I had a few landlords who subscribed to this way of thinking. Nowadays they call it a sustainable environmental control system.
I always wondered what the other students did who weren't able to go home for the holidays.
Mom always said you never get a second chance to make a first impression. Don't make the kind of impression that will get you eaten!
The alternate caption for this was, "A tree stump in the backyard isn't nearly as glamorous as a guillotine outside a palace in Paris, is it?"
While sketching out turkey cartoon ideas, this one sort of popped out. I'm sorry! At least I didn't include those honkin' glasses he wears!
I've heard high council members say that they prepare three versions of their talks: short, medium and long (although to me it seems that a lot of them only use the extended versions).
I was surprised to find that even in my archives I don't have any Harry Potter-themed cartoons. This is the closest one I have -- based on an actual conversation we had in our house -- to run in celebration of The Deathly Hallows, Part 1 release.
I'm not quite happy with the way this one turned out. For example, should it be skunk spray instead of skunk juice? Although skunk spray may be more familiar, I like the sound of skunk juice better. But I did like the idea of something so foul-smelling being a cure all for such a global problem -- think of the ramifications! I wonder if this one should have stayed in the sketchbook...
Yes, basketball season is under way. It brings back so many memories of coaching kids' teams!
This may or may not be based on real-life experience. But I did come up with it one Sunday morning...when I was running a little late...
Actually, I think this is one of the first things they teach in the Missionary Training Center -- for good reason!
Man, I HATE those sidewalk potholes!
On Veteran's Day, I can't help but think of all those who have toiled to help preserve our freedoms here in the United States, many of whom gave the ultimate sacrifice defending a cause they believed in. 
As we drove through town the other day, my young apprentice and I noticed that the leaves were falling like snow. He helped me come up with this idea. Yuk!
Credit for this has to go to my apprentice once again. Somehow on the way home from football practice we got to talking about Don Quixote, and the conversation evolved into this.
I think this is a little ironic to run on my blog, but I'll do it anyway.
When I first moved to Oregon, it rained from October until the end of February every stinkin' day -- at least it seemed that way to me as a Utah boy. I'm more used to it now, but it still amazes me how much rain can fall here. The heavens are indeed open!
Yes, tonight is the night of the time change. Be sure to change your clocks back an hour -- and set up your night light!
My boys read this and asked, "What's Standards Night?" I guess that's the price they pay for being brought up in a home with no sister siblings. Standards night is defined thusly:"A standards event is a special program that emphasizes eternal goals and moral values. It should be based on the last part of the Young Women Theme: 'We believe as we come to accept and act upon these values, we will be prepared to make and keep sacred covenants, receive the ordinances of the temple, and enjoy the blessings of exaltation.' The standards event should encourage the young women to live the standards now that will bring them to the Savior."
Any coach will tell you that once you find a good center, you stick with him. One of the requirements, however, is that they can actually pass the ball back to the quarterback.
This one seemed a little too Far Side-ish and didn't have an outstanding visual. But it's still good for a grin.
