Whenever I draw my plants I always have someone special in my head. Even when I wasn't aware of it. It took me too long to realize that what I'd always felt had been missing was always there. After a long meeting about retirement, financial planning and 403(b)s I realized that by this time in my life I thought I'd have more. So now all I can do is make up for lost time.

After several pages of worthless doodles, Tina has passed out and I was finally able to just draw her from "still life."

As it watches, its hunger grows exponentially. Humanity lingers in its mind, and for what it's worth, it's not enough the satiate these lusts, for it is only blood it quenches. Fear it! It roosts and readies its eager mandible. There is absolutely no escape. Extrication impossible. No refuge from this ever imminent madness! Submit! Submit now, peon! Let your insignificance be known!!

...since it has 7 eyes, your pretty much screwed.

Arise!! For the Hot Pockets, ants, and this...this...whatever it is, it has not only evolved. It transcends evolution beyond anything we could fathom.

Microwaves are the missing link. Swear.