This dates from about 2003.
It's not like I haven't already switched my Duolingo to Dutch. I just want to know what I'm in for, y'know?
This story began with Part 1.

It's not like I haven't already switched my Duolingo to Dutch. I just want to know what I'm in for, y'know?
This story began with Part 1.
This dates from about 2003.
This is by my wife Nikki, drawn in one of her makeup classes (she’s in school learning special-effects movie makeup and often comes home wearing beards or bizarre noses). She told me that she’s always wanted to be able to doodle, but over the years has never been able to come up with anything particularly interesting — interlocking lines, or curlicues at best.
However, she’s been doing a lot of drawing and rendering for her various class assignments, and so she’s been flexing that drawing muscle in new and exciting ways. She was positively glowing when she came home and announced that she had actually generated this fun little guy during a lecture in class. Ladies and gentlemen, Nikki’s first doodle.
Everyone has different levels of intrinsic drawing talent, but anyone can learn to draw — really it’s much more about practice than pure inborn talent. Some have an easier time than others, but learning the skill isn’t off-limits to anyone willing to put in the time.
This is pretty typical of the sort of things that filled all of my school notebooks my entire life.
Sometimes the tiniest drawings can have a weird sort of energy all their own. I think I was reading a lot of Blade of the Immortal around this time (probably about 2001).