Training

My work recently bought a big software application. It's going to take over a year to roll it out, and recently most of the office have been doing preliminary training for it.



I know you can't always tell what i'm trying to convey, so i'll let you in on it: WbK's brain is escaping. Heh.. a big helloo to Mel the trainer too -- sorry about drawing you so small Mel. I did manage to get the hand-on-the-hip thing in.

Anyway, in case anyone is actually following this blog (and has any lingering respect for me as an "artist"), you might be interested in seeing this much more lame first attempt:



(As ever, click the pic to see a big version).

P.S. Notice the careful attempt at drawing in the cerebellum..

Douglas Wood

Apparently Douglas Wood's kidnappers tried to tell the soldiers that the guy under the blanket was their sick father.

To which I can only assume the soldiers replied "Schhyeah, riiight. We like TOTALLY believe you, doood."



Heh.

Schapelle's Red Bag

This is inspired by the Schapelle Corby story.



This has been a massive story in Australia -- in fact the country might not be ready for jokes like this.. but if you haven't heard about it: Schapelle was found guilty of importing several kilos of weed, and now she's been sentenced to 20 years in jail in Indonesia.

She claims that someone else put the drugs into her red boogie board bag. It seems likely that the drugs were being moved between Australian cities by airport baggage handlers, and this batch just wasn't picked up at the other end of her connecting flight.

Boy would it suck to be an Australian baggage handler right now.