Different Kinds of Panic Attacks, Example 1

(Funny side note - the guy who scanned this at Kinko's labeled the file canonlyseefuck.pdf)

Cognitive Dissonance

Makailah & Casey -

(I have been working two jobs with a third on the horizon, and haven't been feeling witty or inspired to write as much. But I finished this drawing of Makailah and Casey, they make me happy.)

Jedi Twat: A Working Definition

Definition by Justin Blowers, Illustration and Key by Delaney

I live in a town where the invasion of this particular sub-species is approaching epidemic proportions. 

Also, to be fair, I totally own a Legolas vest with detachable hood. I'm just not a condescending douche.

Momentary Sobriety (a quick comic)

I have decided quit drinking for at least a month. Today is Day 12. These were my feels as of Day 7.

Everything Seemed Bigger in Texas

  When I was little my family would travel down to Waelder, Texas to visit my father's parents. I loved spending time with my Paw Paw. He was an old fashioned cattle farmer, and I was the first girl born on their side of the family for something like 3-4 generations. We both found each other to be pretty fascinating.

 In their living room, there was a deer head over the lounge chairs. 

I asked him why he had killed such a pretty deer. He sat me down and told me that deer was filled with rage towards humans and the thing chased him up a tree with murder in his eyes. Paw Paw, of course, was forced to shoot the deer to save himself. 

 This made sense to my six year old brain. Just like how the cows went to live on other farms when they were sold at the market. 

He and my uncle had me convinced that there was a shark living in the pond, and although he was smaller than the average shark he was just as fierce as those living in the ocean. 

When I went back to visit in 2012, I stood at the end of the dock and looked at the small pond filled with murky, red clay colored water. For a moment I was happily frightened of the shark.  

For years I crept around our home in Oklahoma and jump out to scare my parents. This was after my uncle had bent down and whispered "You know, your parents are actually aliens. Most adults are. If you scare them, they may jump out of their skins and reveal their true form." 

That same trip he had told me to ask my dad about his "other wife."

I also spent a lot of time looking at my aunt's face, trying to identify which eye was the glass one that had fallen into her soup during her and my uncle's courtship.

Looking back now, I realize the adults were playing pranks on us kids for their own amusement. (Like the game of "calf tailing": they would instruct all the children under 10 years old to hold on to a penned calf's tail and then open the gate, sending the calf running into the dead grass fields to see whose kid could hang on the longest before falling face down into a cow pie.)

Nevertheless... they sure did inject a lot of magic into my childhood. 

This is my Paw Paw, Maw Maw and my father.

On the far right, Maw Maw and Paw Paw. 

This was a photo I found in an old trunk simply labeled "Beaver Brothers" from around 1915. (I'm pretty thankful my father's ancestors changed their name.)

Thanks for the Memories...