I think we can all acknowledge by this point that I love a good pun. I can’t help it! Good word-play, however groan-worthy it actually sounds once the joke is made, makes me tick. Manipulation of the English language into humorous forms is just plain awesome. And it is often really hard to explain when trying to teach it in another language.
Oh, there are puns incorporated into humor in other languages too. It isn’t that uncommon to see a joke confusing ‘hana’ (meaning flower) and ‘hana’ (meaning nose) in Japanese, for example. But trying to explain how, ‘A horse walked into a bar and the bartender said, ‘Why the long face?” is funny to someone who doesn’t natively speak English and isn’t aware of the cultural context surrounding the traditional role of the bartender-as-therapist in Western culture is something else entirely. Even after explaining how the joke works, even in English you’re likely to still ask why someone let a horse into a bar anyway. Surely that violates a health code or two.
So yes. I make no apologies for my pun today, groan-worthy and lame as it might be. Puns may not be the height of humor, but they’re still pretty awesome to me.
It could be yarn, it could be rope… hell, I think it could even be spinach-infused spaghetti in pesto sauce. Either way, I think it’s cute, and that’s all that really matters, right?
I decided, at some point, as I was sketching this, that the kitty would be a Siamese. I have two kittens of my own – one is a blue Tortoiseshell, and the other is a medium-haired lynx-point Siamese cross. Penny (the lynx-point Siamese cross) is probably the least likely cat I know to end up in a situation like that, and yet… she became my spokes-kitten anyway. Despite the fact that my other cat (her name is Lolita, in case you were curious) is just about the most likely to end up like that. I swear, I’ve never met a more natural bondage-kitty. She likes to get herself tangled up in everything!
And they lived happily ever after. Aww!
I had this thought yesterday, and I could not help but want to draw it out as soon as I thought of it. You see, I have a friend. She loves dinosaurs. I have several other friends who like unicorns. So naturally a combination of the two would be adorable, right? I figured that a dinosaur and unicorn hybrid probably already existed in the creative mind of some other individual/s out there (how could it not?), but I had to draw it anyway.
But I had a problem – an ever so slight one. What to name this mystical creature? Unisaur? Dinocorn? Dinosauricorn? Obviously the last two were better, but as soon as I said them in my head, the thought of a dinosaur made of corn could not be shifted! Thus, ‘Dincorn meets Dincorn’ was born.
On a slight side-note, my Facebook fan page now has over 100 likes! I am incredibly stoked to have met that milestone. Hopefully that number can keep moving up, and I can shoot into internet stardom, hey? *grin*
I was contacted just a few days back with a request:
“Kat – would you be OK with me getting a tattoo of your Zombie Jeebus. I know it is unlikely you would ever find out but I would feel shitty if I got it done without at least asking permission from the artist!”
My response was an instant ‘Hell Yeah!’ quickly followed by a ‘But please send me a picture so I can put it up on the site, ok? I wanna see it!’
Talk about being stoked – I love my Zombie Jeebus, and the fact that someone would want him on them for life is just awesome to me.
Well, a few days have passed, and David (hope you don’t mind that I’ve used your first name here) has gotten tattooed – apparently this was the quickest he’s ever gone between seeing something, immediately knowing he wanted it as a tattoo, and getting it done. I’m really flattered.
Just in case you’ve come in late and want to see the originals, Zombie Jeebus was first found in the post ‘Zombie Jeebus wants You!‘ then quickly followed up with a touch of colour in “What to do if faced with a Zombie Jeebus‘. The tattooist did a great job of converting it to ink on flesh, don’t you think?
Thanks for asking to get Zombie Jeebus as a tattoo, David. Your email with the photo of the finished tattoo today just made my day.
Urgh! I’ve been trying to upload this picture for over a week, but my uploader was not working properly. Luckily, I’ve gotten it to work right again!
My in-laws have alpacas. They’re sweet, they’re adorable, and they look so cute covered in fluffy fluffy wool. I’m even getting some of the fleece from the recent shearing to try my hand at felt-making. Won’t that be fun?
I think alpacas are an under-appreciated animal, all in all. Ok, so it might just look like a small llama, but doesn’t that make it even more cute? After all, a toy dachshund is even cuter than a regular dachshund, a miniature pony has a greater ‘awww!’ value than a draft-horse, and for some reason, restaurants certainly have a way of making us pay greater amounts for tinier, over-presented servings of the same food.
Of all the camelids, I like the alpaca best.