son of the revenge of mediawest sketchbook (crossposted from journalfen)

Remember, kids - art deserves respect! A clean, well-ordered workspace is vitally important to, um, to...oh hell, here's a bunch of crap piled next to the bar. Kitty you've met already. Large and intricate watercolor of Dr Zoidberg that makes me wonder if our house doesn't have a gas leak or hallucinogenic mold. L'il carved rubber stamps (you can see Stewie from Family Guy and John Doe's scar sigil thingie) bagged and tagged, and a sketchbook with the Gentlemen from "Hush" in colored pencil on the front.

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So not only is OOTP coming, but Amazon kindly shipped The Big Kerplop starring The Mad Scientists Club.

Well okay.

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V. strange dream. I was in a discount store, like a Wal-Mart or Shopko only smaller. In among the usual stuff they had a glass case with a live ostrich in it. I was very irate because the case was entirely too small for the poor thing, and it barely had room to turn around.

Went to look for someone to complain to, and one of the aisles was blocked by a clerk who was showing off a giant pangolin on a leash. I mean, this thing was a good six feet high, and they were trotting it around for the kids to annoy. It looked completely miserable.

I'm pretty sure there aren't giant pangolins, but that's beside the point.

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I have just studied many photographs, news reports, and other documents attesting to the existence of pangolins. I am afraid, however, that they are simply too fantastic, and I must conclude that there is in fact no such beast. They are unreal, like elephants and those bugs that look like sticks with eyes.

Thank you for your attention.