Not Sure What This Was About

… but I can sleep well at night knowing that our Governmentzilla isn’t involved in a space programme….

 

…is yours?

In Space Nobody Can

…nope not a one…

 

…shame you can’t scan silver pencil to look silver…

…them suits is nice an’ shiny.

Apologies To Lou Reed

…space, the best place for fat, suited, politician/business types…

…sorry Lou…

… it was in my head…the lyrics got changed a little, as lyrics have a tendency to do sometimes…

…and now I’ll be humming it all day…

 

…for those of you who aren’t sure…

…Lou Reed, Satellite of Love, from the Coney Island Baby Album..

…youtube is your friend…

…it’s a purrty tune…

…there you go Lou, now it’s in everyone else’s head as well.

Spaceman! Spaceman! Spaceman!

… or spaceperson if you’d prefer…one of those I’m-nearly-50 speech aberrations I can’t seem to kick…”they were all spaceMEN when I was a lad”… you guys understand don’t you?…. er… (did it again didn’t I)….

…. crap, I probably just alienated my entire female readership…. would it make any difference if I said that the characters in the sketchbook page below are all female ….

…thus proving that the chicks most certainly did come before the egg-on-their -faces-guys….

Ground Control To Major Tone

…more sketch book…. more obsessive lines…

…any  thoughts of smoking now heading to out lying galaxies….