In high school I worked on a stage production of Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead, and loved it.  When the movie came up on our instant queue on Netflix, I was excited to sit down and watch it with the hubby.  Unfortunately, the movie version is almost unwatchable.  The cast is strong, but the combination of poor audio quality and bad soundtrack muffles the dialogue to the point that you miss all the meaty humor and witty repartee that make this play so special.  Additionally, the bizarre set and staging choices give it a disconnected, dream-like feel that is distracting and frustrating to follow, and prevents the audience from fully placing the characters and actions within the Hamlet storyline.

For our 200th post, I give you the product of a 3:00am conversation wherein my husband decided that platypi are flammable.  I do not remember the context of this chain of logic.

Sadly, the names of the other Avengers don't lend themselves to dessert-based puns, so Tony Stark is all you get.

In order to fully appreciate why this note made my husband laugh, you must have seen this scene from Hercules.

Here are a couple of old digital doodles I made for him.

T'Pol can't quite hide her feelings for the crew.

Who doesn't love the idea of a scaly invisible alien attached to the ceiling above your bed, just waiting for you to fall asleep? 

Here begins a short series of pictures documenting the invisible things on board Star Trek Enterprise.

My husband decided to forward over an email that had been making the rounds, containing a multitude of "Awwww, isn't nature so beautiful?" images.  I doctored a few of the pictures and sent them back. 
I am probably a horrible person.

The last Alice in Wonderland doodle, with a Magic the Gathering mashup. 

He's looking a bit concerned about his job situation.