rod
a place for drawings, doodles, notes and memories on receipt paper, dupe pads and cocktail napkins from a life in a restaurant
Monday, October 31, 2011
Friday, October 28, 2011
Free For All Fridays With "The Shocker"
This was our obsession for a good while!
The Church of Shock:
Jeff's thoughtful deviations on the classic:
jrff, rod
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Burly Temple
Okay, so Jeff and I are definitely going to hell. We couldn't believe how young and tiny this fireman(boy?) was who came into the restaurant one evening. We cracked wise about how his job was to put out birthday candles and how he was the mascot of the firehouse. It all came to a head when Jeff dubbed him, "Burly Temple"!! I lost my shit! Of course, he was there in his dress blues after a funeral he attended. Yep, we're that type of assholes!
jeff, rod
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Monday, October 24, 2011
Friday, October 21, 2011
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Totally 80's II
Somehow in our conversation one day Jeff birthed the phrase, "privacy unlimited". After throwing him an immediate stink eye for being so strange, I realized that would be a great name for an 80's girl band, ala Exposé.
Sit back and enjoy this horrid little gem:
rod
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Personal Finance
That time when i walked in on Jorge the busboy counting his money in nothing but black socks and his banana hammock:
rod
Monday, October 17, 2011
Friday, October 14, 2011
Free For All Fridays With The British
Turns out he's Danish or something.
Oh well, he still looks like the real life version of Brit from The Simpsons.
This bloke is most likely a leftover from the Madchester scene of the early '90's.
A lost member of The Stone Roses, Ned's Atomic Dustbin or maybe even The Gorillaz?
This chap might just be the love child of Mr. Bean and Austin Powers.
Now, this lovely English rose graced us with her dainty presence at the bar one evening.
BLIMEY!!!
Jeff and I did our best to capture her natural demure elegance. Notice the soft, pillowy rolls of flesh (most likely formed by years of drenching her "chips" in vats of mayonnaise), her pale, almost translucent complexion being under nearly constant cloud cover over in the British Isles, and of course her seductive yet playfully coy hairdo of auburn spikes and delicate sideburn spit curls! Once "Sweet" Mickey LaRue heard her accent, he proclaimed "It's British too!"
rod, jeff
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