Dragon*Con 2011 - The One With the Litter Box

First I'll share the pictures of the gifts I made for my beloved friends at the con.

Sean, with his Gir hat:





















Don't let his glower fool you - he wore that hat all weekend. Gir is surprisingly badass.

This next gift was done while people napped on me, as a thank you for our Jimmy. Jimmy, who, before we even saw him this year, left a cat box in front of our hotel room door. Jimmy, who asked us to paint him pink, taught us about the proper way to carry dildos in public. Jimmy, who dressed as a cross-dressing serial killer and danced for us. Jimmy, who brought costumed strangers to our room every night - specifically Ruby Rhod, from 5th Element. Ruby Rhod. I had to say thank you somehow...





















Now I've just got to color it and make it even more appalling. I tell myself he loves it, even though I suspect I should apologize for drawing it.

Also, Jimmy asked me months ago to knit his stuffed prairie dog, Cody, a Jayne hat. Of course I did.





















And.. that's all. That's all I made for people this year. I feel like an underachiever or something.

I Made You: The WORST BEARD EVER

To open up this little blog of all the lame things I make for people, I give you THE WORST BEARD EVER. Inspired by the beard on that guy in that movie.

This is Jimmy in Chikara's Mad Hatter top hat (Noticeably NOT lame). THE WORST BEARD EVER was made for the cost of $4 from dollar store finds: Two sparkly little girl dress up wigs, one random, package taped ball of yarn like stuff, and a buffer mitt for car washing.

It was not only hideous, but ill-fitted and itchy.

I love you, WORST BEARD EVER. You have exactly what it takes to earn the first spot on a blog devoted to hand crafted lameness.