The Adventures of The Pencilneck ® are The Ramblings, Case Histories, and Chronicles of Owen Garratt – Pencil Artist
One from the archives: the first trip The Colonel and I took after becoming parents. The horror…
You’ve been kidnapped and taken to an island off the coast of Alaska. Congratulations: you’ve got 48 hours to Escape From Ransom Island!
Maybe it’s the smog, maybe it’s the botox, or maybe it’s the lack of red meat, but Hollywood types seem to have absolutely no interest in making good television.
I’m often asked how I became The Pencilneck ©, and what the deciding factors were in choosing to pursue art, and the answer is…spite! 🙂
There are worse places to spend St. Patrick’s Day than Chicago. A few years ago I spent a whirlwind 48 hours there “on business”…
Dad’s riding mower was his pride and joy, but he made the mistake of teaching me to drive at a young age. It’s how I got embroiled in the affair of Assassinating Stanley.
When I asked about specifics for Porter’s wedding, he said “There’re no rules to this. Whatever happens…happens.” Uh oh.
Way back when Hudson was four, he asked if we could go to Jasper; little did we know we’d be surviving a frozen night on a mountain.