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I've been out of pocket for a bit.
Miss me?

XLII (Cardbored Signs: Halloween Edition part 2)

XLI (Cardbored Signs: Halloween Edition)

Strange day in The Tower District.

Things shouted at me while working on today's signs:

1. Is this for the newpaper or porn?

2. Are you a Raiders fan?

3. Boy, you are UGLY!

Happy Halloween!

(one more to come tomorrow.)

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I'm sure that my grandmother's word for this would have been "tacky".

Yeah...

sorry, Memaw.

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And you were always told it couldn't happen.

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(It's been a crazy week.)

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What goes on in my head?

I don't know.

XXX

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Interestingly enough, people don't like being "gotten"

by this sign. As soon as they look,

they look away and pretend that they didn't.

No smiles on this one, yet.

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XXVII (CS: Classic rock edition)

I did. And I never have fully recovered.

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XXV (More Cardbored Signs)

This fits in with homeless and hungry, right?

After the first Cardbored Signs was posted,

nearly everyone asked

"How much did you make?".

No one offered, nor would I have accepted.

It's all fun and games, you know?

Someone stopped today,

the driver's hand reaching out the passenger's window.

I nearly just waved him on with a smile

until I realized that the grinning face behind the hand

was that of my friend, fellow artist and occasional mentor,

Mark Deraud.

Sandi (my wife and photographer) snapped this pic

as he dropped 45 cents in my hand.

Did I keep it?

You better believe it.

You can (and should) check out Mark's Facebook page here.

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(Yes, that really is the title.)
Enjoy.

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Well, I wasn't expecting that...

Man, oh man, the numbers have jumped quite substantially around here. 

Apparently "cardbored signs" are a hit. 

Thanks to everyone who stopped by 

and extra thanks to everyone who has stuck around

 by dropping us in your blog readers 

or bookmarks 

or however else the internet allows you to keep checking us out.

If you haven't already checked out the main website of Saint Schizophrenia Studios 

 please take a few minutes to do so. 

That's where you'll find a gallery some more of my work as well 

as the work of my brother, The Amazing Tumnus. 

Our other brother, Daedalus Jones has a spot for his writings, 

but he's yet to do anything productive with that as of yet.

We've got a lot more work left to show

so, y'all come back now, ya hear?

Another aside...answers abound

So, we're XVII deep into this project (that's 17, btw)

and I've gotten some good responses

and I feel like it's well worth continuing.
However, some of the responses have also been

"I don't get it.", 

which is fair, I guess.

I haven't known exactly how to handle the issue

of explaining the meaning behind the pieces.
I don't want to leave people for scratching their heads

for too long or they'll just get bored with me

and move on,

but, I also don't want to be the guy who tells a joke

and then proceeds to explain it and elbow you in the ribs going
"Get it? Get it? Hur hur hur..."

before you've even had a chance to gnaw on it for moment.
I still don't really know how to do it on a permanent basis.

However, today, in order to meet the needs of those of you

who are faithfully checking my work out but occasionally

stuck thinking "What the hell is wrong that boy?!"
I am going to provide for you the answer key 

for the preceding seanerisms.

It's kinda like having the Teachers Copy of a textbook.

(which was like the coolest thing ever back in school. Am I right?)

Before I spoil them all, I'll give you a tip:
The title is almost always the solution. You just need to say it a few times.
Slow it down. Listen for other words hidden in the phrase.
It's very often just one step away, or two at the most.


Ok, here's the SPOILER NOTICE.



seanerism key I- XVII

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Frozen Entree - 'Fro Zen On Tray

II
Nicholas Cage - Nickel-less cage

III
La Cosa Nostra (Italian mafia) + Nostradamus

IV
That's Peculiar - P, Q, General Robert E. Lee, R
(This is what it would look like if Lee were a letter in the alphabet. Peculiar.)

V
El Camino - Elk Amino
(that really is how an amino acid is formed, I Googled it.)

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One Fine Day - One Find A

VII
No puzzle here, just passing the time while in the hospital with my son.

VIII
Undeterred - Undie turd
(Classy, I know.)

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Acht - German eight- Germinate
(Wish I had made this number VIII, not IX. Oh well, live and learn.)

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Have A Nice Day - Halve an iced A

XI
Cyclops - Psych Lops
(Bunnies in straight jackets are funny.)

XII
Quesodillo = Quesadilla + Armadillo
("Why?" Really? You're just asking that now?)

XIII
Not a puzzle, just a shot at a REALLY annoyingly saccharine line of books.
(Very happy that this one was number XIII on Friday the 13th
AND it has to do with serial killers. That's some genius planning.)

XIV
New Orleans - New oar leans.
(just for the record, I DO NOT pronounce New Orleans like this,
but the concept is King in these cases.)

XV
I wonder who called me - Star 69
(Only slightly ashamed for my sophomoric humor.)

XVI
10:20 - Tent whinny

XVII
There is a fine line between genius and insanity.
Maybe it even overlaps in places.

So, there ya go.
I hope that helped.

Until next time...
-sean

XVII (Introducing Cardbored Signs)

XVI

Solution...

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You spend enough time in hospitals and things start to get weird.

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An aside.

I guess this as good a time as any to stop and introduce myself.
My name is sean matthew howard and I am

one third of Saint Schizophrenia Studios.

My brothers, The Amazing Tumnus and Daedalus Jones,

paint and write, respectively,

and I fall somewhere in the middle.
I make images,
sometimes with paint and 

sometimes with this woefully inadequate laptop.

 I also do things with words,

sometimes poetry and sometimes prose.
But more often than not 

I'm screwing around with words. 

I can't help it.

Hell, two or three days out of the week

I wake up with wordplay

already forming in my head.

Puns 

(I know, puns are evil), 

Spoonerisms,

verbal puzzles.
Those sorts of things.
That's where the images and words collide.

And this is where I put those collisions.

For you.

You don't have to thank me.

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