Ask, and You'll Get Stuff!

One of my favorite blogs to read is Lucky Pork, though I don't know if "read" is really the right word. A silly picture, a caption of a hundred words or so (or sometimes no caption at all), which are together guaranteed to make me smile. Or snort. Because yes, I am exactly that demure.

Here's a random example, just to give you an idea:

Friday, September 28, 2007

a little too honest

I went out with some friends last night for a little happy fun. My friend Tracy told me that she doesn't like the lady that sits in the cube next to her at work so she farts and then points her fan in her direction. Sometimes i don't really want my friends to be that honest with me.

You see? You see what I'm telling you? Snort!

Okay so anyway, a couple months ago I asked this blogger-person (I have come to call her, endearingly, PorkPie) how she makes her pictures. She said she draws them by hand in black ink, then scans them in and colors them on the computer.

Time passed...

Then I got the nerve to ask her if she kept the originals, and if she did, could I have one. She said yes! Any one I wanted! All I had to do was choose!

Time passed...

I had a lot of fun looking through her archives. I made a list a mile long of favorites. I made another list of ones I didn't want (witness the above, for instance). But I could not winnow it down. I couldn't choose.

Time passed...

Finally, a few weeks ago, she posted a picture of herself and a donkey she met on vacation, and she implied that one or the other of them may have been slightly drunk.

THAT'S IT!!!!!!!!

(Sorry for the Lucy Van Pelt moment. Maybe it's the cartoonishness that put me in that frame of mind.)

So I gave her my address and she sent me not just that original ink drawing...

...and not just also the colorized version...

...but plus also an original little doodle that she whipped out just for me!

Well, for me and Johnny. Which is why they aren't hung yet. Because we're having a little disagreement about where they ought to hang. He wants to put them all together in the living room, and I want at least one of them in my office to provided me with convenient snorts as necessary.

We'll sort it out eventually, of course. I suspect I'll win because, well, any compromise is really a win for me in this one, right? But maybe not. He's been really good to me lately, and maybe I will just decide to let him have his way.

I will tell you this for nothing, though: she seems to have spilled something on the envelope, so Johnny thinks we ought to frame that, too...

... but we will not.

Thanks, PorkPie!