Dinosaurs Spotted Drinking Coffee

 Fake Coffee News Flash:

Some pictures have been found which shows dinosaurs drinking coffee.

Scientists have no explanation for this startling discovery. Where these dinosaurs were spotted and why they are actually not extinct is a baffling mystery. It might change everything.

This one is particularly confusing. Not only that he drinks coffee, but glasses and a book? 

Blondie and Dagwood?

 

Nope.

Sure looks like it though. This was a long running comic and everything about it is similar to the popular Blondie and Dagwood cartoon.

Basically it was a rip-off of Blondie and Dagwood. I have no idea how they pulled that off but maybe copyright laws weren't the same back then.

Never less, Horace and Dotty Dribble was a very popular comic which lasted 30 years.   I thought you might get a kick out of seeing one of the strips.

Ghostly Halloween Night

 

I think Halloween is probably my favorite holiday. First of all, it's in October and I'm a fan of Fall. Secondly, scary movies!

Even cartoons like Scooby Doo and the Flintstones would put out Halloween movies. 

I watched The Nun the other night and it was pretty creepy. I admit I jumped once.

So I decided to dive into AI again and come up with a nice background for a Halloween animation. I wanted ghosts because - well - c'mon. Ghosts are always a part of the holiday.

The Venus fly trap is a new character I got from a developer for Cartoon Animator, the software I use for most of my animations. I call her Matilda and my problem right now is I need to get a voice for her. The laughter was a sound bite of Kamala Harris and fit in perfectly.

I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed making it.

Coffee Shop with No Coffee?

 Picture this.

You get up in the morning and head to work. Along the way you stop at the coffee shop for your morning coffee.

They don't have any!

Really? I guess it could happen. What would you do?

Well, The Lazy Animator created an animation video with this disturbing scenario. David is in an animators' group which I'm in as well, and he does excellent work. This video will crack you up. 

Unless you run into the same situation.

Beware the Gnomes

In the heart of a dense, ancient forest, nestled far away from the prying eyes of civilization, there stood a decrepit, moss-covered cabin. The locals whispered tales of the cabin's cursed history, warning all who dared approach. But curiosity has a way of luring even the most sensible souls into darkness, and one fateful evening, three friends decided to investigate the rumors.

Lena, Max, and Sarah, armed with flashlights and feelings of fear, ventured into the eerie woods. The moon hung low, casting eerie shadows on the gnarled trees. The cabin loomed ahead, its windows shattered and its roof sagging. As they pushed the creaking door open, a gust of frigid air swept through the room, extinguishing their flashlights.

In the pitch-black darkness, the three friends huddled together, their breaths visible in the cold air. Then, they heard it: a faint, haunting giggle, like the tinkling of wind chimes. The sound seemed to surround them, echoing from all directions. Panic gnawed at their hearts as they fumbled to relight their flashlights.

When the beams pierced the gloom, their blood ran cold. In the corners of the cabin, small, grotesque figures with long, twisted noses and beady eyes emerged from the shadows. Gnomes, or so they appeared to be, but unlike any garden ornament or fairy tale depiction.

The gnomes advanced, their laughter growing louder and more malevolent. The friends retreated, but every step they took, the cabin seemed to stretch farther away. The gnomes' eyes glowed with an unnatural, otherworldly light, casting eerie shadows on the walls. One by one, the friends were snatched by the tiny creatures, their tiny hands and sharp teeth like daggers.

As Lena, Max, and Sarah were dragged deeper into the cabin's cursed interior, they heard the gnomes whispering in a language unknown to them. They couldn't understand the words, but the intention was clear—a sinister ritual, centuries in the making.

In the end, the forest swallowed the screams of the three friends, and the cabin returned to its eerie silence. The locals continued to speak of the cursed cabin, warning travelers never to venture into the woods at night. For in the heart of that ancient forest, the gnomes waited, hungry for souls to steal and rituals to complete, ready to ensnare those who dared to tread upon their domain.