Definition of Ghostinginformal: the act or practice of abruptly cutting off all contact with someone by no longer accepting or responding to phone calls, instant messages, etc. (Merriam-Webster Online)
The ghost of boobs past will haunt your dreams forever...
"Mr. Stump," Ink & Colored Pencil on Paper by K.K. Remus (c) 2018
The END!
Afterword: I drew this from life, while sitting by the edge of a river. I saw a stump that looked like a man's face. I envisioned a book-length story, chronicling the adventures and thoughts of Mr. Stump, but the drawing became so time-consuming, that I ran out of gas and stopped. How much can a stump do, anyway? By the way, he had moss on his "head" which looked like hair, and he appeared to be a very deep old soul who had seen it all--if only from one vantage point.
"You Shouldn't Have Taken the Peyote," Colored Pencil on Paper
by Karen Kay Remus, (c) 2018
Here we have two beefy white guys out in the desert; one admonishing his passed-out doppelganger for having taken the fungal hallucinogen, peyote. We don't know from the drawing if the downed man is dead or merely unconscious. We also don't know if he's down due to the peyote or to his partner having just kicked his ass. Furthermore, we don't know if the conscious dude is scolding the unconscious dude about having taken peyote because it made it easier for him to kick his ass, or because some folks just can't handle peyote. In either case, the scolding is too late, because, obviously the downed guy is not taking it in.
This drawing was actually inspired by an old film starring William Shatner, entitled, "White Comanche." The film is sub-spaghetti-western in budget. Perhaps you could call it a Spaghetti-O's Western. The plot was cheap too. Even though it was not Star Trek related, "White Comanche" cast young Bill Shatner in a dual role, where one character was evil and the other was good--a role so common to Star Trek's Captain Kirk, that Shatner fans became accustomed to bifurcated Bills. "Let's split the Bill," his script writers would often say. Of course, Shatner devoured these extreme roles, pouring every atom of his steroidal Shakespeare spirit into the part.
In the film, "White Comanche," The "Good Bill" kicks the "Bad Bill's" ass, and as Good Bill wipes the blood from the corner of his mouth, he says, "You shouldn't have taken the peyote," implying that it had weakened his evil twin. It was not simply a case of "good vs. evil." It was "good vs. evil plus peyote." Good won. I still wonder though, if peyote would have made the good guy even better.
"Santa Jaws," colored pencil on paper
by Karen Kay Remus (c) 2017
Unlike Santa Claus, who comes down your chimney, Santa Jaws swims up your drainpipe and attacks you in the bathtub. It is literally a "blood bath." He doesn't care if you've been naughty or nice. He cares about you like the Starkist Tuna announcer cares about Charlie the tuna: He only cares that you taste good.
"Bitter Ass," Pen on Paper by Karen K. Remus Copyright 2016
Every fan of the original Star Trek series is familiar with Spock's memorable singing performance of "Bitter Dregs." In the episode, "Plato's Step Children," these Ancient Greek-style aliens with telekinetic powers made him sing this song against his will, for their own twisted amusement.
Well, if they had that much power, they could have had a lot more fun with the lyrics, evoking silly imagery and killer puns. I mean, if you can penetrate Spock's stoicism to the point where later on, he's doing a "Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum" dance with Kirk, you ought to be able to make him crack up the house.
As it was, Uhura and Chappel just stared tearfully at him as he sang Bitter Dregs. Perhaps they were just crying due to the lyrics. If those aliens had been really been thinking, they could have created a cosmic sensation with "Bitter Ass," as depicted above.
"Bitter Ass," the extended version, would have crossed over to radio airplay, making the top 40, and Leonard Nimoy could have hung up his ears for folk-rock super stardom. He already had the right pants (in his usual Star fleet uniform). Droool....
To refresh your memory:
Leonard Nimoy was the BOMB! I'll love him forever. May he rest in peace!
