Lately I have been speaking on wild things and stories, with a hints of spirituality and sacristy and somber overtones of sadness. I think what I need is some fruity nuance... yes, some silliness.
I really don't know what the boys call them, I say "battle cards" and they seem to know what I'm talking about. There are/have been hundreds over the past few years. I like them,
In absolutely no discernible order:
|Vapor - attacks with "Dark Slash"|
|Silgard - seems to be cursing|
|Sunflower - dances happily|
|hip luck - has an electric tail|
|VENIS - not what it looks like|
|Crock - dude's got a 90-point "skrach"|
|Slash - "evolves from slish"|
|creeper - creepy|
|Ripper - sings Sinatra on the side|
|Pip - sings opera, mostly Wagner|
|Crind - a Dead-head I once knew|
These are from a new, larger format, a full sheet of paper:
|Jack Hogwarts Widdow - "buckaner"|
|The requisite math - always show your work|
|Silver ian Dragoon - a Samari Musketeer|
|Z's requisite math.|
|Blue Ninja - just because he's cute.|
I would guess there was some sort of meaningful connection I could make between these images and story-telling or wildness, even sadness if you'd give me a minute or two. I could go on about respecting creativity and fostering it and nurturing it like the tender shoots that ...
Nope, I just want you to see how silly it all can be, or, perhaps, how simple it all once was.
Oh, I almost forgot...
... and a lunch survey:
Enough meat, good. Brown apples, not so good.
Something I heard a child say and it made me laugh:
"Did you know that Goldilocks lives in Iceland?"
No, I did not, but, that actually explains a lot...
Hey, thanks for stopping by, I mean that. I have some more stories to tell, but, I guess I didn't know how to tell them today. You know, a couple of weeks ago I would never have dreamed of adding as many images as I have today, but, right now... I don't seem to care. I guess this is where the wildness led me.