It’s Friday, time for another Diary Strip.
It’s been a good time staying with Allana and John. I didn’t mention, but there is no internet in the guest house, so that’s been both good (because it’s nice to be out of touch every once in a while), but also OMG no contact with the outside world! Oy!
The horse’s red eyes are probably so much more menacing in a B&W diary strip with whispered haunted subtext than in real life π
I don’t know; I’ve had to go to that airport before sunrise and that apparition is certainly creepy. It’s in an area that is otherwise poorly lit, there are no lights illuminating the horse, and those eyes feel as if the angry soul of every vengeful spirit within a hundred miles are glaring at you.
Ok, now I’m really creeped out from reading your response π
Here’s hoping Cedra had plane tickets for MilwaukEE — that Pfister hotel is quite lovely — ’cause although Portland’s south suburb is getting nicer, I just don’t think an art show down there would generate the kind of traffic she would be hoping for. Plus, the only Pfister I can think of in MilwaukIE would be the cheap Price-Pfister fixtures in the various motels along McLoughlin Blvd.
Hey, remember a few months back when we were first introduced to Bikkie and we had discussions about sharing coffee shops with sapient kangaroos? Well, read THIS:
Humans, not climate, killed off Australia’s big beasts
http://en.rfi.fr/wire/20170120-humans-not-climate-killed-australias-big-beasts
Before the arrival of homo sapiens, Australia boasted 450-kilogramme (1,000-pound) kangaroos, wombats weighing as much as a rhino, eight-metre (25-foot) lizards, larger-than-human birds, and car-sized tortoises.
There are two explanations for it all. The paranoid colorful one.
Or the serious no nonsense version.
I had to look twice to see that the drawing of the statue is a pilot holding a propeller, not a giant sword. π