Late Night Rambles Part One

Another odd night filled with half-sleep.

Time to fire the sandman.

Aaand- up first is the whole sheet:

Except these aren't all on one page.

Soooo...uhm. Yeah, sorry about that.

Another lovely day here in the Rain Belt.

Ahh yes, giant star weekend.

A classic.

This is a more complicated doodle than what I usually put up here.

It's still a doodle to me so in it stays.

The doodle plays, man. The doodle plays.

(Yes the stretched out face is intentional. It's just a line doodle.)

 Little bird, going up!

And here's your daily science fact:

(gotta keep that ol' noggin sharp!)

You know you're ready to rock when you wear those kind of pants.

This one started out as a spiral.

Just seemed to form out of nowhere.

Teef and No Sleep

Apparently the theme for today is teeth and lack of sleep.

How these combine inside my head?

No idea.

Full Page looks pretty good.

Lots of movement on the page and too much overlap.

I had to get creative with the cropps.

(Of course all of this is very exciting, I'm sure.)

Ahh, Mr Energy.

Guaranteed to make you shake like an old poodle.

My yawns are actually this big.

Usually accompanied by sounds like- RRrreeOWWrrr>squeak!<

And now- enter the teeth!

Or, exit the teeth rather.

Oh yes, sweet pillow.

I hear your call!

This is me.

Waiting for the snow.

Still waiting.

This is just the truth.

I'm trying to help people out here.

HAHAHAHA!

I've never heard your amazing play with words before!

HAHAHAHA!

It's no secret that I love My Milk Toof.

But what about Incisor and Molar?

Teef want love!

This happens to me at the worst times.

This is what it sounds like when worms collide.

Or when one end finds the other end.

(Look, I told you I was up late. You were warned.)

Aaaaaand- I'm out.

Flippyside.

Rainy Party Trees

Let the Midnight Doodle shine the light on me.

(sing if you want)

Whole page is actually spread out nicely this time.

Ahh the beauty.

I always miss the best parts.

Weird all-seeing eye tree is go.

I repeat, weird all-seeing eye tree is go!

The beat- it calls to me.

Don't worry little cloud.

 

Ahhh the joys of cat ownership.

The fur.

The sucky slicky grooming noises.

The Poo Paw.

When you know it's time to party:

Oh God! My eyes!

I always wondered about those shows from the seventies.

What the hell was wrong with us back then?

Ahh yes, Burrito Man returns triumphant!

(squeak!)

Flippyside.