Tuesday, December 15, 2015


If you don’t want her to suck out all your baby’s blood, 
better arm yourself with a pig bone crucifix dipped in holy water.

Monday, December 14, 2015


You've got your father.
You've got your son.
And then you've got your hungry ghost.

Saturday, December 12, 2015


Mesopotamian ferryman. 
He plied the Hubur, river of the dead, 
long before Charon poled the Styx.

Saturday, December 05, 2015

Wumble Myzenry

Before its recovery at a Flagstaff grab bag booth, it was believed all graven images associated with the extinct Wumble-Myzen tribe of southern Chumbaio had been confiscated and destroyed in the great Native Art Purge of 1936. Unfortunately, we now know such was not the case.

Sunday, November 29, 2015

Saturday, November 28, 2015


He wasn't around much, so I
don't have a clear picture of him.

Thursday, November 26, 2015

Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Monday, November 23, 2015

Friday, November 20, 2015

no spoke

You can pick your nose
or you can poke your friends, but…
what the hell - 
you can poke your nose, too.

Tuesday, November 17, 2015


Another of Zeus’s rascally escapades was when he presto’d Eurymedousa into an ant and then proceeded to rape her. Thus begat Myrmidon, who was followed by an entire race of soldiers who blindly obeyed any order given them.

Saturday, November 14, 2015

Old Thrashbarg

Lamuellan priest who bows before the ineffable will of Almighty Bob.

Thursday, November 12, 2015

Obu Tanaka

So, you stumble. The next thing you know, you’re in mid-air, tumbling end over end. Apparently, you’ve gone over a cliff. What bum luck. But wait. You reach into your pocket and pull out your carved effigy of Obu Tanaka, protector of children, the insane, insane children, and cliff strollers. You gather your wits and summon the words to the incantation. “Mahominy frobish, spoorfit Tanaka.” And, wonder of wonders, you’re falling no more. Because you’ve hit bottom.

By the way, the correct wording is “Mahominy frobish, spaarfit Tanaka.”