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I unsubscribed from Everyday Matters. Let’s just say it didn’t turn out to be my idea of a good time.

Now then: how about some alternative superhero’s?

Cleese-Man

Cleese-Man loves dead parrots. He “farts in your general direction”.

Jolie-Woman

One word: lips.

Raggedy Rabbi
Aah, Raggedy Rabbi. Where there is existential doubt, Raggedy Rabbi comes to the rescue.

Has-No-Purpose Man
Has-No-Purpose-Man has, well, no purpose.

China Girl
China Girl carries bricks. China Girl carries a grudge. You do not want to mess with China Girl.

Flakey Foont Senior
Few are aware of the fact that Flakey Foont had a dad. Here he is. Flakey Foont Senior can’t but love his son, regardless of the hideous acts Foont Jr. committed.

Hugo. He’s got loads of money but somehow that’s not satisfying anymore. Smokes a pipe. Probably had a rough midlife crisis. Lolita fetish residue.

Maximo. He’s not at all wealthy, but likes to appear stylish and “on top of things”. Takes pride in displaying his square jaw line. Needs a haircut. An amoral bon-vivant with a penchant for opera — Maria Callas is known to move him to tears.

Eddy. A very unhealthy mix of sarcasm and charisma. He’s currently on page four of I Ching For Dummies, but finds the Kamasutra inexplicably more compelling.

Imagination is so much more fun than the real world. :-)

Just a quick sketch. This guy’s the owner of a nearby bowling alley. Whenever we go there to play a game or have a drink, he has this irritating habit of ending every sentence with my name. It’ll invariably go something like this:

- Hi, I’d like a beer please.
- Ah, a beer coming right up, Jurgen.
- Thanks. How much is that?
- One euro, Jurgen.
- Here you go.
- Thanks Jurgen!
- Oh, and do you have a lane free to play?
- Yes Jurgen! Is lane eight okay Jurgen?
- Sure, no problem.
- Right Jurgen. So. Can you tell me your names then, Jurgen?

Seriously! What’s up with that?