Jorax

This is a prime example of why I shouldn't try to do anything when tired. This made sense to me while I worked on it. But now... I haven't the slightest clue as to why this happened.

But it gets better. Not only did I draw this last night, but I came up with a plot to go with it:

This is Jorax, a rather large and ugly man who only wishes to do good in the world in hopes it will eventually bring him some form of joy. Dangling from his left arm, is the lovely but disorderly Felicia. How she ended up on his arm, neither of them will ever know. However she is quite the nuisance to Jorax on his travels. She's shrewd and spends most of her concious time drinking heavily, she also makes poor Jorax carry a huge jug of XX brand generic booze everywhere. Obviously, this is a great problem to Jorax's good-deeding. Also clinging to Jorax is the alien squid baby; Floof. Floof is simply in love with the eye imbeded in Jorax's shoulder. While this is another burden to the poor fellow, he's far too nice to make the darn thing go away on it's own.

So yeah... I shouldn't do ANYTHING when I'm sleepy.