75 Year Old Batman may be Senile but He's Still Got Gadgets
Dear Director,
A longtime supporter of the various Arkham Treatment Facility, Mr. Bruce Wayne is treated with the utmost care. Mr. Wayne's is a complex case. He is suffering from multiple psychological issues that, we think, arise from living under the public eye for so long. Of course, we all know the Bruce Wayne of days past-that billion dollar playboy. In and out of the tabloids and newspapers, Mr. Wayne was constantly under public scrutiny. It is our belief that such a long standing relationship with the public eye in such a negative light has created what we can only refer to as neurotic episodes of paranoia and delusions of grandeur.
Mr. Wayne has upon repeated occasions broken out of his room during night hours, donned a makeshift costume and crept through the halls doing what he calls "stalking". It seems, as sad as it is, that Bruce Wayne believes that he is the Batman (the costumed vigilante that once caught criminals in Gotham City proper).
It would be wrong of me not to note that Mr. Wayne has a tremendous amount of physical damage to his body. Most of this shows itself in the form of scarring, evidence of poorly mended broken bones and a general lack of any cartilage in any of his extremities. It seems that Mr. Wayne may have been hiding these psychological problems from the public for some time.
Further observation is needed. Thank you sir.
-Dr. Bill Main
This is a crazy T-Shirt graphic!
- I worked up this graphic this week. It's an odd bird that is inspired by the graphics of 1960's hot rod and surf culture. This dude is in the zone, shredding the waves in full beast mode. This was a self started project that started as a sketchbook drawing. Those tend to be the funnest pieces I work on. I'd love to get some shirts pumped out from this guy!
Pre-Final Drawing
Getting Frustrated
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I really have no witty segue into this so I'll just jump right in.
I have a couple close friends who have been battling terminal cancer this year. In both cases, the disease came on really quickly and has been super aggressive. With multiple treatments, diet changes etc, the cancer just seems to keep coming.
Our one friend, Stephanie, who's husband I worked with at Trader Joe's and became fast friends with, just passed over the weekend. Their battle with this disease was at once painful and really encouraging. They were always hopeful, never blaming God for their trouble and always being the ones encouraging others to see things the right way. It's been a real testimony to what real faith does in crappy circumstances.
These are the times when our dependence on Christ (for those who identify as Christians) becomes either stronger or tossed to the wayside. I've see awesome things go on in my friends' lives by way of God's faithfulness. Their faith and endurance has been on total display to my wife and I. They've just displayed a real selfless commitment to each other and the people around them. Their hearts have been joyful in the midst of terrible pain. Humor hasn't left them either.
I'm still feeling frustrated at the actual disease even though I've seen such a clearly good way of going through it displayed by my friends. I know there are better ways to deal with my frustration, but in a way, this still seemed appropriate:
I really have no witty segue into this so I'll just jump right in.
I have a couple close friends who have been battling terminal cancer this year. In both cases, the disease came on really quickly and has been super aggressive. With multiple treatments, diet changes etc, the cancer just seems to keep coming.
Our one friend, Stephanie, who's husband I worked with at Trader Joe's and became fast friends with, just passed over the weekend. Their battle with this disease was at once painful and really encouraging. They were always hopeful, never blaming God for their trouble and always being the ones encouraging others to see things the right way. It's been a real testimony to what real faith does in crappy circumstances.
These are the times when our dependence on Christ (for those who identify as Christians) becomes either stronger or tossed to the wayside. I've see awesome things go on in my friends' lives by way of God's faithfulness. Their faith and endurance has been on total display to my wife and I. They've just displayed a real selfless commitment to each other and the people around them. Their hearts have been joyful in the midst of terrible pain. Humor hasn't left them either.
I'm still feeling frustrated at the actual disease even though I've seen such a clearly good way of going through it displayed by my friends. I know there are better ways to deal with my frustration, but in a way, this still seemed appropriate:
Love Cat
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Sooooooo...my wife goes through this pretty much every day.
Sooooooo...my wife goes through this pretty much every day.
I hear about how the cat is constantly up in her business constantly so I thought I'd document it for posterity. Check out and follow my wife's blog to see what she was trying to work on!
We barf because we love…
It’s not an uncommon thing to say that everyone shows love in their own way. In fact, I’m sure that love looks different in different parts of the world. Yet I sure can’t understand why we have people use the term “love birds.” Um, people, have you seen birds take care of each other? They literally vomit into each other’s mouths. INTO THEIR MOUTHS! Ahem..uh forgive me my friend…just had to get that out.
My wife had a parrot when she was growing up that would fling her deliciously regurgitated nuts and millet up and fling it all around her room. Then she would stare at you with her love eyes and go, “Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiwiwiwi” in a soft voice. She only knew one word, her name. Kiwi. Kiwi lives at the in-laws house. Just for the record, she lives there because of our crazy bird blood-craving cats and not because of my callous, vom-hating heart.
At any rate, I wanted to make a card for all you lovers out there and somehow it got synthesized with my feelings about Kiwi regurgitating on me. Here you go!
You can go right ahead and order one or five thousand of these or my other cards over at my Etsy shop.