The wheel in the sky keeps on turning.

Yes, the title of this post is a Journey song. I think I'm going to make all my posts' titles song references. Next up: Van Halen. Be ready.

I started this blog-thing, my plan was to post regularly. Kind of like a Wilfred Brimley of blogposts. Check your blog and check it often. (Anyone unfamiliar with Brimley's angry diabeetus commercials will fail to get the joke I just made.) Moving on. But I can't post things if I don't make thing and I haven't been in a making-things mood recently. Oh, and there's this school thing. Apparently some joker thought it'd be cool to pile on readings and assignments during my last semester, when they know that my time would be better spent watching TV and drawing dinosaurs (and maybe finding a job or something). But it's mostly the complete lack of creative urges. So, to the two people who follow (and are made of WIN), I'm sorry I suck.com. To make up for my slacking, I'm posting a boatload of things. 

I'm really into alligators right now. Mostly because they are super easy to draw and I have caught some flack for my plethora of dinosaurs. I'm trying to branch out while staying in my comfort zone of the reptile family. P.S. he just ate a frog, hence the "ribbit."

This is a little monster guy. My mom said he looks like a pickle or cucumber. My dad, on the other hand, said he looked like a tombstone. They are both weirdos. Clearly, this is a portrait of a French gentleman. I'm pretty sure he's staring at a lady's boobs right now. Because he's creepy like that. Eyes up here, buddy. 

I drew/painted this while watching an episode of Miami Vice. The episode was called "Smuggler's Blues" and Glen Frey from The Eagles was the guest star. It was pretty great. 

This is a potato monster. I like his teeth. I like pointy teeth, in general. If you'll notice I put teeth on most of my drawings, even if they aren't sentient beings. I wonder what that says about me. I drew him while I was  at work on scratch paper.

Here is another really creepy drawing. It's a dinosaur. I need to make another drawing of Lester (that's what I've named him, mostly because it rhymes with "molester") and give him a beer-gut. His combover is the best part about him, I think. 

So that's about it. I'll be better about posting in the future. I swear. Actually, don't hold me to that. I think my TV show is about to start.