggs in oyster shells with Raul Julia.
Category: Dreams … Meme

Okay, should have another Scary-Crayon article for you sometime later today, and believe me when I tell you that it's shaping up to be really scary stuff. But to temper the horror, I'll probably throw up another Crayon Haiku as well.

So, how 'bout them dreams? I just had a rather strange one. I attended some sort of a party where they were serving all sorts of weird dishes -- among which were raw eggs in oyster shells and creme-filled chocolate cupcakes topped with cheese -- and ended up discussing the miseries of high school (in a general sense) with two former classmates and Raul Julia. The odd thing (besides everything else)? I didn't attend high school with either of them -- middle school for one and elementary school for the other. I run into the elementary school classmate from time to time around these parts, so it makes sense that I'd remember him, but I'm surprised I remembered the middle school one at all -- I can't even recall having thought about her once since, er... probably sometime around middle school. Weird. I hope Raul Julia gets more dream cameos, though -- at least in my subconscious, he seems like a fun guy.

Aaaand having finished that Cyber Shredder project, I think I'm going to start work on a drawing of Terra. Maybe I'll get together an artwork page and post more of my drawings on there as well. I did scan some really old ones a few weeks ago that are at the very least... amusing. And I came across an old comic that I drew as well! So I'm thinking maybe I'll draw updated versions of some of my original characters in there. That would be fun. And of course, I need to try penning a few more stories (and giving the older ones another go)... *Sigh* These among other things.

Anyway, quiz time!

Take the quiz: "Which Random Irish Gaelic Phrase Are You?"

Ta mo bhriste tri thine...?

Ta mo bhriste tri thine -- 'My trousers are on fire.'

You're a few bricks short of a load, aren't you? You're probably not allowed to use sharp objects and you should be locked in a rubber room. With Rubber rats. Rubber rats? I hate rubber rats. They drive me crazy. Crazy? I was crazy once. They put me in a rubber room. With rubber rats. Rubber rats? I hate rubber rats...

So yeah, SC updates hopefully later today. For now, ja.

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