Happy Holidays from Bill and Me

Bill has the same feelings for me today in 2018 (above)

as he did in 1987 (below), which is absolutely zero!

That does not make me love him any less.

Happy Holidays from two completely disconnected people!

 (except that I did meet him in '87, & people who saw this photo thought he was my dad)

Santa Jaws!

"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.