So for my entry into my own Cartoon Craziness Challenge, please have a gander at my Cat in a Hat! You’ll think it’s weird, and that’s fine, because you are entitled to your own opinion. I think it’s weird, but that’s a little strange considering I drew the damn thing!
It’s kind of like a cross between, Alice in Wonderland, Top Cat and True Blood.
Think you can do better, then join in the fun HERE!
I like to draw, but more often than not they are complete shite and never seen by the outside world. I did share a couple on here a while back, with the intention of drawing more, but as usual, time is a factor.
A couple of weeks ago, Mental Mama said one of her goals was to do something creative, so I challenged her to draw me a happy alien. I never for one minute actually though she would, but she did and the result had me grinning like a cheshire cat. You can see it HERE.
So tonight while conversing in the comments I again challenged her to draw me a picture. The theme for this week, ‘A Cat in a Hat’. I also said I might join in, because after all, it’s kind of unfair to issue a challenge to someone else that you would not undertake yourself.
I then decided, cos I’m random, that I might like to throw the challenge out there to the greater blogsphere should anyone else like to join in. You don’t have to be able to draw, I mean I can’t and I’m going to give it a go. You don’t have to worry either if you are the next budding Picasso, everyone is welcome. I think it will be fun to see what people can come up with.
So, if you would like to throw caution to the wind and prime your crayons, you have until Sunday to complete this challenge.
You can let us know about your drawings either in the comment section or via Ping back, it will however mean that you have to create a post on your own blog and expose your crazy crayon antics to all your followers. You can also tag it ‘Cartoon Craziness Challenge’, I’m sure someone someday will explain the tagging system to me and I’ll find them.
Who knows, if it’s popular I might even make it a regular feature.
Bradley over at Green Embers told me to draw to banish the Mehness. So I did and the result, curly haired women, a little Polly Carmichael and a zombie Marge Simpson. I’m screwed!
Tell us a joke! Knock-knock joke, long story with a unexpected punchline, great zinger — all jokes are welcome!
My favourite joke!
It’s late and a man and his wife are heading to bed for the evening. After turning off all the lights and heading up the stairs, brushing his teeth and all the usual bed time routine, the man is just about to remove his dressing gown when there comes a knock to the front door.
Not impressed he reties his dressing gown and stomps down the stairs flinging open the front door.
There stands a man who says to him “Here mate, you couldn’t give us a push could you?”
“Give you a push! Have you any idea what time it is, I was just about to go to bed, go on about your business and don’t bother me again” and with that he shuts the door.
He returns upstairs to find his wife in the bedroom with her arms folded, a rather stern look upon her face.
“Shame on you Jimmy” she says. “I’d like to think if you were stuck or broken down at this time of night someone would help you, and not slam the door like you just did. Now go back and give that fella a hand!”
Now bordering on angry, Jimmy again descends the stairs, flings open then front door and shouts “Hey lad, where are you?”
I’ve been running around all day like the Wicked Witch of the West crying “I’m melting”, seriously, it’s just too fecking warm.
For someone whose favorite colour is black the sun is a nightmare, black sucks up the heat faster than a Dyson can suck dust! I walk around looking like I am suffering from permanent embarrassment, as my face is more beetroot than a..well…umm…a..well I guess a beetroot!
I am envious of people who are comfortable enough in their own skin to wear barely there shorts and little tees, pretty dresses and shades. I’m in my uniform of jeans and black tee and I’m melting.
I’m not sure it would be good for my work colleagues if I turned up showing skin, they would all need sunglasses to protect them from the brilliant white sheen of my untanned legs. When exposed to the sun they go a glorious shade of rip roaring red and then back to white.
Redheads may indeed have more fun, but not in the sun!
You know this is so true! It’s happened to me, guys realise you’re female and suddenly you have lots of messages and friends requests.
Top tip – remember never to speak, just message!!