I know it’s such a popular thing to be all “Boo… Hiss” at work on Friday’s… but for some reason I’m jumping on that bandwagon this week. And I’m jumping on that wagon with the sweet hot intensity of a bronze metal pole vaulter…. because this work week has been pretty darn brutal.
Like I’m about to hold a candle light vigil to my artistic principles- kind of brutal.
But what can you do…they can’t take my doodles away:
Here’s to a snazzy weekend!
♫Lauren
P.S. Happy birthday Justin!
My day has not been all thumbs up, and happy bird drawings today.
And that’s okay, I guess…
But when I find myself a little bit down and find the projects I’ve been working on for months in shambles… I like to take a moment to draw my b.f.f. Christine in a large pile of dip.
Mucho Guacamole dip to be exact:
Yep this is what I do to relax… draw my friends in piles of food. Which is a completely casual fun way to pass your day. Someday I hope to convince Christine to let me make new packages for her dip mixes .. until then it will just become an obsessive hobby that I will try to convince others to join in…
So take some time, and draw someone you adore in a big ole pile of dip.
♫Lauren
P to the S: Did you notice my not so hidden advertisement for MPK Foods? You should totally buy MPK Food’s Mucho Guacamole Dip! It’s the dip mix of Champions and is 100% Lauren and Christine approved.
I find myself in strange situations constantly. I don’t know if its because I have some sort of “weirdo” frequency I emit to the world. Or maybe its just because I am a girl that lives in California… most can admit, it’s a bit weird here.
Most people would just try to ignore the strange things around them. But not me, I’m just too curious not to play into these things.
And for some reason I find that these situations some of the best things that could happen to a girl.
Here are several examples of fun incidents:
-Walking lost old ladies to a restaurant when my only intention of being outside was to throw out garbage. Only to find out that they are so full of historical knowledge of the area that I nearly wanted to hijack their dinner and listen to their memories for hours!
-Helping strangers load luggage/ small store purchases into their cars and being paid in fruit, and no matter how much you protest you walk away with fruit (This has happened more than once.)
-Being trapped in a a very small elevator with a woman who at first is not very talkative but then after a few minutes and realization we were stuck in an elevator together got quite chummy. She turned out to be Susan Adler the author of several of my favorite American Girl books (Shout Out to my Childhood!)
-Having my Fortune read to me by a “Psychic Cat” (I suggest that everyone in the Southern California area… give this a try)
-Being given a bottle of wine, for telling some guy in Rome what time it was… (I don’t think he had a Fiat, Cakes)
-Being told by producers of Ellen that Colin Farrell loved my description of him including but not limited to his “Luscious, unyeilding folicles”
-And of course, having long conversations with people from other businesses in the same building. To the point where I almost tell them, “I’m sorry I have to go to work now.” The best thing is that they never talk to my Professional Coworker, who is beginning to think it’s a conspiracy.
In short, my existence is pretty darn rad, and I’m ready for today’s adventures!
♫Lauren
Hey there internet!
It’s been so long! Our internet and phone has been down! And boy is it hard to get a drawing scanned and uploaded when that happens. But who wants to think about the bad stuff? The internet is back and I’m happier than I could ever be.
So I want to share the happiest drawing I can! And that means… a bird drawing…. that’s right a drawing about birdies!
And you know why bird drawings are the happiest drawings ever? Because birds are just happy to be birds.
Have a snazzy day internet!
♫Lauren
The following is a true story, and a testament to how dorky I am.
So I was driving a few days ago from work. I’m feeling pretty icky as I am living through cold-a-palooza (the world’s longest cold). I flip through the radio station, and is it? Could it really be? Is it really, Phil Collins?
A lexicon of feelings surge through me…
My inner thoughts scream: Yes! This is so thrilling!
So I crank my radio as loud as it will play… Like I’m listening to a low-rider jam! And this guy pulls up to me and starts smiling and making flirty faces with me… until:
At first I’m pretty sure he thought it was the older man behind me… but, no it was me. And anyways if he can’t handle Phil Collin’s then he would never be able to handle all the Hall & Oates I listen to.
And I that is how I recently was protected by the power of DORK!
♫Lauren
I thought the best thing about today is that I’m wearing a dress… but much like that song they play on “Queer Eye for the Straight Guy” Things have just got so much better!
Today is a DOUBLE POST KIND OF DAY!
-I got to briefly reenact West Side Story with a coworker. I’m talking about choreographed knife fights in the office people!
-One of my bestie’s, Christine likes an outfit I drew her in so much she wants to make it in real life!
-I have not had a Bird Man Dream since Tuesday!
-I got to eat barbecue potato chips at lunch (If you can’t tell yet, I’m easily amused.)
– I’m featured as today’s Crazy Chick on Lafemme’s Crazy Chick’s Club, which is a hilarious blog that is good for all the people!
I really am most excited about the last one… Even though those chips had a lot of barbecue powder on them!
Anyways! Today I say thanks so much for interviewing me Lafemme! And Let’s hear it for the weird girls… because we’re taking over!
♫Lauren
I’ve been fighting a cold for the last week. And it has been brutal.
I have called all my old friends out to help me… Advil, benadryl, some Generic orange flavored cough syrup and even Nyquil.
Because of the magical cocktail of drugs I was taking. I was blessed with some of the most surreal and equal parts terrifying dreams ever. Volcanoes, giant corns crushing my house, 50 foot tall goats running away with my car… I was at the point where I was almost not able to sleep. After testing out which drugs I took before I go to bed I discovered much like the detective in Clue it was… Nyquil! This cough syrup of doom was the culprit that had changed my joyous dreams, into a freakish playground of sleeplessness, and terrifying dreams of Bird Men (who are 75% men, 25% bird).
These “Bird Men” are for some reason the most terrifying thing my brain has ever created. (And I like birds). They were very tall men in suits with incredibly realistic bird heads… and even more scary, it was not a fake head! They all spoke perfect English, and I was the only one without a bird head. And when I tried to find my regular human friends I discovered that their apartments were full of these weird bird men who were dressed in fancy suits. These dreams went on for 4 days straight.
Needless to say, I’m not taking Nyquil after watching Mad Men ever again
♫Lauren
I could share with you how I’ve been really cranky. Or how I feel super anxious. Or how I feel utterly stuck in the San Gabriel Valley. But I’m over it, I’m not doing myself any good feeling sorry for myself.
However when I was feeling down I drew this:
And I think that being in a circus could be exciting. I have a feeling I would get a lot more exercise in a circus… versus being in a cubicle 8 hours a day. I could wear really fun outfits… I could guess people’s weight. Possibly jump through actual hoops. I could learn to throw knives, and even walk a tightrope… (which I technically do in an office setting all day anyways… just in a Circus, I think it’s more literal.) Professional Eric does not approve of my circus dream. I think this is because it does not involve computers or mass emails…
I just realized I’m not really good at being down for long. Next time I’m feeling kind of bummed I’m just going to think of riding an elephant in a bedazzled outfit, while eating cotton candy… or listen to the Cure.
♫Lauren
Today’s Postie is real short & sweet.
My boss changed locations in the office and now is seated next to me. This is not a problem, I have a great boss… and now I don’t need to remember how to forward phone calls to him. But it does bring another problem to light. I sit next to the bathroom, which is also great because I love having super easy bathroom access. However this brings me to a problem I have:
It’s not like I do weird things in the restroom. (I hardly ever lock myself in there to sing Hall & Oates songs, cry, or reenact the civil war.) But it doesn’t matter! There is something that makes me paranoid of people noticing I go to the bathroom like every hour on the hour… espcially if that person is my boss. I am not completely crazy right?
And just in case there are any questions his desk is situated in a way where upon exiting the potty you make eye contact with him while returning to your seat. see my diagram:
Anyways tomorrow is Jon Hamm’s birthday. I must start on a doodle for that.
♫Lauren
Viciously Sweet 