Sunday, Sunday.

Yes, it’s Sunday.

Can’t miss that day.

‘Cause when it’s Sunday, it’s Sunday.

Time for a sundae.

On a Sunday.

Could have one on any other day.

But only on Sunday does a sundae make for a bright sundae Sunday day.

Oh, how if it were Monday, it would no longer be Sunday.

And that’s okay.

Until then, it’s only Sunday. Lonely Sunday. You wouldn’t want it any other way.

Sunday, Sunday.

Was it all you hoped it would be?

At this point, I’d like to once again beg for your vote.

It’s here: “They See Us Kludgin’, They Hatin’”

You can read my little ditty and then vote for me, if you like it best, which I’m sure you will because, otherwise, you probably wouldn’t be reading this blog. Of course, there are only a handful of you reading this blog anyway, but every vote counts.

And a vote for me will not raise your taxes.

Probably.

Anyway, I am busy at work on one of my websites.

I am taking features from an old site from over eight years ago and adding them to a newer site that I’m currently updating. Some of those features I never finished implementing. At this point, I’m pretty much where I left off eight years ago, which is kind of sad considering how much time I’ve spent on this thing. Anyway, I moved the old code to the new server, updating the code and backend as I went along. I also added some new features, so that took some time to code those and make sure they were running right before I moved further along.

So, what that means is that I am now where I left off many moons ago.

For the most part.

But, I have gotten a bit further along. More work to do though. A lot more work. Plus, there’s a lot of thinking involved. You have to plan things out so you know what you’re doing ahead of time. Right now, I am at a pause because I have to try to figure out where I was heading when I left off! I have notes but not enough. The stuff was fresher in my mind back then.

At any rate, I have overcome the stumbling block I had back then, so now I can move on to new stumbling blocks. Exciting.

Anyway, it’s about suppertime, so it’s time to break for that. And then it’s back to the grind…

Finally, you get to meet the two mystery characters I mentioned the other day but never showed you.

They are the Super Snookers!

Actually, only one of them is a Super Snooker. The other is his girlfriend. She’s a Snooker, but in a town of Snookers, that’s just the way things go.

Super Snooker was adopted by a Snooker family (not closely related to his girlfriend), and that just adds to the whole nature vs. nurture debate because, well, look at him! He wasn’t born a Snooker but he was raised one and looks like one. Score one for the nurture people.

Super Snooker and his girlfriend are very busy, so you’ll only get a quick glimpse of them as they are walking away. If you’re lucky, they’ll spin your way for a second.

Today, you get to meet the Snooker cousins because I created more of them yesterday.

The middle guy is Uncle something Snooker. He’s kind of creepy or weird or something. His wife left him. She left the son too, because he doesn’t fall too far from the crazy tree. Or something. I don’t know the family dynamics yet. I just drew these guys last night.

Then there is Uncle something Snooker’s father, whose the slightly demented brother of Grandma Snooker. Yes, Grandma Snooker was a Snooker before she married Grandpa Snooker. But, it’s okay because they were distant cousins. It’s a small town they live in, but not small enough that there’s too much in-marrying.

So, anyway, here are the Snooker cousins who, as you might imagine, are kind of the dark sheep of the family. But, they live in the same town, so there’s no avoiding them.

BTW, don’t forget to head on over to There, I Fixed It and vote for my “Kludgin’ Dirty” lyrics. Remember, a vote for me will not raise your taxes.

Well, JD wanted to see a Baby Snooker, so here we go.

In a minute.

First, I think I need to explain the baby’s attitude. And by that I mean he looks a little confused, which is too bad because this is pretty much his permanent look from now on, so he’ll just have to deal with it. You know, it’s like your mother used to tell you that if you make a face like that, it’ll freeze that way. Poor baby. He might have listened to his mother, if he knew who she was.

Which brings us to the point I was trying to make… What we have here is a baby, but we’re not sure who the parents are just yet.

Anyway, enjoy yourself some Baby Snooker perplexed cuteness.

Or maybe his diaper’s wet. I don’t know. We’ll have to wait to find his mother before he gets a change of diapers. I’m not changing him.

Hey, look kids, it’s Grandpa and Grandma Snooker!

And, no, these are not the other two characters I mentioned I had done. This are two new ones I created around lunch time. You’ll still have to wait until tomorrow for the other two.

But, this is the fourth post for today, so enjoy all the updates. Not that they’re terribly exciting, but, look, it’s more of the Snookers!

How cool is that, right?

Oh, so you want to see them? Fine. Here they are:

Well, after creating that earlier illustration, I figured out it was relatively easy to create characters in that kind of style, so I created some more.

In fact, I created a whole family of them.

Well, a nuclear family. Dad, mom and a kid. Wait… A nuclear family was 2.5 kids, wasn’t it? Okay, so it’s a sub-nuclear family. Maybe the other 1.5 kids didn’t make it into the bomb shelter.

Anyway, I am calling them the Snookers. That’s because they look like billiard balls, but I didn’t want to call them the Billiards, but I think the dad will be Bill. Bill Snooker. Anyway, so snooker is like billiards, so I am calling them the Snookers.

So, meet the Snookers…

They don’t dance yet, but they blink. So, at least they are doing something while they’re just standing there.

I also have two more characters created, but you don’t see them here. Maybe tomorrow.

Happy St. Patrick’s Day!

And, since it is St. Patrick’s Day, what better way to celebrate the day than by enjoying the stylistic dancing of a shamrock?

That’s right… A shamrock will do the River Dance!

I know. I know. You’re so excited you can hardly contain yourself. But, try to stay composed for a moment. The shamrock is stretching and getting ready for his jig. Or her jig. Who can tell, really? I’m guessing the shamrock is a he because if he was a she, she’d probably be a glamrock. No? Well, then, what kind of name is Shammy for a girl? Yeah, that’s right. The shamrock is a he. Deal with it.

So, anyway, enjoy watching the shamrock dance…

And, always remember, a shamrock has three hearts, but you only have one, so you better take care of it. Okay?

I know that you just can’t get enough of dancing cartoon critters, like the dancing bunnies or the super dancing monkeys, but today, we have a very special guest…

That’s right. It’s the dancing Al Gore.

You may remember Al Gore’s Thermometer from last year. Well, Mr. Gore wanted to set the record straight about global warming and explain how the Earth getting warmer will actually make it colder. Anyway, so we agreed, so long as he would dance. And then we secretly turned off the microphone because, seriously, who can stand to listen to this guy babble on anymore?

Oh, and for those of you that are going to whine and say, oh, he’s lost weight, just bear in mind that he looks that way because his pants and suit are stuffed with papers and documents exposing global warming as a hoax.

Anyway, so scroll back up and enjoy watching the dancing Al Gore.

Bummer he’s not wearing an orange shirt…

Welcome to Chihuahua World.

There’s just not enough room in this city for two Chihuahuas. So, Little One has claimed this tiny urban planet as her own.

But the tiny city world spins fast, like a record player, baby, spinning right round, right round, so you have to hold on tight!

Yeah, I know you’re thinking that the faster the planet spins, the tighter the grip that gravity will hold, but you forget that this is a tiny planet and there are larger planets nearby. So, if you don’t hold on tight, you’ll find yourself orbiting one of those other planets. And, if you don’t have your spacesuit on, well, that wouldn’t be good.