It's not about the house.

Sunday, November 18, 2007

For the Worms

Oh, if you’re a bird, be an early bird
And catch the worm for your breakfast plate.
If you’re a bird, be an early bird—
But if you’re a worm, sleep late.
—Uncle Shelby

I was only supposed to be playing picture games on Friday, but some folks were apparently having so much fun with it that the requests are still coming in. Never one to let my bleaders down -- especially when it comes to gratuitous humor -- here are a few lazy laughs for Sunday morning.

Whoops, afternoon.

For Jolie (not Angelina):

For Charlie (and even she might not get it):

For Everyone Who Asked:

A picture of me, holding my cat, who thinks he is a human baby and insists on being carted around the house on my ample hip.

You see? I do look like Chloe Sevigny. Exactly. And my face is always flawlessly made up, even when I'm braless in my held-up-with-baling-twine, two-sizes-too-big-for-me cK overalls.

And, finally...

For Robert:

Sir, your comment proves
Even if you don’t see them
Orange peels exist.


Charlie said...

can't read words...too...small

Shannon said...

RNA? Molar? Foot? I'm stumped.

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Charlie said...

tsk tsk tsk shan...
that is a protein, a zinc finger