Showing posts with label nephew. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nephew. Show all posts

Monday, April 06, 2009

HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA-HA







Recently, my little nephew Michael has started a crazy habit of laughing like Elmer Fudd. I'm not sure how much exposure he's had to Elmer (if any) which makes this phenomenon all the more curious.


Well, there's no sense is wasting an oppurtunity like this. I guess I'd better "Fudd-ify" my nephew:





So there you go.

Wait, do I detect the rolling of eyes and the exclamations of "aw, geez, not another one of those nephew posts"? If that's so, I'd like you to kindly get your child-hating arse off my blog. Thank you.

Saturday, November 22, 2008

More Nephew Drawings


Here he is in real life...


...and here's my rendering of him in pencil.  Yay!

That's it.




Oh, but one other thing.  Yes, I know the American election happened a million years ago already.  I would have said something at the time but I was waaaaaay too busy at work.  So, I'm saying it now.
Yes indeed, the good guys won.  Hooray!  But, of course, here's something we'll be hearing from all those sore loser McCain-iacs, Palin-istas, and any other assorted neo-con loyal Bushie types:


Okay!  Post over.

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Compare

Take a good look at the two pictures below.  One is of Stephen Colbert, the other is of my nephew, Michael.  There is one unmistakable similarity.  Can you see it?

Did you find it.  WHAT??!!  You didn't??!!  Unless your the ghost of Ray Charles there's no excuse for missing it.  Take another look.  Scan both of them pixel by pixel if necessary.

You're just not seeing it, eh?

It's not one of those stupid eye-distortion pictures from the '90's.  It should be absolutely 100% obvious.

Don't give me that look.  I know that look.  You do that every time.  You tell me it's "too hard" when really you're just too...

Oh, alright.  Here:


That's 
right.  That's the one thing my nephew and Mr. Colbert both have in
 common.  They both BEAR THE MARK!  (oh, and....... sorry things got so heated back there.... I get that way sometimes.  Are we still buds?)

Anyway, YES!  Both have the mark.  A 
mark that no mere mortal man would have.  The prophesy of such a mark has been told and retold through the generations.  Many ancient civilizations talk of "the frightfully asymmetrical head of doom" that will one day come and strike fear into the hearts of man and beast alike.

And lo, a son will be born onto earth.  He will appear as mortal as any man only one of  his ears will resemble that of a demon spawn.  When that son doth grow to that of a man, another will be born possessing the same demonic lobe.  Combined, their evil powers will bring about ruin and destruction for all.  Rivers will boil.  Mountains will crumble.  Cats will do it 'doggy-style' and dogs will do it 'kitty-style'.  And when all is still, Satan will rise up from Hades and laugh maniacally.
 

-Revelations : ........... trust me, it's in there.

It appears that the prophesy has come to pass.  Evil officially walks the earth as of this posting.  Though these men have not yet come in contact, they are upon the earth at similar times withi
n man's calander.  It is quite possible that they could meet, perhaps secretly.  The
n, when the moment is right, they could combine their powers and bring about an event similar to the coming Apocolypse only with much more of an intense searing pain (and possibly a little bit of cow tipping).
"What are we to do", you may be asking.  "Is there anywhere we can hide from this onslaught of destruction?"  You may also ask.  Well, the ancient ones do speak of an oasis of sorts.  According to their legends, underneath the tallest mountain, deeper than the furthest depths of the ocean, lies a po
rthole.  It is said that if one passes through this porthole one is telleported onto the surface of the moon.  Once there, the evil that walks the earth is more visible and therefore and easier target.  Somewhere on the moon's surface is a stone made of granite and zirconium.  If 10 of the most purest and righteous men touch that stone, it will emit a beam powerful enough to thwart Satan's children (or at least make them turn around and go "huh?")

You now what I think Iron Maiden said it best:


But, that is but a legend.  When the final days come and we must all fight against Colbert and Michael at their peak,  all we can do is offer them some Babe Ruth bars and hope for the best.

Ha ha ha!  No, neither of them are evil.  They just have funny looking ears is all.  I hope one day, they do become friends.




Tuesday, July 15, 2008

My nephew

There he is, Micheal Robert Germain Richards.  He was born March 30, 2008.  He's pretty much the best thing ever.

My sister (his mother) asked me to be a "guide partent" for him recently.  That's similar to a God Parent I'm assuming.  I of course said yes.  Unfortunately, geography prevented me from being there in person.  So, as a way of representing my presence there, I drew a caricature of little Michael and it was put on the pamphlet.

Here's how the back of it looked:

Blessing of Flower and Candle

The gardens of the world are full of many flowers, each different, each beautiful, and each unique.  May this flower remind us that our children are like those flowers. Each is different, each is beautiful, and each is unique.

There is much darkness in the world but many candles hold it back.  These flames bring light in the darkness, warm those that are cold, and light the way to truth.  May this candle remin

d us that our children are like those candles.  Each can be a candle in the world, bringing light, warmth, and truth.  – Adapted from a Unitarian service


"Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these.  I tell you the truth, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it”, and he took the children in his arms, put his hands on them and blessed them.  – Mark 10: 14-16


A baby will make love stronger, days shorter, nights longer, bankroll smaller, home happier, clothes shabbier, the past forgotten, and the future worth living for.  – Author unknown


Every child begins the world again.  – Henry David Thoreau


If one feels the need of something grand, something infinite, something that makes one feel aware of God, one need not go far to find it.  I think that I see something deeper, more infinite, more eternal than the ocean in the expression of the eyes of a little baby when it wakes in the morning and coos or laughs because it sees the sun shining on its cradle – Vincent Van Gogh


Caricature of Michael by guideparent, David Germain