Everything I've wondered, pondered, considered, deliberated, contemplated, speculated, mused over, puzzled at, and thought about. Everything But Math that is.

Thursday, February 24, 2011

The Dentist Warrior

In the latest poll it appears the Dentist warrior is the early favorite. So in honor of the Dentist Warrior I've drawn a picture and wrote a little background on our fearsome friend.





The Dentist Warrior

He uses the Magical Toothbrush to vanquish foes, it's cavity fighting spikes tear through dragon scales with ease. He's protector of the weak and keeper of peace in the lands. When things get really ugly, he applies poisonous Toothpaste to the Toothbrush, or, gets out the dentist drill.

Even the Giant Chicken of Aanadwar runs when it hears him coming. 


They say in his spare time he keeps up a quiet dentist office on 3rd Street, whitening teeth with surprising alacrity.


He has no sweet tooth, because he removed it himself.


He is, the Dentist Warrior, and (probably) Winner of the Warrior Hero Poll.
 

Saturday, February 12, 2011

Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Okay, Quadratic Eating Unicorns Have Gotten Out of Control

Okay, something you should know about quadratic-eating math-distracting rainbow unicorns: They will ruin your life.




One day you're like, hey, I should draw a rainbow unicorn eating a quadratic equation, instead of you know, doing the quadratic equation! Then, next thing you know, you're visiting family, then focusing on homework when WHAM!





Suddenly you realize you're life is being taken over by drawing rainbow unicorns, and you can't even give a good reason why.





What can I say, I may have overlooked the dangers in inviting a quadratic-eating Interrupting Rainbow Unicorn into my life, which I will now refers to as an IRU.



Have you ever seen the movie Up? Well there's this talking dog and he has these squirrel! moments, where he simply can't not focus on anything else. Well IRUs are my squirrel. My kryptonite. I admit, I have a problem.










Hello
My name is Kendrah
And I can't stop drawing and thinking about IRUs.



P.S. Next chance I get I will be making an informative posts for up-and-coming charities (by which I mean charities I plan on inventing. They involve Dragons and the number 4).



P.S.S. I also plan on doing Four Days of Chocolate and Pink, four days with daily posts about the holiday we love and hate, Valentines Day!

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Some Unicorns Just Eat Quadratic Equations and There's Nothing You Can Do About It

As some of you may already know, sometimes I sit down to do my math work when a remarkable rainbow unicorn leaps out and, then, obviously, I have to spend the next half hour drawing him. As all people know, rainbow unicorn really love quadratic equations. They love to eat them.



Shockingly this excuse does NOT work better then my-dog-ate-my-homework. But how can you do math when a masterful unicorn has appeared before you? How can you say no?

In fact it's the constantly distracting rainbow unicorn that's distracted me from posting recently. Bursting forth and demanding I stop all productive work, and, I have no choice but to comply.

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Monday Mornings Are Not The Days To Be Happy

No.
Just no.

Some people excel at being cheerful, and that is wonderful, but everyone knows Monday Mornings are reserved only for half-asleep mumbling, continual grumbling, or some combination of the two.
Everyone knows this.
It's common courtesy to give everyone a little more leniency on these dreaded mornings.
Someone bumps into you in the hall? Poor guy, it's Monday.
Your friend doesn't respond to your text? It's all good, it's Monday.
Your ex-employee tries to set fire to your desk, it's Monday. You might want to get a restraining order, but it'd be a lenient one because, it was a Monday.

You know the whole misery loves company thing? on Monday Mornings, you give misery company.

Yet some people persist with this ridiculous cheerfulness on the morning one is forced to become acquainted with their alarms. Speaking as someone currently procrastinating enough to make this coming Monday 30% more painful, I can say, there's a good chance some one's cheerfulness is about to ruin my misery.

No one wants their Monday Morning melancholy interrupted with these ridiculous notions of unending happiness!