The tiny-dog gallery of corporate notebook drawings that make no sense
I have just discovered that Blogger handles HTML tables about as well as you handled the news that the love of your life was dumping you without provocation in X grade (remember how you cried?), and thus I was unable to post the tiny-dog gallery of corporate notebook drawings that make no sense in-line, and you will have to follow that link to see it. Tragically, Blogger pukes like a cat who ate an 82-yard skein of rug-weight yarn when presented with anything more nuanced than nattering, run-on text paragraphs spewed by aerosol-huffing tweens in Bakersfield.
I am mostly sure that didn't make sense. Moving on.
Lately I have lost all ability to comment verbally on matters of any kind, and have devolved into primitive notebook scrawls when my mind inches around in my cranial cavity like a gummi worm during late-afternoon corporate meeting situations. I have tried to revisit these scrawls and apply some sort of context to them for you in the notebook drawing gallery. It is the best I can do in the way of an update to tiny dog.
I hope you understand.
posted by Strikethru at
5:31 PM
5 Comments:
I've decided to adopt your fruit flow chart as my personal guide to healthy eating. One question: am I supposed to eat the jellyfish, or is he just my friendly guide to the world of lettered fruit? He doesn't look very happy, that's why I thought he might be a food item.
I just realized that the jellyfish is trying to warn you away from aquatic foodstuffs and their risk of brain-stunting methylmercury contamination, thus, his pensive expression.
Heed the warning of the sea.
tsk tsk, tables in the css age.
I found the items amusings. Had I not read the description, I would've thought the can tabs were a bunch of squiggles.
Geometry was my worst math class ever and I think you might have done better than me because I don't even recognize that triangular doodab you drew there.
Whenever they run articles on the major news sites about how ignorant Americans are regarding basic facts, they are talking about me.
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