Ever since DG was created back in the 1970’s he has been a static panel cartoon. All of his gags and mischief are frozen in time and space. There must be more to it than that.
Then, it occurred to me that what he needs is to get moving and a get little animated.
I found a great animation tool called Blender, which has allowed me to wake up DG and get him moving. Check this out.
He doesn’t seem very impressed with the improvement. Maybe I should let him sleep on it.
We had a breakthrough. DG looked in the mirror and saw it.
A hair.
Needless to say, DG is pleased.
Are you overrun with chipmunks this year? We are.
And they are getting rather bold. This one took a perch on the top step outside our back door and hung out there having a snack for about 10 minutes.
Closer view.
He just sat there chillin’ in the sun, even when I tapped on the window. Pretty cheeky.
And I am not allowed to say “Awwww… isn’t that cute?”
“It’s a mouse with racing stripes!”
We haven’t posted anything for a while, but we are still here.
And, we have been keeping busy during Armageddon…. we did some woodworking projects… some gardening projects…. we put up the Tiki lights around the patio…. long walks……. grocery shopping at 6:00 A.M…. (joy).
So we are getting along fairly well. Even DG has quieted down. Now he just sits around all day playing with his mental blocks.
Hmm. Maybe we should be worried.
Looking for a sign of spring? How’s this?
That is, of course, a Jack-in-the-pulpit, however with a slight difference.
This one is an Arisaema sikokianum, the Japanese Jack-in-the-pulpit.
According to the Wikipedia, and it has to be true if it is from the Wiki, it is
“Found only in moist, shaded areas on the Island of Shikoku in Japan.”
Well, OK then. Either we have moved or this is an import…. I am guessing that it is an import….. and for the plant, being so far away from home is what makes it a SPOTH instead of just another run-of-the-mill garden plant. I am not sure how we end up with these strange plants in the yard. They just sort of show up.
Here is a closer look.
It is a good sign of spring anyway.
You may remember that DG is protesting the fact that the Cartoonists are taking all the income from the Cartoons, leaving the Cartoons with $0.00 income.
I finally made my peace with him by offering him a 50/50 split. I said I would give him half of every dollar I make.
But then, I had to inform him that I don’t get any income from this either, leaving him with the same old $0.00.
And…. I told him…. since he hasn’t done anything funny for so long I am giving him a 10% pay cut.
I am waiting patiently to see how long it takes to sink in.
Maybe that should be “Doves Still”. Our resolute birds are still sitting on the nest even in this miserable weather.
I think this one is the male. They trade off incubating the eggs.
It has been almost a week now. I read on the interwebs that the incubation time is about two weeks, so we are half way there. If I read it on the interwebs, it must be true, right?
DG finally got around to finishing his taxes. He was thrilled to find out that he doesn’t owe any taxes at all.
“DG”, I said, “that is because you are a cartoon character. You don’t have any income.”
DG: Wha?
Me: I said, you are a cartoon character. Cartoons don’t owe taxes because you have no income.
DG: Wha? Oh yeah? What about Snoopy?
Me: Sure, Snoopy is a very successful cartoon. But that money went to the cartoonist, Charles Schulz, not to Snoopy the cartoon.
DG: Wha? That’s not fair. Snoopy did all the work, and Charlie got the money?
Me: ‘Fraid so.
DG: Not fair.
Now DG is protesting.
Oh my. Here we go again.
I think he needs to double check the acronym before he designs his logo.
We have a family of Mourning Doves nesting outside our window.
There is a room at the back of the house that is full of windows and exotic plants. Just outside the room is a fir tree. The illusion of this arrangement is that we are in a continuous forest, but with a sheet of glass in the middle to keep us warm in the winter.
That illusion seems to work for the birds as well for us, and in fact the Chickadees have attempted to fly to the inside plants only to be confused by the invisible barrier.
The Mourning Doves have felt comfortable enough with the location that they have built their nest in the fir tree just outside the window.
Can’t see the bird? Here is a hint.
I zoomed in a bit closer, and there is Mom sitting on her nest.
Later on, Pop joined her.
We are hoping that they stick around long enough that we get to see their little ones hatch.
Shhhh. Walk quietly.
