Sorry TBs

Well i was going to suprise the quantum mass of you looking at the empty spaces between posts with a massive update, so you could at least say, 'Hey this Robbie chap cares enough to throw butt loads of pics at us for not updating in X amount of month(s)'

Well I don't have that kinda update for you gentle True Believers (i can steal that right? he has a toehold in the hole right?) so all i have is my own narcissism. I got tired of looking at my factory installed wallpaper (for my spiffy new Tablet PC) and drew me a new bedfellow to gaze at. Originally this was going to be a ... uh ... poetic image? the rabbit was going to be in a giant NO symbol, and all powerful, keeping the tentacles at bay. But instead he got erased and doomed bunny got thrown in. But thanks to Johan Vasquez ... or a correct spelling of that name ... the word doom is now as threatening as cuddlepoots. Even little gothesque girl make their little Vlogs of Doom, with their Lappys of Doom, taken from their Notebooks of Doom, kept in their doom doom doomie doom DOOOOM. So doom is kitch and now out. So there is my place holder for now, until i can think of a better villanous doom equivelant to unleash upon my fair true quantum believers, to hopefully ruin so all the preppy-goths can run around with their lunchboxes of [insert evil here].

Quantum satisfaction

Why did he never updated anymore? That's what the future generation of The-Robbie fans will ask when OBSESSING over my updates, and then lack-there-of. There will be riots, because again, these are the quantum fans that don't exist as of now, but will exist later, and are enjoying this in the past - which is now. And they are outraged. So to appease the people and their fires in the streets ... or by then, the hover streets... here are some old pictures i think look interesting. They are colored and have an attempt at backgrounds. Still, there will have to be heavy use of imagination for placement of setting. A hearty endeavor i assure you.

Here are a few kids attacking the toilet version of Giga Bologna.

Here is a gal exploding a cow.
She was so powerful, merely petting the bovine
sent his brains in a tizzy.

Im closer now to Kevin Bacon than ever

So i was informed today that apparently some celebrity knows me ... more specifically my beard. If any of you have had the viewing pleasure of Kat Dennings, Her IMDB thing , this would be the dame. Through some crazy whisper-down-the-lane stuff, my crazy beard came up in someone's conversation, and she seemed to recollect it ... one would hope fondly. I have had several styled beards in the last many months and years, though now i would consider my face fuzz to be quite tame ... think a Hasidic Lucifer, but the point is a little more rounded off than usual ... but the curly mustache is in full effect. So if Kat, you are for some unfathomable reason single, and looking at my currently unvisited website because someone name dropped you in Google and landed you here, feel free to contact me... that crazy beard is is still here and ready to show you the exciting night life of Philly. Me, i'll be at home, twiddling my thumbs as you and the beard drive around in his convertible hearse with the Jolly Roger painted on the windshield. Man that sucka knows how to roll.

Okay, i feel a little bad for simply updating with no picture, and i was going to leave it at that, but i do have a resevoir of new pictures i have yet to show you gentle, humble, quantum fans. Here is a picture for the upcoming Dark Knight. One should note this drawing wasn't done in my excitement for the movie, but truly showing my lack of good taste as this picture was honestly done an hour after the late Mr Ledger's announcement that he was now late to life. Just remember, i currently do respect the man both as a Patriot and a gay Cowboy who likes pudding, and i hope to respect him dressed in my Prom Tux ... but regardless, enjoy my humor.

Oh yea, and most of this should have been inked and colored in black... and the Joker's thumb should be existent; which i will BS and say the thumb has been rigor mortis'ed behind his palm and away from the viewers' (THAT YOU!) perception, or something to that extent ... excuse my laziness. See how classy of a guy i am Kat Dennings? Call me.

No survivors

Hello all. There is a moment in the newest of Mario games, where upon you fly against stars and galaxies. There is a section that you roll on top of a ball, around a quasi-golf course collecting coins and flattening goomba. My friend wasn't so great at navigating the holes, but he was well enough off. He did however fail often hunting down every single goomba to be ran over, ever single time he started over. In his mind, there could be no survivors ... none. Which inspired this picture.

There was this girl once ... she reminded me of a brick ... that was drunk

So i was working with this one broad, she was nice, and i should stop there under ancient direction from my mama, and now i shouldnt say anything at all. Anyways she went off on a furious tangent about some movie she saw ... but had no idea when, or what channel, or what it was called, or who was in it .. but maybe, just maybe there was some kinda monster in it. Maybe it came from a TV, or a movie screen, or a computer, or from a child's dream ... but this monster came out. It was a bull monster ... no ... it knew karate ... wait it was a samurai ... perhaps it was a samurai bull ... or turtle ... no wait that was TMNT ... yea, a samurai bull that came out of something at some point on some moive, that probably wasnt a TV show. So i got bored at work and drew and inked a samurai bull, because that sounds neat.

DooWopBoy

Here is a picture for a crazy-ass story I have in the back of my head. I am a pretty big fan of Hellyboy. One of the interesting things about him is that he grew up to his adult form in something like 2 years. Well I figure during that 2 year span, there had to be some time he was an awkward teenager. This would have happened in the 50s and of course Hellboy, trying to fit in with other folk, would have dressed like a greaser. So here is teenage greaser Hellboy.

Been hunting squid ... sorry for the lack of updates

Well for no reason I have been away. If i wanted to make up excuses, i would say i was deconstructing fire engines, like some current day WWII gremlin. Only i have no intention for the Germans to take over... not until they give the Cup-o-Christ back to Indie. Then they can do whatever they want. So for all my Quantum visitors, existent and otherwise ... here is some things i've done in my sketchbook as of late.

Here is a Jolly Roger made up of the skull of Ashley Williams. Over here we have a logo i thought of whilst at the movies. The spokesperson for popcorn everywhere ... Papa Popcorn. Please taste of his varied sized children. Stay tuned for many more sketchbook updates, as my comeuppance for being so damned lazy.