May 07, 2007
Ah pods...lovely, lovely pods. The joyful anticipation, watching them
break open. The acrid smell filling your lungs as the inner membrane
tears. The momentary blur of some tentacled monstrosity flashing in
front of your face. The slight pressure drilling into your skull. And
the bliss. The sweet, sweet bliss of knowing you can serve the pod,
help the pod, feed the pod, and help others join the pod. |
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I tend to doodle. Over the years, I've accumulated lots of random
sketches of things, sometimes people, sometimes things, and sometimes
just abstract lines. The basic idea on these pages is for me to slowly
scan in highlights from my collection of random quick doodles. I also
am providing a place where I can explain what it is or what motivated
it or perhaps some reason why I'm not to blame. With the sketches of
people, their name may be hand-written, or there might be a talk title
provided, but I will tend to avoid providing full names. I don't mind
if people know who they are, I just don't want them coming up on search
engine hits, since that might be a bit rude.
Note that the images are PNGs with transparency. Mozilla and Firefox
properly render them. Safari too, I think. Internet Exporer doesn't.
I don't care.
If you want to see the image without the annoying blue-lined background
image, just click on the image.