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My name is David Michael Chandler, and everyday I will post a Daily Doodle with a story attached to it. Everything you see here has been written, drawn, and coloured all on my lonesome. I hope you enjoy them, or die trying. Please E-mail anytime at thedailydoodles@gmail.com |
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“Crack Your Head Open, Let Your Demon Out to Play”
Crack your head open,
Let your demon out to play
They’ve been long a hopin’,
That this could be the day.So just focus on your demon
Leaving your defenses quite agape
They’ll see that you’re not schemin’
And make their demonic escape.The demon’ll run and they’ll wander
And you will feel quite at ease
While ya have a relaxing ponder
The demons’ll do as they please.Soon the demon will be so drowsy,
Cuz’ it gone and tuckered itself all out
Won’t be able to make ya feel lousy
Or filled with regret and doubt.Let the tired demon back in,
To return to sleep in your head.
Just repeat this process a-gain,
Once in a while until you’re dead.Posted 3/23/2012
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Notes “Faces in the Wall”
As the moonlight shines into Manuel Martinez’s bedroom and onto his textured wall, it awakens the moaning and writhing faces that live within.
Manuel eagerly awaits this moment each night, since his parents work 7 days a week and he hasn’t successfully made any friends at school for the 4th year in a row. The faces of what he can only surmise are the lost souls of murderers trapped within the textures of his bedroom wall keep him company, and never fail to cheer him up after a long day.
Later on he learns that a trick of the light and the brain’s tendency to make human faces out of random shapes is the likely cause of these nightly visitors, but Manual didn’t mind.
These were the only friends he had for over 15 years, so he couldn’t be picky.
Posted 6/19/2011
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Notes “The Siamese Scheme”
THE NEW HIT SITCOM COMING TO TELEVISIONS IN YOUR HOMES.
Widower Charles Scribner missed his wife dearly since she died 6 months ago, and felt like his home wasn’t truly a home without a female presence to cook, clean, and iron for him.
So, he went to his local orphanage and asked for the most reasonably priced little girl.
The only girl they had available within his price range, he was told, is half of a set of twins— with the other being a boy. But he did not want both of them; boys are nothing but trouble, after all.
The orphanry offered to throw in the boy for free even, but he wouldn’t hear of it! The director of the orphanage gulped, nodded, and agreed… they needed the money to cover the losses in the gambling and numbers racket most orphanages are a cover for, and he didn’t want to lose the sale.
So, tiny orphan Alice Buttons concocts a scheme to hide her twin brother Arnie— who happened to be her Siamese twin brother, attached at the shoulder. He had the left arm, she had the right and the legs. Surgery was possible but “cost prohibitive” according to the Director of the Orphanage… so to bring him with her, Alice wrapped up her Siamese twin in a billowy blouse and decided to pretend it was just a cancerous tumor that snores when it sleeps and has allergies in the Spring. The perfect crime!
If Alice and Arnie can keep up this ruse for the next 14 years, they’ll be set!
But as they walk up to their future home and see stern Mr. Scribner waiting for them, he looks suspicious… eeks!
Posted 3/13/2011
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Notes “The Boy Whose Parents Stranded him at Disneyland Goes Back Every Year in Hopes of Finding Them”
As a 10 year old boy, on his first trip to Disneyland, the day couldn’t be going any better for Dusty Martin… he got to ride every ride, meet Mickey and Donald, and now the best fireworks show in the world is starting!
He feels his mom’s hand casually let go of his as the first firework explodes in the night sky, but he didn’t care. LOOK AT THOSE KABOOMS! He cheered and yelped with each blast.
As the finale rains down from above, Dusty decides this is the best day of his life.
He looks up to tell his parents this revelation, but they are nowhere to be found. He searches for them frantically, letting the crowd disperse, but no… he is all alone. He has been stranded.
He wishes he didn’t ask his dad for that churro; it must have been the last straw. They’ve left him for good.
EVERY YEAR SINCE, Dusty goes back to Disneyland and waits in the same spot to watch the fireworks show… hoping his parents have returned for him. He wears the same red hoodie, the same dingy Mickey Ears, and his well-worn and tattered jeans so that if they DO come back they will recognize him.
And if they do come back, he promises he’ll be a good boy. He’s sorry he wasn’t :-(
Posted 3/9/2011
