Hello!
Well… one of our monitors pooped the bricks on us, so… we had to move ButterSword onto this old laptop we have. It’s been a bit hectic but we’ll get caught up on our ButterSword again by Monday and then start moving forward again. In the meantime, we still have a couple of Classic ButterSword Revised to show you, albeit uncolored.
Drums! I have a few new inventions to show off here soon. Other than that I have a drum filled weekend ahead, so… I had better sign off and get some sleep. Thank you for reading Buttersword, and we hope you’ll tune in Monday for more of our wacky adventures. Also I need a few parts for this old laptop, especially an external keyboard, but… so far so good otherwise.
my wife will start talking in her sleep. I try to respond without waking her up to see if we can have a conversation.
If I’m awake I do too. She most often gets annoyed and rolls over.
I hate when my tree eats all my cornbread..
You play the drums?
I do play the drums. Mostly jazz because it pays, but I like progressive rock.
No money in progressive rock!
For some. Collaboration is endlessly aggravating to me in musical situations. I’ve never found a correct fit after over twenty years. Musicians… suck.
My wife can fall asleep in mid sentence, and that’s produced some interesting quotes…
“The ski lifts are made of people!”… “It’s a good spice… you can use it in just about everything!”
They use Soylent Green to make ski lifts! Ski lifts!
soylent green a delicious way to start you breakfast
telepathic connection can be great like that
It can be useful. If I am sad for no reason it’s a sure bet Jen is somewhere being sad for example. Not that we are apart for long.
“Drum-filled weekend.” I don’t know why, but that’ just sounds funny to me. I’m hoping to have a chocolate-filled weekend.
It’s always nice when people cancel at the last minute, and you’ve wasted hours getting ready!
I hope you are having a chocolate filled weekend Binky! Haha…
Ya… that particular guitar player soured me on the lot for a short time. I’m over it now.
A lot of our old daily journals were pretty bitchy I guess.
I’d be like “I don’t know if I understand pain all that well”!
Haha! No kidding. “Pain? What is pain? I understand only gifts of money”.
pain can be rationalized
What?
Gaaaah! So many things to comment on! Okay, yikes, PAIN?? Aree we going to have torture comics now? Cause if we are, be sure to send me a copy when they’re printed! Bummer about the drum thing. Maybe you should just leave them set up in the living room. I’m sure you could play quiet enough so you wouldn’t disturb the neighbors. Ooops I didn’t mean to say your drumming was disturbing. I’m actually going out to hear my Hub play jazz at an art opening tonight. No drums tho. Sorry. And sooo funny about Jen talking in her sleep. I wish we could’ve seen her trying to put corn bread in the change machine.
Hahaha! Yep. The script calls for a bit of torture. It’s kind of a traditional action movie kind of thing now-a-days. Nothing too graphic I assure you. I don’t draw well enough for anatomy or anything. But… no birth scenes planned. Don’t you just hate those?! Why does every show have to have a women giving birth?! I think we’ve all seen enough of that.
Cool about the jazz. I’m playing tonight too. Twice. The art opening sounds cool!
Jen also snores but she wouldn’t want me saying that so that’s between you and me.
She has a cute little quiet snore though, not like my dragon growling.
Nothing says pain like a red hot palm in your face! That dream line had to be verbatim, there’s no way you could have dreamed that up consciously, lol! The drum joke is SO true, all that work and no payoff!
You are correct sir! In all you said, but particularly the dream comic. Roughly anyway. I went back to sleep but I remembered. Jen still claims I was dreaming the whole thing.
Way cool. I know a lot of your visitors too.
Have a terrific day.
Welcome Comedy Plus!
I think you should write all that sleep talk down, could make a great country western song!!! Then you could sell it to the Gatlain brothers.
Oh… Feed my tree for me.
When I’m dead and gone I’ll feed the trees, but ’til then…
Feed my tree… for me….. .
Love this!
Dream talk is the best! Did you ask her exactly what she was dreaming about the next day?
I did! I told her what had happened and she said I must have dreamed the whole thing!
I didn’t though.
people say I talk in my sleep but know one has been able to tell me what was saying
I had a friend growing up who would YELL mumbled garbled things when he slept as well as point at the ceiling and all kinds of creepy stuff.
Loss-o-corn bread sounds like a nightmare to me!
SpilledInkGuy!
okay…did ya give the cornbread to the tree….
Haha! I don’t know what happened after that.
Looks like Ann got a better deal than Curtis. Will he ever get outta there.
I really hate when you go to the change machine & you’re just plain outta cornbread.
That sure is one jam packed storage shed.
It was definitely packed at the time.
When Jen and I combined our lives I discovered that apparently I had a lot of stuff that was…
in the way.
The good news is that now I’m down to a small backyard shed.
I can actually enter and walk around in it!
Maybe if you feed the tree the corn bread it will grow gold coins. You never know.
Hahahaha! True!