Knock! Knock! Who’s there? Oh, it’s only friendly Kid Skeleton, here to collect your offering to the mountain dwellers. What’s that? You’re new in town and didn’t know you were supposed to provide an offering? Tsk, tsk. Kid Skeleton does not seemed pleased with your lack of offering. If he does not return with an offering from every person in town, the mountain dwellers will punish him. This punishment was meted out to Kid Skeleton once before when he was unable to obtain an offering from one house, many years ago. Do you want Kid Skeleton to be punished again because you do not have an offering ready? Of course not. Quickly, scrounge up whatever you have. Leftovers from dinner, your father’s gold watch that you were saving for your son, that videotape you made when the kids were out of the house, whatever you have of value, give it over. It certainly doesn’t seem like a lot, piled in the floor like that, but it’s going to have to suffice. Keep your fingers crossed that the mountain dwellers are happy with this offering. If they are not, they will punish Kid Skeleton and he will return to punish you.
Tag Archives: abstract ideas
Day 307: Vertigo
Day 301: Candles
Day 294: Scrumdidilyumptious, part 2
Here’s the final version. I originally envisioned a much more colorful piece with each little piece being colored separately. I got about a quarter of the way through and realized it just wasn’t working, so I stepped back and tried something else, and this is what I ended up with. Still like it, but I think I prefer the pen-and-ink version from yesterday the best.
Day 293: Scrumdidilyumptious, part 1
Day 291: Posted Post
I was supposed to post a post so I posted a posted post.* Also, there was a post once before about a Posted Notice. That post is different from this post.
*All proceeds from the posting of this post will go to the Nicholas Adams Posting Post Fund who is completely responsible for this posted post.
(In case you were wondering, “post,” or a variation thereof, was used 16 times. That’s a lot of times to type the word “post,” or a variation thereof. Seventeen, now. Oh, and no, I’m not counting “po–er, the word, or a variation thereof, in the image over there. If I did, it’d be 22.)




