Welp, Spring has sprung. I can tell because I came back from a run with those itty-bitty black flies mashed on my face. But that’s OK, because that means no more winter! Hallelujah! But the one season that will always be with us is Silly Season. If you doubt me, then take a gander at these plates:
I doubt I’ll take this person up on their offer, but I’m not going to make fun of him or her, either. The last thing I need is a roundhouse kick to the head.
Somehow an image of agents of a vague yet menacing government doesn’t come to mind when I see this plate. Hell, I don’t even see the restaurant chain in my mind’s eye.
Hey, long time no see, buddy! What’ve you been up to lately? We haven’t heard from since you did that portrait of your mom way back when. We gotta catch up sometime soon, man!
April showers have been light, but the May flowers could still be all right. Pardon the bad rhyme, but it’s all I have at the moment. I’ll do better, I promise. In the meantime, here’s to better, brighter, longer, milder days!