So here's a Newsflash that will catch most people who know us off guard. Rachel and I are attempting to enter that territory which has been so well forged by so many of our friends yet remains a total mystery to us known as Parenthood. Stay tuned and watch me try to document things everyone else figured out ages ago as their kids head into college and we're expecting a newborn baby in January. It's a girl.

I just finished reading Little Lord Fauntleroy. It was thoroughly disgusting and I enjoyed every minute of it.

Rachel read me this fantastic character description from a book she's reading. "Barchester Towers" by Anthony Trollope.

Our cat could use a belt.

And in case you don't know about it...
The Gooby Trailer

in fact...

It's the creepiest thing in a red scarf since this.

I can't stop thinking about this movie. It's not even playing in California, Arkansas? Yes, Hawaii? Yes. Why not here? What kind of God would make this movie happen and then not have it play in California.

A very early idea for a hallway in the "other house" when it was a bit more over the top (and less practical) where the wall panels are like an aquarium with jelly fishes and squids drifting by.

This is actually my very most favorite drawing from the whole movie, it was a statue for the theatre that used to be Greco-Roman themed (but was very sensibly changed to art deco) that would have been tucked away in a corner somewhere and hidden in the shadows, but I referenced (stole) it directly from the most beautiful statue of a Mermaid clutching a lobster to her breast that I found in a book somewhere.

The contribution I'm the most proud of by far is the "Gravy Train" also another idea for crazy food the Jell-o Lava Lamp.

An early idea for the store clerk in Coraline, it is set in Oregon after all. (you know I love you Oregon).

some early ideas for the movers in the Coraline movie, it is set in Oregon after all.
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CORALINE came out on Friday. It's creeepy and weird and beautiful and great. Here's some stuff i did for it.

This happened tonight.

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!!!
6 Months in the Freelance Cave!
Coincidentally suitable for Illustration Friday's theme of "Flawed".

When Mr. Fuzzums sits on the edge of the couch, he kind of drips and oozes over.

I finally replaced the battery that was stolen from '94 Honda only to realize the thieves had also changed all my radio presets to Spanish stations, from which I can only deduce...

thank you for not making a poo on the driver's seat.

turns out there wasn't a recession at all!

I saw this guy patrolling the sidewalks of Silverlake (Where was he during the previous post?)
This is definitely starting out to be a good year. Sometimes weeks go by without seeing anything noteworthy and now they're coming out of the woodwork so fast it's hard to get any work done. Seriously people, take a break and save something for March.

This is the person who breaks into a 1994 Honda with 214,000 miles to steal the battery.

Saw this guy at a Classical Music Concert. He had the best sweater and seemed to be really enjoying himself.

and this is how it looked in the mirror.

This is how li looked for a few hours after having my eyes dilated at the eye doctor today.

I've been doing a few pieces for Nickelodeon Magazine lately. I thought this one was kind of funny, conceived of by Jacob Lambert. It's the Rejects from Santa's Reindeer Tryouts.

Wow. For the first time I don't feel like I'm surrounded by 3,000 miles of pod people.

is it just me? or did the debate look kind of like this?

I just finished illustrating a book called "Being a Pig is Nice: A Child's Eye View of Manners" written by Sally Lloyd-Jones and published by Schwartz & Wade. It comes out in May of '09 but already has a link on Amazon (thanks for the tip Matt Jones), so run and get your credit card and use that link (over there to the right.. ya.. that's the one...) and start stimulating the economy!

I have no idea what this irrefutable fact of science means, but i don't think it's good.

Retirement plan #512. Selling these in the Albuquerque Airport. Anyone who can help facilitate this, don't be shy.

had a crazy sunset the other night, looked kind of like this from our patio.

we're screwed.

Was this large, tan, sweaty, shirtless man playing hot pink extreme frisbee in the middle of our soccer game as it appeared? or a member of the Burbank Knights of Templar protecting a hot pink halo that escaped from heaven. It's not for me to say.

Saw this the other day, it was cute.