(Click the image above -- or here -- for a larger version of the drawing!)

Yep.

when I die
I would like to be
cremated
and have my ashes
placed inside
a Dalek cookie jar

Hey all -- sorry for the lack of posts and e-mails lately! I have not forgotten about the people who have written to me in recent weeks and will try to get back to you shortly! 🙂 Also, hopefully you haven't noticed that I've upgraded the site to WordPress version 2.05, as everything should look about the same. HOWEVER, I did encounter some snags with this upgrade that I had not experienced before, so let me know if you see something that looks off! I think I've managed to fix the problem(s), but is possible that something else got changed during the update that I need to fool with and try to fix.

Anyway, since I don't think too many folks who come here also keep up with Scary-Crayon -- and since the last Dusty Plastic HELL: Hot Flash comic features my scowling visage (as opposed to the adorable Sharpie-rendered version) -- I've decided to repost it here. I was originally going to post here it as a quick blog entry or even an audio post, so it's only fitting... right? Enjoy!

Aaaand... happy holidays, minna-san!

Okay, here are drawings of two people that I promised to draw like over a year ago and have just now completed. See if you can guess who they are just by looking at the pictures without looking at the image titles! Running your cursor over the images and looking at the status bar (or clicking the images and reading the filenames) will let you know if you're right. Click the display picture(s) below for the larger and/or undithered images.

I'd like to say that I hope it was worth the wait, but there's no way that it could be because being drawn all goofy-like by me is in no way an exciting or memorable or life-changing experience. Still, in a feeble attempt to try and make up for the delay, I've also created individual pics with some additional details that will hopefully amuse today's models: (more...)

tonight I feel like dying
the stones have cracked my head
there's blood cascading down my face
and all I see is red

tonight I feel like dying
life's promises are lies
no hope, no smiles, no music
but my solitary cries

tonight I feel like dying
an end to misery
call me selfish, call me worthless
tell me what you think of me

tonight I feel like dying
I know that you don't care
I wish for loved ones at my side
but there is no one there