"Good Grief" Charlie Brown so eloquently said.

And though he was the baldest kid in school I can empathise with his cynincal look on things. Maybe he was just tired of having to listen to Linus' blanket pyschosis, or paying 5 cents for a psycological profiling.

I'm certainly tired of listening to children. Now don't get me wrong, when someone, anyone, entrusts upon me to listen to them when things are at their most serious, I will of course, help to the best of my ability.

What I will not do is listen to people whining about "oh my god my life is like, totally crap because she won't go out with me" or "I don't care about anything anymore, life is just a black pit of darkness to me" or some other overly dramatised, angst ridden and melodramatic statement.

So like Lucy, I'll give you 5 cents worth of my opinion, just don't go bawling when you hear something you don't like.

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On the subject of artwork.

I'm always open for peoples ideas and concepts, since I strive to grasp working to a brief and sometimes, people just have awesome ideas that scream out to be put to a piece of paper.

I'm currently working on several projects. My much forgotten detective story being one of them. "Whitmore P.I" is in dire need of something or other to get him back on the case.

He rests along with a bunch of robots, monsters and other little things but I havn't ignored him completely, just had other things to attend to.

and maybe, just maybe a little bit of fan art connected to these quotes

"The Great hero of Gallowmere reduced to a dusty relic at the back of the old museum"

"I'm flushing!, I'm flushing!, who'd have thought a good little squirrel like you could have destroyed my beautiful clagginess"

"War.....war never changes"