Black Lung Crayola "It's Lame From Outer Space"

I am lame sauce. In other news, I can breathe a little bit better. So today's score is a draw. Jacob: 1   World: 1   Here's to 39 days. Thank you, Crayola, for your ridiculously named crayons. Mauvelous? For shame!

Black Lung Crayola "Long Weekend"

Well, Friday was an extremely hard day for me. I can't really pinpoint it but smoking has been my stress reliever for so long I have a difficult time even thinking of other options. I walked around work all day with a white crayon in my mouth and doodled on things when time permited. After work I stayed in my room and sorted my crayons because I needed to give my fidgity hands something to do. Drew a couple more pictures when the urges struck. Quitting smoking sucks. A lot. It makes me feel crazy sometimes. But my lungs feel better every day. Think I might go for a run tomorrow for the first time in 4 years.

Black Lung Crayola #46 "Death From Above"

So when I first started doing these dumb drawings I asked people for suggestions. The other day I received a request for a Zombie Wombat, or Wombie, riding a pterodactyl in a rain of scissors. He said if I drew it he would get it tattooed on himself. Well, Clay, here is your charge. I apologize and you're welcome.

Black Lung Crayola #45 "Cigmata"

C'mon. That's pretty clever for a half wookie.

Black Lung Crayola "For Jim"

This is stupid. hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. 

Black Lung Crayola #43 "Station 8"

I'm having my 33 day party tonight in room 137 at the La Quinta Inn. San Jose, California. Bring your crayons, kiddos, it's LOST time!

Black Lung Crayola "Coloring On My Smoking Break"

First day of work was a success. Got a little crap for the crayons during my break today. But I still smell like a a flower. I win.