Sakura-Con. Because what could be more quintessentially Seattle than grown men running around in pink dresses, buying things they don’t need, celebrating imaginary little girls, while a third of the world remains without electricity, or food that hasn’t been curiously sniffed by a dingo?

Nah, I’m just playin’, y’alls were cool. Check out my pics here. I’ll upload more plus scan some convention sketches when I get back to Olympia, so keep checking back. And keep watching the skies. 

Hello, this is ‘Kyubey’ from Kyubey’s Kebabs… We have a large ‘order’ to be delivered to the hospital. As always, bring plenty of pepper… and don’t keep them waiting! *click*

Woodchuck Hard Cider bread, with added cinnamon and cranberries.

The Goddess of Dunks

Sadly, there’s no such thing as magical IBR.

shawarmadoka magica

Apparently I’ve been drawing women’s suits buttoned on the wrong side. This has been corrected.