Meh... they're okay, but I need new white nail polish and some sort of detail stuff to do the black. And my face-drawing skills are lacking =P
But hey, I like 'em, for a first try.

Life Lesson #16541

Rap is of the devil. Screamo is absolutely evil, even if it is so overtly Christian that it makes you want to puke. Rock is only acceptable when it is oozing with a good message, though if it borders on loud it's out too. Contemporary Christian is not even a subject of discussion, because of course it's okay. Music from the 70's and 80's is guaranteed to be annoying, and most of the time you can't tell if it's a girl or guy singing. Popular new music will for sure be run into the ground, so even if you liked it at first, you will groan and change the channel as soon as the song starts for the millionth time.
Country music doesn't have to be as clean as any other genre, just because it's country. You could listen to songs about drinking, smoking, cussing, and women all day long and no one will say a word because that's just the culture. Heaven forbid we would listen to something like that of another genre though! There are a few songs that are not appropriate, but they are usually out-right horrible.
However, if you are listening to bluegrass, then anything goes. Songs, such as ones about how wonderful corn liquor is, that would normally be looked down upon at other times, are now turned up to their loudest volume as little children dance away. And no one says a word. There is no such thing as an inappropriate bluegrass song.

Disclaimer: This is all in fun... I do not actually mean any of this. By all means, blast that Christian screamo, and please do not listen to bluegrass songs about drinking. Thank you.

Yes, I'm weird.

No, I'm not brave enough to wear that ginormous bow in public.

:P

Yes, I'm going to hopefully post some drawings later today.

Yes, I did buy two Sesame Street shirts at Walmart today =P

PECANS IN THE CEMETERY


On the outskirts of a small town, there was a big, old pecan tree just inside the cemetery fence. One day, two boys filled up a bucketful of nuts and sat down by the tree, out of sight, and began dividing the nuts.

'One for you, one for me One for you, one for me,' said one boy. Several dropped and rolled down toward the fence.

Another boy came riding along the road on his bicycle. As he passed, he thought he heard voices from inside the cemetery. He slowed down to investigate.. Sure enough, he heard, 'One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me.'

He just knew what it was. He jumped back on his bike and rode off. Just around the bend he met an old man with a cane, hobbling along.

'Come here quick,' said the boy, 'you won't believe what I heard! Satan and the Lord are down at the cemetery dividing up the souls.'

The man said, 'Beat it kid, can't you see it's hard for me to walk.' When the boy insisted though, the man hobbled slowly to the cemetery.
Standing by the fence they heard, 'One for you, one for me. One for you, one for me.'

The old man whispered, 'Boy, you've been tellin' me the truth. Let's see if we can see the Lord.'
Shaking with fear, they peered through the fence, yet were still unable to see anything. The old man and the boy gripped the wrought iron bars of the fence tighter and tighter as they tried to get a glimpse of the Lord.
At last they heard, 'One for you, one for me. That's all. Now let's go get those nuts by the fence and we'll be done.'

They say the old man made it back to town a full 5 minutes ahead of the kid on the bike.

(Found this in an email earlier, thought I'd share it. I found it pretty funny =P)