What I hate most in life is when something enters my nice, cool drink on a hot summer’s day. Like a bug.
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I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again: I want a cloud. I hate showering normally, but if I could shower with a cloud I’d do it every day. I’d just have to watch out for lightning bolts.
It’s summer. I hate the heat. I want my own mountain for free ice. That’s about all.
This is a return to the roots of Pirate blog. Back when I couldn’t draw backgrounds, and made my pictures a lot smaller.
…Come to think of it, I still can’t draw the sun. I guess I’ll work on that. Until then, stay hydrated everyone!
10 points if you get the reference in the caption above. Well, I’m working on backgrounds next. I’m please with how this picture came out, as I actually sorta believe there’s wind in it.
Point of actual fact: it was raining today. No wind in sight. You can’t have everything.
It snowed yesterday. Quite a bit, actually. It melted pretty quick too, and it didn’t stick to the streets. Normally I wouldn’t care much either way, but I’ve recently learned that snow at this time of year will hurt all the fruits that have just started growing. In short, a bad thing.
Let’s hope the snow hasn’t done too much damage to the fruits around here, or at least that the farmers know how to protect their crops. My idea was a giant umbrella…which tells me that I’m never going to be a farmer. Best stick to drawing pictures.
Rain, rain, falling down
For the small people, try not to drown
Unless a friendly giant’s near to be found!
It’s raining outside today. For me, I tried setting the mood by playing Adele and drinking a glass of Chardonnay as I observed the beauty of the transient world.
…Just kidding. I drank orange juice and watched Youtube.
There’s…a lot of snow outside right now. Winter weather advisory, all that good stuff. I might make it to work, and then again…
Anyways, I’m getting tired of snow. It was nice at first but shoveling it gets old really fast. Oh for the days when I was too young for work.
The falling drops upon my head
Tell me that I am alive;