Texted One Friend Asking For A Profession, And Another Asking For Animals.  I Got Back Secretary, Chipmunk,

Gower-Bell Telephone 1880s-1890s

Having operated a Bell franchise in New England for a time, American entrepreneur Frederic Allan Gower set his sights on the original England.  His redesigned telephone was quickly adopted as a standard and declared “the best and most reliable telephone in service” by the British Post Office in 1882, and spread throughout much of Europe within the decade.

The Gower-Bell telephone's distinctive receiver-tubes, which were held to the users' ears, were designed to avoid receiver patents held by Bell.  Despite using Bell's name on his phone for the marketing value, Gower was not anxious to share the wealth with Bell.

Acrylic on canvas, 5x7″.  From my series of paintings of historical telephones.

Because we all love visual puns.  Made for b3ta's verbular celebrities image challenge.

Speaking of Doctor Who, care to kick my starter?

Konrad Zuse June 22, 1910 – December 18, 1995

In May, 1941 German inventor and civil engineer Konrad Zuse secured his place in computer history with his Turing-complete Z3, the world's first working programmable computer.

Acrylic on canvas, 5x7″.  From my set Luminaries of the Hacker World.

In response to the current kerfuffle going on in Neil Gaiman's corner of the Internet, the affable @mistressmousey suggested her artist acquaintances draw this elusive creature known as the pencil-necked little weasel.

So sorry, etc.

Today’s daily doodle is the Dreadful Flying Glove from the film Yellow Submarine, my favorite thing with which the Beatles were ever tangentially involved.

Even if, like me, you’re not all that much of a Beatles fan, see this movie at least once.  It’s beautiful.

In the rootin'-tootin' Old Days of the World-Wide Web, it wasn't uncommon to see websites with notes that they were intended for viewing with one particular web browser or another.  "This site is best viewed on Blah."  "This site is enhanced for Blah Blah."  Say "Netscape Now!" to any Internet veteran; the longer and more pained their responding groan, the more old-school and worthy of your respect they are.

When I started building my first terrible late-1990s website, I took a different approach.  Visitors to my site were greeted with the message "This site is best viewed with a Browser."  Below that appeared the buttons shown here.

First commenter below to correctly name all the browser buttons I spoofed gets a free emoticon! Edit: Tottenkoph got it!  I was wondering if anyone would get Lynx.  I've also wondered exactly why Lynx even had its own graphical button.  Even ancient Internets make no damned sense.

My performance at "Say Everything" yesterday, August 13, 2015, chatting with intrepid interim hosts Davey Stevey Dave and Babe Parker.

"Say Everything," the unique interactive standup showcase where comics eschew prepared material and just have a freeform chat with the hosts and the crowd, happens every Thursday evening at Paddy Reilly's Music Bar in Manhattan. More info at www.facebook.com/sayeverythingcomedy !

I liked basing a drawing on the userpic of my 400th Twitter follwer so much that I decided to make it a habit for every hundredth follower after that.  Here's a fifteen-minute sketch of my 500th follower, who just happens to be my old pal @jayeennenn.  Jenn's an old-school telephone enthusiast like myself, among other things she archives old telephone company recordings, so I dug up the last telephone book left in my house and doodled her on the telephone page.

I must point out that Jenn is more attractive than her userpic or this sketch of her userpic would suggest.  I'd snark at her extreme-eyeball-close-up avatar and tell her to go back to MySpace with that stuff but, well..

Ballpoint pen on telephone book page, 9.75x6.5".

So I’ve missed a few days of daily doodles.  Sue me! :-D  Life happens, and I’ve chosen not to let slipping on my own self-imposed challenge bother me.  I’ll just do my best to pick it up again.

I drew this at a bar. It doesn’t represent anyone in particular, just this freaking guy.

I didn’t want to draw David Bowie today.  I don’t feel capable of accurately portraying anything close to what his work has done for me over the course of my entire life.  My drawing hand had other ideas, no other drawings would work until I got this onto the screen.

I haven’t felt this personally screwed up over the passing of an artist I’d never met since Freddie Mercury in 1991.