The Early Years: Jim Still Can’t Draw, And Apparently Would Also Be The First One To Die In A Shipwreck Involving Zombies

I’ve been doing a lot of “Not a Review” and “Teaser Tuesday” posts lately, and have been neglecting the giant pile of ancient schoolwork that my folks exhumed from their house some years back and passed along to me. Well, this week, I wish to put that right.

This appears to have been an assignment where we had to enumerate three wishes we would like to make and draw pictures of them. As per usual with my pictures, you can kinda tell what I was going for. But it helps that are accompanying descriptions.

Yeah so I guess the first drawing is sort of like the effect of “The Flash” when he’s running at top speed. Or, you know, when four of you dress up as him for a party and need to figure out how not to embarrass yourselves:

So what would you wish for if you had one chance? If you’re B.o.B. you wish for an airplane:

I, apparently, wished to have some recreational equipment buried under my house:

Presumably I wanted an underground swimming pool because I saw one on television and thought it was cool. I mean, we did have an above-ground pool for a while, but in central New York, for a good chunk of the year, you have to be into polar bear dips if you want to swim outside. (I can only imagine what kind of heater it would have taken to have kept the pool from turning into a giant ice puck over the winter, let alone keeping it warm enough to swim in.)

Anyway I can of course swim much more good better now, but I’m probably still not particularly fast. Plus when I run it makes the tops of my feet hurt. But hey, I do use the rowing machine three times a week, so I got that going for me when the zombies show up.

Oh I almost forgot the back cover of this little project, where, instead of even attempting to draw something, I apparently went all abstract.

Yep, like the picture says: That’s all, folks!