It's casual Friday with scientists in jeans,
With half of them relaxing and the others breaking things.
Sweeping robots with a broom is taxing (work's not any fun!)
But they're leaving for the weekend soon and all work must be done!
Hooray for real watercolor and fish up in the sky,
They must be really giant, just look at that falling guy!
Flapping arms but cannot fly, hoping to survive the fall-
Wishin' he could fry those fish but they're too big to eat 'em all!
This one goes out to wish Kashal-Tee a glorious 2017!
"It's almost twenty-seventeen and everybody's got a beer,
Grinning ear to ear to cheer a happy new year!
With Kashal-Tee here on the stage like a monster out a cage,
Internationally rapping, dropping wisdom like a sage!
Peeps were flapping to the scene to hear this emcee bard,
Partying hard while wearing ancient Swedish garb...
But the power of his sound bombarded some right off the mound!
(Floating down to the ground they landed in a lost and found.)
While the others danced around, demanding to hear more-
And found the energy to ask for more even after the encore!"
Drawn using a technique learned from a sketchcity.ch Mattias Adolfsson video where you sketch a top down view of a map on a grid... then translate that map to isometric (or perspective in my case) and extrude height to the environment. It's a wicked cool way to design a world.
Sometimes drawings have a story, other times they have a box.
Sometimes the box contains a person hoping it's not locked.
Sometimes an artist gets caught drawing stuck with writer's block,
Sometimes I ask "What's going on?!" (but these peeps refuse to talk.)
Sometimes we're better off 'cause sometimes people can be shocked-
By things that Sometimes People do in a hot box on the sidewalk.
Drunk again and drawing crowns,
But I'll never be a king...
This was drawn with a pen called a Pilot 823.
Custom import from Japan loaded with the Noodlers Ink,
And I failed at poetry 'cause I had too much to drink.
Silly little people sitting happy on the edge,
With no one being careful - one's bound to fall off the ledge.
I'll hedge my bets and say the first to fall is red-hat Jim,
And that could be a tragedy 'cause Jim can't even swim.
So he sat there with that dumb grin 'til he slipped and fell right in,
To his surprise & quick demise that's when he found out something grim...
Those so-called friends were quick to laugh but slow to rescue him,
Jim's last thought was "With friends like that, one needs gills and maybe fins."
Any day, any hour (hopefully after a shower)
Is good enough to head up to the Party Flower,
No push, no shove, but please wear a Body Glove,
'Cause these weasels may have done things you may not approve of!
Some are fat, some are buff,
And like it soft or do it rough,
But everyone is welcome, even monsters come for love!
Happiness abound when BB8 comes out to play!
Whenever he's around the kids are sure to say...
That a helpful robot friend is so much better than a horse,
Especially for young Padawans that haven't learned The Force!
Driving through the 'hood trying to enjoy the sun,
But The Capsule Men approach opting to destroy the fun.
Quick to hassle them, surrounded - found they got nowhere to run,
Now The Capsule Men will dazzle them and won't stop 'til they've won.
They claim they're here to teach, but they're really here to preach,
Modern medicine is like religion reaching out to each-
And everyone, with an answer instantly to solve,
"Put your faith in Mr. Pill and all your problems will dissolve."
Everyone gathered for the lumberjack attack.
They claim they're sad he's cutting but they're where the action's at.
The sadness on their face betrays the celebration of the fall,
They pretend to love The Tree but then they're not real friends at all.
Laughing all about at the man who lost his head.
But see the sadness on his face? It's making him turn red.
Or rather - pink. At least I think that's what I see...
He used to be as yellow as that flower by the tree.
But these guys did something bad (like that kind of person does.)
Always quick to find a "funny joke" to play on one of us.
Everyone is quick to laugh so long the joke's not played on them...
It's easier to laugh-at than to be laughed at again.
It's the Ello Cat Waterflower looking for a beach,
But there's no yellow sand in the vicinity to reach,
So the king will have to make due with the flowers left & right,
And hangout on his phone with friends on Ello through the night!