Oh boy. Gerard really looks hungry. He is ready and there is no food in sight! What's going to happen? It is exciting that you leave out some details and now my imagination is going wild!!!
He will be wild!
Pobre Gerard, yo creo que él necesita más de una hora para comer!!!!Poor Gerard, you always make him suffer, his life is a torment in a box!!!!!!do you not use the poor Gerard, to put in his humble personality, your baser Instincts?I make an appeal, taking the voice of millions people,Rod: we pray, enlarges Gerard's box, please!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!Could you put a window so he knows if it rains, or shine, or snow?
Gerard estar esperando un hora hasta comer...si necesita más de un hora! Gerard likes his box to be close..it gives him comfort-He doesn't need a window..the box is transparent.
Gerard is like my brother!!!!!
He drools already...... hurry up, Gerard!!
He is an hour early...he has hurried up already.
Oh yeah, that happens to me, too.You know that Steve Lawrence song, "A Room without windows"? Roberto's comment made me think of it. Here's a few lines:A room without windows, a room without doorsA room where no guy but I can spy the charms that are yoursLike being marooned on a island far from civilized shoresYou and me in a room without windows, a room without doorsNo bells will be ringing, no telephone callsIn our little well-secluded cell of ceiling and wallsWhile dozens of males sit 'n' chew their nails and hate me becauseI am yours in a room without windows, a room without doorsA room without keyholes, a room with no viewWe'd like to reside there, hide there for an era or twoCompletely wrapped up in each other while the whole world ignoresYou and me in a room without windows, a room without doorsYou think Gerard hums this song a lot?
Maybe...I have to admit I didn't even know Steve Lawrence..I've obviously been stuck in one of those rooms of his.
Sorry to put me in your conversation,I say: Oh, poor lovers, will soon die because they end up all the oxygen in the room.(The author of this song, was very jealous?)
Never apologise for entering your opinion here!!!! Using oxygen up is definitely a possibility....I think he may be jealous...or protective? I wonder what Ted says?
When I hear that song I always think of some creepy psycho with a captured woman in a secluded shed somewhere. When it was written it was about two people in love, that's all, but the way media rams all the bad news down our throats all day the song takes on a very dark new meaning.Here it is:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lea2MFecRNI
I know what you mean Ted...I think I'll have to listen to that song before I draw in future...it certainly gives of a paradoxical feeling. BTW I have heard "Room without windows" many times before..I probably thought it was Sinatra.
He's a funny dude! I wouldn't want to stand in his way, he might eat me!!
Now I am thinking of the Hannibal Lecter scene with him frying up some guys brains!
Aww Gerard, really? Drooling? Well ok. Who am I to tell a fellow that drooling is unseemly? After seeing the drawing and reading "felt the urge to hurry" I got the impression Gerard was about to take matters (of lunch) into his own hands. I fear for the first small creature to cross his path!
To drivel,slobber drool with spittle and saliva with anticipation of pleasure or food.....God I'm drooling now!
He looks as though he's already got a mouthful--big droolie guy that he is.
You've made me think of people I have seen and then spent time wondering whether they have a mouthful or not...curiosity makes one stop and stare...will they swallow or chew...or just carry on with life looking like they've got a gob full?
Gracias Amigo, tú mereces un pedacito de ese premio!!!!
I think if you get between Gerard and his food, you're in trouble.
There could be a hazy confusion.
Hmmm, that explains Gerard's rotundness (or is that a word?)But yet, agree with above, wouldn't want to get between Gerard and his food, he looks scary!
You made me google it Sasa....Rotundness ; the property possessed by a line or surface that is curved and not angular...you are right... this could be Gerard's problem...or of course lack of exercise stuck in a box.
I see a gun.....
I can too.
Makes me think of rats in training, waiting for one end of their little cubicle to be lifted so they can run the maze behind it and get their food reward. Wonder what maze your Gerard will be running. Seems all set for it.
I didn't think of that...you have a powerful imagination!
"It's great to finally eat you," he said, as he spread marma-ladies on his toast. haha :Dsorry bad joke, i just thought he might eat me :((
Marma-ladies sounds very sticky....!Good joke! You have a conceptual mind!
oh i see a gun too.
ok.keep calm and kill zombies.
you are dangerous.
No I'm not. If you are referring to the gun then I can shed some light...in fact its quite boring really. I thought I had better change my header as I hadn't for a while and looked through some of the drawings I had already used on the blog and started to play with them on Photoshop. I was heading in the direction of a coat of arms, a type of tattoo flash emblem and had that same gun pointing in at either side towards the angel winged Gerard....and last minute I pulled one of the guns moved Gerard from the centre and went for asymmetry instead! I might be dangerously boring...but not dangerous!!!!! (If you comment Yes, I may have to shoot you.) :)
I say: YES......hmm?I do not hear anything. Yet....
ha ha , my bulletproof vest is very capable :)
Thanks for the explanation, I was wondering about he gun too. Perhaps in one of Gerard's adventures or dreams he might actually get tattood...?
Like those drips coming out of his mouth :-)
I really know that urge. I can relate. I hope Gerard got his lunch in time. He might ge grumpy otherwise, right?