Routine

"Excuse me, does the queue run forwards or backwards?"

"Oh, it runs forwards. I just got bored doing this every day so I thought I'd mess with people."

"Oh, I... er...see."

"Yeah it's much more exciting! I have to guess when the queue's moved on. Did you know it takes them 4 minutes to make a cappuccino?"

"No..."

"So I've been figuring out how many people order each drink on average and then using a probability algorithm I can estimate exactly when I should take a step backwards! It's based on a script I..."

"Did you hear that? I think it was my phone? Excuse me, I..."

"But, don't... wait... I... you... you were supposed to understand... I... love you..."

Detachable House

As Jeff moved again he reflected that his detached property had been a lucky buy all those years ago.

Much better than his luck with women, anyway.

Sail

Whilst sailing his family to Sunday lunch using his trusty umbrella, George wondered on the affect the wind was having on his wife's hair.

"Not to worry", he concluded, "Mummy thinks she's a tramp anyway".

Barbeque Introspection

Owen figured one more beer wouldn't make him explode.

Then he remembered Damon. Poor Damon.

Poof!

George shouldn't have really been that suprised when an Alien appeared from nowhere at the Area 51 Disco. Later, he explained that the creature looked just like a Xenofromatron Gutlesnout, but that he thought they only went out in the Gamatron Sector, hence his suprise.

We all had a jolly good laugh about that. Then we had some tea.

Everything Has It's Point

We're early this month. Check it out.

Canned

"That's it Johnson! You know how I feel about viral campaigns involving cuddly pink monsters called Buddy and his pet talking Chihuahua! You're out of here buddy! And don't bother to collect your classic film posters from your cubicle either. I'm burning them in absinthe whilst dancing round an effigy created from your iphone accessories. Masters degree in Marketing? He-Man would kick your ass all the way home pal!"

"He-Man?"

"Masters of the Universe, pal. Get with the programme! Make sure the door hits you on the way out."

Luggage

"Christie contemplated that her sell-boyfriend-to-buy-luggage plan had one fatal flaw."

I was going to save this one for another day but I'm on a massive procrastination kick having spent all last evening building ikea furniture (yawn, stretch out back, nurse broken artistic fingers, blink, head down on desk and snoooore...).

The flat looks great though! Time for more coffee...

The Queuing

A little scribble drawn whilst listening to debate on some recent unemployment reforms. Nothing plithy or conceptual, just a doodle of one of our national pastimes, the queue.

This also feels like a page from a graphic novel. I've been meaning to start work on a "product" for forever and have thumbnails for a picture boot kicking around in my current sketchbook. One thing at a time. Back to work!

But Why?

"But Damien... Why?!"