Patty Draws

Almost forgot that's why I'm here.
Here on this blasted blog.
Here on this blasted planet.

To draw.

OH NO! NOT AGAIN!

You all know who THIS is don't you? That's right, only the sexiest, suavest, funniest, talented movie man to walk this planet. Oh , and don't forget, drunk dialer.
Yes, that's right, not once, not twice, but, oh probably at least 15 times has this
ex piece of work called me late night whenever he either
A: finishes work on a movie and wants to celebrate, or
B. just broke up with his current girlfriend.

I don't seem to recall a new movie of his coming out until late July so it MUST have been he broke up with his latest conquest.

It must have been ,cuz this is what happened last night:

2:00AM: Sleeping soundly in bed when disturbed by the late night call...
"Hullo?"
The smooth melodious voice practically purred in my ear..."Hey Babydoll, it's me, your love-boy!" long pause from me.."George? What the eff man....I"m trying to sleep".
"Oh baby I just wanted to call to tell you how much I've been thinking about you *hick*...and I want to come see you! I can fly out there and be there by tomorrow even!"

"George, you know we go through this every time you break up with someone, why do you persist?"

"Oh sweetie, you know you are the only one that understands me..in ways no one else can. you GET me!"

"Well, I got you ONCE, but I don't want to get it again.." *snicker*
"AWwww baby,c'mon I'm free and clear now, how many times can I tell you that she meant nothing to me at all. I see that now,NONE of them ment anything, so will you give US one more try?"
long pause.......I actually thought about it since lately my run of men has been
nothing short of challenging and frustrating, but then I thought better of it and
common sense brought me around...
" NO George, I really think we need to just lust after each other from afar,and leave it at that. o.k?"

The scream echoing from the phone woke my neighbor.
"Night George, be well my dear..."

I gently hung up and went back to sleep.

I expect another call in August...

song of the day: Who's Sorry Now.
food of the day: humble pie
mood of the day: spent

Popday

No, that's not me. But I DID do my hair/ makeup in the style of
Isabella Rosellini in honor of her birthday yesterday. ( Plus I needed to post
some sort of photo here so as not to totally bore you!)


The prerequisite greetings to dads deserving of such an accolade.

Happy Birthday to me ( a day early), last night marked the first foray out
in a long time. Designated driver Sage gamely escorted me and three other
sorry asses around to the local gothy club, where a rapidly altering me, was
cajoled with a birthday shot purchased for me by one previously mentioned
partner in that evenings crime. As the evening progressed conversations flowed, dances danced, and people watching became a bit fuzzy.

I do recall of course the futile efforts of an exquisitely dressed club kid/cum goth kid with a tender bend to dressing in the fairer of the sex's wardrobe, effort to get me out on the dance floor. Upon learning of my physical impediment of the night, leaned in and told me how beautiful I was, and asked sweetly "Can I kiss you?" Certainly! Followed by reassurances that I was special (s)/he proceeded to dance their glitter spattered heart out for me.

I also recall a boobie squeeze from an alley wall hugging drunk lady.
The best topper of course was a car full of all levels of inebriated people swinging by the late night Burrito place to get $3.99 breakfast burritos at around 2:00 a.m.

I hear by proclaim last night to be a successful pre-birthday bash fun night.

Even if I didn't get my birthday boink. Thank you very much. (You can owe me.You know who you iz) ;)


Music of the day: Ziggy Marley
food of the day: BBQ Pops day burgers on grill
mood of the day: weeeeeeee another fun day off!

Boy oh Boy..

..am I behind! I didn't mean to,
but the days got away from me. That's what happens when you have to readjust your
day to fit going INTO work. Changing sleep hours, when you eat etc...all bug me
for a few weeks until I acclimate. This also seems to include posting on a blog.

Here's a comic thing to look at. Have I posted that before?
Sorry I don't have anything else to show ,but right now is my character designs for
a Graphic Novel or a new comic strip series I have percolating in my widdle
brain-pan. EXCITING!

Also the book I did illustrations for, is going to press by next week if all goes well.
So at least there will be THAT little item for those of you needing a "PATTY " fix.
Update as I get more info on release date and ordering information.

Off to doodle and goof around. YAY for goofing!


music of the day: White Lies ( I know them well...)
food of the day: eggplant
mood of the day: hopeful but still broker than shit..buy something from
me willya?

It's BIG...

...and it's BLANK.
And it's all MINE!
MWAHAHAHAHA!!!!


Illness precludes me from accomplishing much today, but you will be mine.
OH yes Mr. Giant Sketchbook , you will be mine.

mwahahahaha


music of the day: bassnectar
food of the day: not much
mood of the day: tired of being ,well, tired

Woot!

Off for my first day back at work..and ,get this, it's NOT RETAIL!
WOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!
WOOOOOOOOOOOOOTY WOOT WOOT WOOOOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

Not that I have anything AGAINST retail mind you,but, it successfully beat MY lily white ass down to a bloody pulp, so I'll be having no more of THAT thank you very much.
The prospect of having Saturdays off is mind numbing to me.

Plus , there's an office kitty! Imagine that! NOT on my feet 9 hrs a day non-stop but
also an OFFICE KITTY! MWAHAHAHAH.So cute and cuddly fluffy, he already likes me. I see days of "kitty-in-the-lap" going on at my desk.


music of the day: the buzzy sound is back in my head
food of the day: digestives and a bit of cheese please
mood of the day: insomnia bit my ass last night so it's a bit muddled