Greetings from the Omnigraphic Blogopticon. On view are vile sticky things dragged from the attic, snarky commentary on the world at large, and all-encompassing ennui. All that and a weird rubbery smell. A horrible time will be had by all.

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Imagine the Litter Box


This is an artist's impression of how big Grady will be a year from now. Be advised that this is pure speculation. Perhaps I won't be able to afford to feed him so he'll hunt down and kill clowns. Or maybe we'll join a hobo gang. You know, with stabbin' hobos instead of singin' ones.

Whatever. Back to that special level of hell that involves catalog layouts.

*shrieks quietly for a bit*

6 comments:

Obsidian Kitten said...

Stabbin' Hobo Gang on Ice?

I'm in the front row.

Scott said...

I'd love to have heard the art director's orders to whoever made that scary cat: "Make it look like the cat has just seen his mother being sodomized by a robot. I want to see fear and bafflement on his face!"

cinderelly said...

your shrieking is making me smile...the clown pics are freaking me out! lol!

Obsidian Kitten said...

Robot Sodomites...

on Ice!

Severina said...

The Ice Follies of 1954 program says the kitty horror (Kitten Antics, it says) was made of 75,000 yards of Bernat Nylon yarn and it took four women eight weeks to sew the damnable thing. "160 hours were required just to build the structure."

I suppose it was worth all that work to hear little kids scream themselves into a coma.

On ice!

Obsidian Kitten said...

What a waste of 75,000 yds of yarn and eight weeks. Then again, women didn't have much else to do back in 1954, or so I'm told.