Saturday, April 11, 2009

I am a bad blogger. Bad.

I've been scrambling for freelance work and I've finally hit my stride, so that's good.

Now, blog:

Ruby was playing dress up today with... a crutch.

She was putting on scarves, underwear and old baby clothes on this crutch.

Here's her monologue: "Yes, don't worry Mrs. Jones... our clothes will cover your boobies AND your vagina. Our clothes are very good."

I am working on an animated short, starring none other than our good friend the Nude Fat Man Eating Cookie Dough. A commercial producer friend of mine forwarded Mr. Nude's entry on to an animator, and he's a fan. So we developed a six minute script, and it looks like it's happening.

Which terrifies me. I don't know why. But it does.

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Blogger said...

You are a bad blogger! BAD BASTARD! (Do you and your wife walk around the house worrying out loud if her clothes will cover her boobs & vagina?)
Your kids kill me.

12:46 PM  
Anonymous leakin' lena said...

I was concerned about the quality of my clothing and now, at last, I can rest in peace. My clothes, no matter how shabby and unhip, do cover my boobies and vagina. Thank goodness for that. May the Nude Fat Manlive on in infamy!

3:12 PM  
Blogger HelenWheels said...

Gawd, that is hilarious. Reminds me of the time my niece decided my new name was "Aunt Poop." I've been a baaaad blogger.

Hey congrats on your collaboration with Nude Man! That rocks, and I can't wait to see the outcome!

4:05 PM  
Blogger ren.kat said...

I have been away from your blog for too long. Now I have a stitch in my side from laughing and that means an excuse not to mop the kitchen floor...

7:14 AM  
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