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Some IsaBoss Doodles (Plus Mr. Stubbins) Because I Felt like More Short Husband and Tall Wife Energy to Drink.

Isolde “Isa” Proserpine (c) Me

Zomboss & Isa are Having a Nice Walk on the Beach with Mr. Stubbins on a Leash This Time Around Lake Gumbo Scaring a Few People When They Notice a Couple of Zombies on They're Way Assuming They're Terrorizing Lake Gumbo Again if Crazy Dave and His Plants are Gonna Ruin His Arch-Enemy's Perfect Evil Plan Hiatus Day This Time with His Girlfriend.

Mr. Stubbins & Dr. Zomboss (c) Darkhorse Comics & PopCap Entertainment

Nothing like an Early Celebration for When Your Tyrannical Boyfriend's Birthday is on Leap Day.

Isolde “Isa” Proserpine (c) Me

Happy Valentine's Day to All of You Ghouls and Plant Lovers!

I Offer You a Valentine Card Piece Signed by Dr. Zomboss to Dr. Proserpine.

Isolde “Isa” Proserpine (c) Me

Figuring Out How to Get Out of Her Zombie Curse, Isa needed to Sneak through Zomboss' Lab to Find a Way to be Human Again but since She's Already One of His Captives She Makes a Deal with Zomboss to Work for Him in a Week.

Because of Her Intelligence that The Human Intrigued Him He Accepts Unaware She's Trying to Manipulate Him for His Experiments to Create for Her Own Free Will.

...Not for Long Will Her Curse Continue to Consume. 😬

Isolde “Isa” Proserpine (c) Me

I think dreams are my favorite thing in the world. I’m so glad my stress has been relieved so I can remember them again. It keeps the child in me alive. 😋

Last night, Marley went insouciantly frolicking through a patch of Colorado wilderness on a hike. I said to my sister and her friend: “There’ve got to be snakes here.” And sure enough, as soon as I finished that sentence I hear a little growl and multiple hisses.

I look to where he has stopped and I see a Cobra (what?) and a few other types of snakes, tangled but alert. (Probably inspired by my recent Indiana Jones binge.)

The 4 of us ran to the house, which seemed so far when I had looked back at the beginning of our journey, but was only a few steps away as we hurried for our lives. The 3 of them went in the back as I instructed them to unlock the front door. For some reason, the snakes followed me instead of them. As in any good thriller, I just barely shut the door before they were able to enter.

Once inside, the house (once unfamiliar and isolated) became one of the ones I grew up in, the Grant Ranch home off of Ida Drive and Gray Street in Littleton. The 4 of us met in the living room, my sister checking to see if I had made it in alright and we headed to the basement.

As my foot hit the last step I could hear them inside. Hiss hiss hiss. I became paralyzed with fear. I couldn’t move, just point as my sister began wrangling them as she does so well. Pretty soon my anxiety had eased as most of them were sanctioned away in a burlap bag (so original, huh?), but I still felt uneasy.

Just then, I looked up from my spot on the floor and saw a black, orange, and yellow piece of the recliner that almost looked like it belonged there. I stifled my shriek with my hand so my sister just barely heard and followed my finger as I pointed.

It took her a few moments to see what I was pointing at, he blended in so well. She finally saw it and grabbed it instinctively as it whirled its head around to bite her. Her reflexes eyed and grabbed its head just behind the jaw as she lowered it into the bag with the rest of the reptiles and we retreated upstairs for a bong and a blintz.